[Screw killing them damn birds. From the looks of the feed, Yuffie is RIDING them. She's lasso'd a harness around one of their necks, and she's storming around town in the few deserted streets ( Read more... )

[She's there, tucked at the head of her bed, sheets draped across her waist, pillow at her back. She looks like she's been nodding off a few times, but for once, the girl's expression is sore.

Tired, hard, confused and worried. She doesn't understand what's been going on. No one has told her, she doesn't know 'where' she is, or who half the people ( Read more... )

[She's still laying on her bed. There's a sheet covering her entire frame, the girl completely hidden from view, aside from the tiny glimpse of her headband ties, laying out against the pillow.

For a while, the feed just watches that. She's unmoving, completely. Not even breathing.. Still very much dead.

But slowly but surely, a few places upon the ( Read more... )

[The feed is turned on at an odd angle, the weight of a body hiding half the feed. There's red liquid smearing down the corner, in a drip-trail. Finally, the unbalanced weight slides off the edge of the PCD; the device skidding slightly.

Yuffie is laying there, pale, covered in blood, gouges into her flesh and a bloodied Fuuma laying nearby. The ( Read more... )

[There's a soft clang of metal, the swipe of cloth over it. The screen is black, but only for a moment; something is moved out of the way, and there's a very diligent-looking Yuffie, polishing away at her precious Fuuma Shuriken.]

Not gonna do it this time.. I'll win for sure. What a loser.. Stupid freeze-head..

[She's muttering it all, over and over ( Read more... )

[Yuffie is still in her room, still in her pajamas, and still wrapped up with a blanket. She hasn't left the house for three days now, and from the look of her eyes, she's been crying. She really does miss Alfons...

She's sitting up though, an odd expression on her face; she's watching the TV. Which happens to be on. From wherever the PCD is, it's ( Read more... )

[The feed flicks on, apparently hooked onto the belt, considering the level it's viewing. Footsteps, peeking into a bedroom window... A few soft sounds of disgruntlement. After a moment or two, the vision moves again, this time taking her back to her own place, peeking into a room that's not her own.

There on the table are the two clasps she'd ( Read more... )

[Gone. All of it... All those memories from the night she lost her mother, onwards. Even those of Adstringendum. Where was she? Why could she hear people moving outside of the room she couldn't recognize. Why was she so much older! Had she really just... slept that long?]

...D-Dad? What's going on...?

[Meek little Yuffie is quite meek now.]

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 [She's clearing her throat, a little loudly, expression only slightly miffed, but she's still smiling, despite.]

Ahem--! Sorry guys, for that last post. I didn't realize the PCD had turned itself on to show my er. Disgruntled side. Eheh.

But at least I'm feeling better now thanks to Unohana and Vinniekins; so no need to worry about me anymore!

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[She's curled up, on her bed, the PCD filming from the night side table. She looks awful, actually. Cheeks red, skin pale but covered in a sheen of sweat. Her eyes are open, dulled a little, staring at the far wall and she's breathing mostly through her mouth.

It's a good thing the PCD is stationary, because moments later, she's jerked to the side ( Read more... )