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Who: Cloud & Yuffie
Status: Open~ish
When: 7:00PM
Where: Reactor 4, Old Midgar
What: Yuffie decides to do some unhealthy stalking on her desired man leader, of sorts.
Cloud stared at his cell phone keypad for what felt like the millionth time today. He knew that it was his obligation to announce the potential deal with Sephiroth, but each time he typed it out, he deleted it for how awkward it sounded. It almost seemed overly silly to keep it to himself, since it was so important. He couldn't trust Sephiroth, but with a halt to violence and world-dominance until the other mess was taken care of, he felt a little better about what was going on. It would be nice to not have enemies on both sides.
Sighing, he set the cellphone down beside him to rest on top of his sweater. He was fairly certain there was no cell service in a reactor, but he could still hope someone might call. That might save him some forcing when it came to explaining himself to everyone else.
Instead, he needed to do something constructive. He looked at the injuries on his upper arm and winced after poking it with a finger. It was healing just fine, but he had hoped that it would be faster. His leg was healing at the same rate, but he needed to change the bandages twice a day to make certain that there was no infection setting in. He picked up the bandaging gauze and slowly began to wrap his arm and shoulder, remembering how Humility had taken away his main arm with a single shot. He owed her one.
Status: Open~ish
When: 7:00PM
Where: Reactor 4, Old Midgar
What: Yuffie decides to do some unhealthy stalking on her desired man leader, of sorts.
Cloud stared at his cell phone keypad for what felt like the millionth time today. He knew that it was his obligation to announce the potential deal with Sephiroth, but each time he typed it out, he deleted it for how awkward it sounded. It almost seemed overly silly to keep it to himself, since it was so important. He couldn't trust Sephiroth, but with a halt to violence and world-dominance until the other mess was taken care of, he felt a little better about what was going on. It would be nice to not have enemies on both sides.
Sighing, he set the cellphone down beside him to rest on top of his sweater. He was fairly certain there was no cell service in a reactor, but he could still hope someone might call. That might save him some forcing when it came to explaining himself to everyone else.
Instead, he needed to do something constructive. He looked at the injuries on his upper arm and winced after poking it with a finger. It was healing just fine, but he had hoped that it would be faster. His leg was healing at the same rate, but he needed to change the bandages twice a day to make certain that there was no infection setting in. He picked up the bandaging gauze and slowly began to wrap his arm and shoulder, remembering how Humility had taken away his main arm with a single shot. He owed her one.