Comments | kh_resistance: Somewhere outside of Traverse Town

volenteonolente in kh_resistance

Somewhere outside of Traverse Town

Apr 21, 2006 02:41

Setting: Abandoned Area a few hours walk outside of Traverse Town
Character(s): Veld Dragoon (volenteonolente)and Cid Highwind (drinkyourtea)
Status: [Completed]
Summary: Veld wakes up in a lab and takes a walk. Cid, also walking, meets up with Veld and old man bonding begins.

( Completed: Veld and Cid are shopping... no, honest, they are. )

neutral, traverse_town, veld_dragoon

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Really, Cid is great at making friends. drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 04:59:26 UTC

Traverse Town had settled into the early hours of the evening. Many were in their homes leaving only the brave few, the ones left with the sometimes-boring task of patrol, to prowl the streets. Except, tonight, Cid Highwind found himself a little ways from town ( ... )

Re: Oh, so is Veld! He just inspires people to hug him... volenteonolente April 23 2006, 05:24:18 UTC

Veld had spent the better part of an hour reading some papers that had been littered about the lab during his walk. Even though the reports claimed that the heartless were mindless creatures that attacked everything in the area, he'd only seen a cluster that ran from him chittering madly.

"someone out there? Show yer goddamn self!"The voice was familiar… Veld had heard it before. His head still was all jumbled up, it wasn't Vincent's voice, however. Veld knew that voice ( ... )

And Cid has so much empathy it's frightening! drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 05:58:17 UTC

"Eh?" Cid snapped right back, forgetting that he was supposed to be cautious. He was outside of town. By himself. In the fucking dark. It didn't stop the man from running his mouth off. "Who the hell are you callin' a punk? I oughta teach ya to mind yer fuckin' manners! I'll--"

His words faltered, however, when the stranger was completely visible. Cid's face screwed up like he'd just taken a sip of three-day-old, stale tea. The cigarette that'd been wildly bouncing up and down between his lips fell out, extinguishing itself upon impact with the ground.

The man's face hit him like a wrench over the head. He knew for certain that this character was familiar, although to what degree he could not determine. His mind instantly went to ShinRa and then, for some reason, the Turks. Cid wasn't caught in awe because of his brain's inability to turn those squeaky gears in his head, though. He was more concerned with what the fuck happened to make this guy such a bloody mess? He'd worry about the familiarity later ( ... )

Re: Yes, obviously, he and Veld will have to hold each other at the beauty of life! Wilting flowers. volenteonolente April 23 2006, 06:20:18 UTC

Veld smirked at the slaughterhouse comment, usually, of course, he was the slaughter house. Things were coming into place. The man in front of him was someone he'd spoken to before. Someone from ShinRa.

But not from here.

"Where am I?" Veld asked slowly, brown eyes looking around. For a place "infested" with the "heartless" Veld wasn't impressed. His hand twitched to his hip then, though there was nothing there.

What was he reaching for?

To cover the motion, Veld slid his hand into his pocket and waited to hear the younger - he knew that this blond man was younger - man speak.

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