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Around Town

The sight of a spiky-haired blond around Edge is hardly unusual. The sight of one wearing a tattered cloak like Vincent Valentine's with a leathery bat wing protruding from the left shoulder is, perhaps, more unusual. He's been around since October, but mostly just trying to fix that problem with the portals after discovering he could dreamwalk like the Sephiroths. Probably no one really expected him to stay on after that.

And he could have gone home, probably. It seems like most people who came through the dream portals were able to go back. He, however, found he didn't want to. Zack is here, his Zack, alive and well. He was never dead, like they'd thought. And Sephiroth....

Of course, now that he's had to accept that his Sephiroth isn't a villain, life is much more complicated for him. He could make the excuse he's staying on to protect this world and Zack from Sephiroth, but it would just sound stupid and make him look like the jerk after Sephiroth worked overtime to fix the mess with the dreams. So if anyone asks him why he's there, he'll probably make up some other excuse. He's too prideful and too shy to just say he's there to be with his friend. And he'll never in a million years say that deep down, he wants to be around Sephiroth, to try to start figuring him out, to finally make sense of that living mystery who really isn't part of him but his own person.

Staying on will have its own problems, though. Like, what if he encounters ... himself? He's avoided it so far and hopes to continue avoiding it, but he knows that's unlikely. And anyone who didn't realize he was here fixing the dream mess will probably be confused by him. He can't retract that wing anymore, so that's always a glaring signal that he's not the Cloud anyone here knows.

Sighing to himself, he keeps walking down the street, bandaged buster sword slung over his shoulder.

Network

He really doesn't want to do this. But if he's staying here, he can't just bum around. So ...

"Anyone got any work that needs doing? I'm hiring out."

Just voice for now, but a lot of people here will probably recognize that gruff voice with the slight country drawl.
Date: 2026-01-02 07:50 am (UTC)

Re: Sure, if you think he can.

sora_under_the_clouds: (Neutral?)
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"He's Tenka," Sora said, as if that answered everything. "There's never been anything he tried that he couldn't do." Big brother worship at its finest. "Except chores." And there is the grumbling. Can you tell he's talking about a sibling?
Date: 2026-01-02 08:53 am (UTC)

Re: Sure, if you think he can.

sora_under_the_clouds: (Ready)
From: [personal profile] sora_under_the_clouds
"He says the washcloth is too heavy," Sora said, dryly.
Date: 2026-01-02 09:08 am (UTC)

Re: Sure, if you think he can.

sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Neck Fret)
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A shadow of sorrow on his face, he looked away. Rubbing his neck in a subconscious move, he mumbled "They... died. A long time ago...."

And now he knew how.
Date: 2026-01-02 09:21 am (UTC)

Spoiler warning for Laughing Under The Clouds

sora_under_the_clouds: (At Unease)
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"Tenka practically raised us after that. Walked away from a really good job for the government and everything. I don't... I don't really remember our parents. And Chuataro was just a baby. It's always been Tenka, and..." He winced. It still hurt. "And Shirasu." Losing him the way they did especially....

He stepped back from the large sword, rubbing his arms, trapped in the memories. The night their parents died. The night the Orochi attacked. Tenka getting so badly hurt both times...
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Bruised Chat)
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"Three now... Shirasu's gone." He closed his eyes.
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Bruised Chat)
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"A.... Anyway.... now that Tenka is injured... I have to step up...."
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Bruised Chat)
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He took a breath, but shook his head. "It... It doesn't matter. I just need to step up."
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Neck Fret)
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"I... mostly use my Keyblade..." he sighed. "Tenka... uses a fan."
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Bruised Chat)
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He nodded. "A paper fan... and yet he can stop people with swords and monsters and..." he shook hsi head. "I have to get better! Please! Teach me!"

He wanted to be taught by as many people as possible. To learn as much as he could. He needed to get better, get stronger.
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - Smile?)
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"No, he's just that good...."

At the offer however, he perked up and then bowed deeply. "Thank you! I promise, I'll do my best!"
sora_under_the_clouds: (Animated - A rocking Smile)
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"Some one else here is also helping me, I can show you where we train?"
sora_under_the_clouds: (At The Ready)
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"He said his name is Sephiroth. But he makes me stop over small wounds," he said, shaking his head. "Tenka would point out that criminals wouldn't."
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