I haven't seen it, so I can't guess. I know that...it was maybe cured by me, according to Vincent. That somehow, there was a cleansing rain.
[Which was...well. Something that she would do, more than a healing wind.]
They try not to, but yeah. Sometimes. Usually it's when they've gone under something really stressful and need the assurance. You're a lot more steady, and you hate paperwork more then people realize. I know someone here who would bury everyone in paperwork on board if they could.
[Which is a nightmare to her, really.]
And I know...maybe I would be the outsider. I was your princess for...how long? And here I am. I'm not your target anymore, but...what are we now, Reno?
Friends? Family? I don't have to be a fellow Turk, right? Even if it would be good for me?
We'd made a medicine that helped curb the symptoms, and we were handin' it out for free, but we couldn't cure it. Rufus found out it wasn't something you got like a cold..it's more. When you give up.
So, that was you?
[ A small huff of a laugh that bubbled from his chest, softly. ]
Should've known. The pool in the church had your name all over it.
[ But with a deep breath through his nose, following by wrinkling said nose at the thought. ]
Eugh..keep me away from 'em. I can't stand paperwork, it's mind numbing. But..you wouldn't be an outsider to us, nah. Hell, if you knew half the places everyone else came from, you'd fit right in.
[ But he figured it must be hard being the only one left. He couldn't imagine, but he tried not to be completely oblivious to her situation. ]
Mmm..I mean you'd have a spot if you wanted. Some aspects I wouldn't trade for the world, but part of your job would be hurtin' people that don't deserve it.
But..friends, family.
[ His voice lowered to something of a rumble. He drawled as well, struggling to push the words out. ]
I mean. I'd call you both. You and little bit...might as well be my kid sisters.
That must have cost a fortune, even if it slowed things down. But...does that mean...Rufus and Cloud had given up...?
[She smiled a little, but her gaze was...distracted. Unhappy. No wonder things had been so hard for Cloud here. He had been fighting against something that had encroached on his mind, perhaps, much like Sephiroth had before. That does make things much clearer- like why he's here as an inmate.]
It wouldn't have been there before so...likely. Guess I work in mysterious, spooky ways from the Lifestream.
[Spooky! But...it is nice to have a group of friends. A group of people who understood her, and embraced her. She had that with Cloud and her friends. But Reno and everyone else...they were friends and family too.]
Your little sister...huh.
[She is thoughtful, thinking that. Family. It's a warm, comforting feeling. A sad feeling too, at the thought of losing them all.]
So does that mean...I could call you my big brother?
Normally it would've, but ShinRa was done and dusted at that point, 'long with the rest of Midgar, so we were doing everything pro-bono. It was just diluted SOLDIER serum, and there wasn't anything else we needed it for any more, so we just pushed the rest of our supply into that.
[ He hummed in acknowledgement. ]
Guess so. About what, hard to say. Rufus got kidnapped during meteorfall, and by the time we got him back, he'd got Geostigma. He changed a lot after that--for the better. I barely saw Cloud around the Seventh Heaven, so you'd have to ask him about that. But I know after that pool showed up in your church, he moved the Buster Sword in there.
Finally fucking polished it like he should. I could practically hear Angeal when I first saw the state that thing was in.
You doing spooky shit from the Lifestream is fine. Maybe do spooky shit and say hi to us sometime too. Angeal doesn't get to if his spooky shit is just that goddamn wear, tear, and rust spiel like a bad commercial jingle.
[ He scrunched his nose and pouted about it. But asking to call him a big brother seemed to snap him out of it with a jolt. A small sound--something confused and uncertain--was strangled in his throat. He didn't mind telling Aerith otherwise strictly confidential details due to the given circumstances, and he knew she was good with secrets, but the sudden poke at something (platonically) intimate made him falter a bit.
Normally he could brush it off seamlessly and go with the flow, but. Well. He was trying--a little bit--to reach out in turn. ]
Well..yeah, guess so. How many do you have here now? I'm sure like half this barge would kill a guy for you.
[She doesn't know all the details of what's in it- who does and who would understand it if they weren't educated about it? But pure SOLIDER serum would be like drinking bleach to a normal person. Mako poisoning was no joke- and it was serious if they restored to the serum as a stop gap.
At least it helped Rufus. Hopefully, she thinks, it pulled his head out of his butt.]
I didn't know Cloud let it get that bad. Zack wouldn't have liked that, even if he understood. Angeal...well, that was his sword first, right? He would have hated for his sword to go that way.
I'll do some spooky hellos if I can. Heck- I won't even make a dumb rant at you. That's not fun.
And...
[She looks at him. Really looks at him, eye candy and all, with soft eyes.]
We're just giving what we have a name. I do have a few adopted brothers- one who's gender fluid so I call them a brosis sometimes- and three uncles.
Plus the kids. It's a lot of family for someone who was an orphan, huh? From mom, to the Turks and friends, to this.
[Though yes. Many may kill for her in the right circumstances. She hopes to never put someone in that position, so she's careful.]
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[Which was...well. Something that she would do, more than a healing wind.]
They try not to, but yeah. Sometimes. Usually it's when they've gone under something really stressful and need the assurance. You're a lot more steady, and you hate paperwork more then people realize. I know someone here who would bury everyone in paperwork on board if they could.
[Which is a nightmare to her, really.]
And I know...maybe I would be the outsider. I was your princess for...how long? And here I am. I'm not your target anymore, but...what are we now, Reno?
Friends? Family? I don't have to be a fellow Turk, right? Even if it would be good for me?
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So, that was you?
[ A small huff of a laugh that bubbled from his chest, softly. ]
Should've known. The pool in the church had your name all over it.
[ But with a deep breath through his nose, following by wrinkling said nose at the thought. ]
Eugh..keep me away from 'em. I can't stand paperwork, it's mind numbing. But..you wouldn't be an outsider to us, nah. Hell, if you knew half the places everyone else came from, you'd fit right in.
[ But he figured it must be hard being the only one left. He couldn't imagine, but he tried not to be completely oblivious to her situation. ]
Mmm..I mean you'd have a spot if you wanted. Some aspects I wouldn't trade for the world, but part of your job would be hurtin' people that don't deserve it.
But..friends, family.
[ His voice lowered to something of a rumble. He drawled as well, struggling to push the words out. ]
I mean. I'd call you both. You and little bit...might as well be my kid sisters.
[ Gun notwithstanding, in Elena's case. ]
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[She smiled a little, but her gaze was...distracted. Unhappy. No wonder things had been so hard for Cloud here. He had been fighting against something that had encroached on his mind, perhaps, much like Sephiroth had before. That does make things much clearer- like why he's here as an inmate.]
It wouldn't have been there before so...likely. Guess I work in mysterious, spooky ways from the Lifestream.
[Spooky! But...it is nice to have a group of friends. A group of people who understood her, and embraced her. She had that with Cloud and her friends. But Reno and everyone else...they were friends and family too.]
Your little sister...huh.
[She is thoughtful, thinking that. Family. It's a warm, comforting feeling. A sad feeling too, at the thought of losing them all.]
So does that mean...I could call you my big brother?
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[ He hummed in acknowledgement. ]
Guess so. About what, hard to say. Rufus got kidnapped during meteorfall, and by the time we got him back, he'd got Geostigma. He changed a lot after that--for the better. I barely saw Cloud around the Seventh Heaven, so you'd have to ask him about that. But I know after that pool showed up in your church, he moved the Buster Sword in there.
Finally fucking polished it like he should. I could practically hear Angeal when I first saw the state that thing was in.
You doing spooky shit from the Lifestream is fine. Maybe do spooky shit and say hi to us sometime too. Angeal doesn't get to if his spooky shit is just that goddamn wear, tear, and rust spiel like a bad commercial jingle.
[ He scrunched his nose and pouted about it. But asking to call him a big brother seemed to snap him out of it with a jolt. A small sound--something confused and uncertain--was strangled in his throat. He didn't mind telling Aerith otherwise strictly confidential details due to the given circumstances, and he knew she was good with secrets, but the sudden poke at something (platonically) intimate made him falter a bit.
Normally he could brush it off seamlessly and go with the flow, but. Well. He was trying--a little bit--to reach out in turn. ]
Well..yeah, guess so. How many do you have here now? I'm sure like half this barge would kill a guy for you.
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[She doesn't know all the details of what's in it- who does and who would understand it if they weren't educated about it? But pure SOLIDER serum would be like drinking bleach to a normal person. Mako poisoning was no joke- and it was serious if they restored to the serum as a stop gap.
At least it helped Rufus. Hopefully, she thinks, it pulled his head out of his butt.]
I didn't know Cloud let it get that bad. Zack wouldn't have liked that, even if he understood. Angeal...well, that was his sword first, right? He would have hated for his sword to go that way.
I'll do some spooky hellos if I can. Heck- I won't even make a dumb rant at you. That's not fun.
And...
[She looks at him. Really looks at him, eye candy and all, with soft eyes.]
We're just giving what we have a name. I do have a few adopted brothers- one who's gender fluid so I call them a brosis sometimes- and three uncles.
Plus the kids. It's a lot of family for someone who was an orphan, huh? From mom, to the Turks and friends, to this.
[Though yes. Many may kill for her in the right circumstances. She hopes to never put someone in that position, so she's careful.]