just a day in the life.

[mostlycloudy]

Who; Cloud Strife (mostlycloudy) and you!
What; Making his way downtown; some memory threads/catch-all
Where; Multiple Locations
When; Throughout January
Warnings; Only what may come up in memory threads; will update accordingly



Cloud's occupation took him many places in and outside the city, and he wasn't about to let the snow impede his progress. What was his occupation? Nothing in particular, and yet everything. He did odd-jobs for people around the city: clearing out direrats, eliminating giant roach infestations in the Docks, whatever someone might be willing to pay him for, really. Today he'd been lucky enough to have been near a merchant's stall when he'd overheard the man grumbling about needing some textiles delivered to the noble district. He knew there was a delivery service around town, but Tommy had enough clientele to share and Cloud could use the coin.

Later, his delivery made, he's making his way back south towards the markets when a glitter catches his attention from a small drift of snow and he stoops to retrieve it. He'd been paying enough attention to the network to know what it might mean, but curiosity won out in the end. A sharp intake of breath sounded as his fingers touched the crystal in the snow and images flooded his mind.

(OOC: If you'd like Cloud to have found one of your character's crystals, just let me know! You can PM this journal or hit me up on discord (vikael#0221) or plurk (vikael. If you'd like to simply run into him for general threads, feel free to start a prompt below!

Some prompts are closed for planned shenanigans! Also, if you'd like to have anyone find one of his memories, they're right here!)

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[cetrary]

"Yeah, it's him." She said quietly but with a firmness that said she also didn't really want to talk anymore about it.

"Is that so," she gave him a weird little forced smile and shook her head. "Hmm, are you going to get really corny and say you want to make me smile?"

[mostlycloudy]

"No." Even if he'd been planning on saying it, he definitely wouldn't be doing it now. He frowned, though, uncertain of where to even begin. Aside from being competitive and loving flowers, he's beginning to realize he doesn't really know that much about her.

Maybe that was something. "But...we could do...things together. What...what would you want to do, if you weren't running for your life?" Because that was an important distinction from how their interactions had been back home.

[cetrary]

"So you don't want to make me smile?" She put a hand to her chest. "That hurts." Maybe that was a tiny bit mean of her to keep teasing him. Somehow she could imagine Watts giving her a look for it.

She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "That's a good question. It's not really something I've ever thought too much about. My life wasn't too bad all things considered."

[mostlycloudy]

He made a frustrated sound in his throat. "That's not what I said." Nor what he'd meant. Sometimes, it felt like she did these things on purpose.

"Okay, so...what did you like to do?"

[cetrary]

"Kiiinda was close!" That's because she did, Cloud. That's because she did.

"Hmm," she scrunched her eyebrows up thoughtfully. "I liked taking care of my flowers, but I already do that plenty here." Truth be told she wasn't entirely sure how to answer the rest of the question. Any other answer she could think of involved mentioning Zack and she was trying not to do that for both their sakes. "I liked helping everyone in the sector!" That doesn't count, Aerith.

[mostlycloudy]

His eyebrows rose slightly at her answer, and he remembered something Jacob told him that evidently applied to Aerith, too. They apparently both needed hobbies.

He looked thoughtful for a moment, thinking about what they could do, and then he remembered something they'd discussed before.

"I know it's weird, for...doing things together, but what about the arena? That was fun." And he meant it. He'd been hesitant at first, but she'd really held her own, and not only that, they'd worked really well together.

[cetrary]

Aerith looked both surprised and excited at his suggestion. "Are you sure you wouldn't be too worried about me?" she bumped him with her hip and gave him a grin. "Lets give it a try."

[mostlycloudy]

"Of course I will." And that wasn't a lie. He'd wanted to protect her from the moment he'd met her, but he couldn't protect everyone, and Aerith was actually capable of doing a lot of protecting of her.

"But that doesn't mean we can't do it."

[cetrary]

She smiled and took his hand. "Sounds like we have our first real date then, huh?" Someday they'd have to talk about other things too. Like why there was a certain amount of sadness in her eyes even as she smiled. But that wasn't a concern right now.

[mostlycloudy]

"Yeah, I guess so." He smiled slightly, to spite himself. It was a weird date, at an arena, joining a battle as a team, but somehow, it seemed appropriate. The sadness in her eyes went unnoticed in his own confusion.