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Characters: Cloud Strife (FF7), Cloud Strife (KH)
Content: One connected by darkness, one connected down to the cells. Seems like they're more alike than they assumed.
Location: One Irving Place
Time of day: Evening.
Warnings: None.
Was this something he wanted to discuss, even with another version of himself from another world?
And he'd had quite a few visitors over at the apartment lately. He hoped Aya wouldn't get angry or anything about the fact, though a part of him highly doubted it. She was trying to rescue them all from his island. She was actually getting out there and doing things while he sat around. He... shouldn't have been sitting around. He should have been helping. She could be kidnapped again or Eve would worry or...
But... everyone had worried when he went outside. When he'd been taken. Or maybe they were simply worried about leaving Eve unprotected. It seemed like the more logical choice.
Never mind that now. What passed passed, and now his biggest concern was the older him making his way over. He... didn't want to discuss about Sephiroth, even if the General swore he had changed. He'd even rejected his precious Jenova. That was serious.
He made his way carefully into the living room, a large, blue blanket draped over his shoulders and he sat down on the plush sofa, staring blankly at a television that refused to work. The door was left unlocked for when the older man arrived, and the apartment was kept clean, even with both him and Eve running about. A few drawings here and there, but nothing serious.
Content: One connected by darkness, one connected down to the cells. Seems like they're more alike than they assumed.
Location: One Irving Place
Time of day: Evening.
Warnings: None.
Was this something he wanted to discuss, even with another version of himself from another world?
And he'd had quite a few visitors over at the apartment lately. He hoped Aya wouldn't get angry or anything about the fact, though a part of him highly doubted it. She was trying to rescue them all from his island. She was actually getting out there and doing things while he sat around. He... shouldn't have been sitting around. He should have been helping. She could be kidnapped again or Eve would worry or...
But... everyone had worried when he went outside. When he'd been taken. Or maybe they were simply worried about leaving Eve unprotected. It seemed like the more logical choice.
Never mind that now. What passed passed, and now his biggest concern was the older him making his way over. He... didn't want to discuss about Sephiroth, even if the General swore he had changed. He'd even rejected his precious Jenova. That was serious.
He made his way carefully into the living room, a large, blue blanket draped over his shoulders and he sat down on the plush sofa, staring blankly at a television that refused to work. The door was left unlocked for when the older man arrived, and the apartment was kept clean, even with both him and Eve running about. A few drawings here and there, but nothing serious.