Day 48: Courtyard

[thatdamnedninja]

"I could tell you some stories," Yuffie suggested brightly, "of unquestionable legality." Illegality, that was. Petty little things like the law didn't usually mean very much to her, except for the times when she had to uphold it. Always fun for the breaking, though, the law, and messy for the clean-up. Just the way she liked it

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Claude wasn't sure why she'd apologize, unless she really had been implying that he was naive. He did believe it was better to keep your chin up during hard times, though. Moping around and only seeing the negative part of everything would accomplish nothing, and that was especially so for tough situations. Not that he was always the best at listening to his own advice, but he did try, particularly when he was around other people.

Either way, she hadn't seemed malicious in her words, so Claude tried not to take it personally. Instead, he stood up from where he'd been sitting and turned to grasp Tifa's hand in a brief, but warm handshake. "Nice to meet you, Tifa," he brightly replied as he returned her smile. "I'm Claude."

The fact she was so new explained why he hadn't recognized her. Describing this place as pretty interesting was putting it mildly, but maybe Tifa had seen some crazy things in her lifetime.

As for how he got here...that was something he wished he knew. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "One day I was doing my own thing, and the next I woke up here with no idea of how it happened. It's like that for everyone." Whatever methods Landel was using to take people from such diverse times and places was bound to be more technologically advanced than anything he'd ever known. Not only that, but he was certain that it consumed massive amounts of energy. The question was not only what he was doing, but how he managed to do it so consistently and efficiently.