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Somewhere outside of Traverse Town

Apr 21, 2006 02:41

Setting: Abandoned Area a few hours walk outside of Traverse Town
Character(s): Veld Dragoon (volenteonolente)and Cid Highwind (drinkyourtea)
Status: [Completed]
Summary: Veld wakes up in a lab and takes a walk. Cid, also walking, meets up with Veld and old man bonding begins.

( Completed: Veld and Cid are shopping... no, honest, they are. )

neutral, traverse_town, veld_dragoon

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Really, Cid is great at making friends. drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 04:59:26 UTC

Traverse Town had settled into the early hours of the evening. Many were in their homes leaving only the brave few, the ones left with the sometimes-boring task of patrol, to prowl the streets. Except, tonight, Cid Highwind found himself a little ways from town ( ... )

Re: Oh, so is Veld! He just inspires people to hug him... volenteonolente April 23 2006, 05:24:18 UTC

Veld had spent the better part of an hour reading some papers that had been littered about the lab during his walk. Even though the reports claimed that the heartless were mindless creatures that attacked everything in the area, he'd only seen a cluster that ran from him chittering madly.

"someone out there? Show yer goddamn self!"The voice was familiar… Veld had heard it before. His head still was all jumbled up, it wasn't Vincent's voice, however. Veld knew that voice ( ... )

And Cid has so much empathy it's frightening! drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 05:58:17 UTC

"Eh?" Cid snapped right back, forgetting that he was supposed to be cautious. He was outside of town. By himself. In the fucking dark. It didn't stop the man from running his mouth off. "Who the hell are you callin' a punk? I oughta teach ya to mind yer fuckin' manners! I'll--"

His words faltered, however, when the stranger was completely visible. Cid's face screwed up like he'd just taken a sip of three-day-old, stale tea. The cigarette that'd been wildly bouncing up and down between his lips fell out, extinguishing itself upon impact with the ground.

The man's face hit him like a wrench over the head. He knew for certain that this character was familiar, although to what degree he could not determine. His mind instantly went to ShinRa and then, for some reason, the Turks. Cid wasn't caught in awe because of his brain's inability to turn those squeaky gears in his head, though. He was more concerned with what the fuck happened to make this guy such a bloody mess? He'd worry about the familiarity later ( ... )

Re: Yes, obviously, he and Veld will have to hold each other at the beauty of life! Wilting flowers. volenteonolente April 23 2006, 06:20:18 UTC

Veld smirked at the slaughterhouse comment, usually, of course, he was the slaughter house. Things were coming into place. The man in front of him was someone he'd spoken to before. Someone from ShinRa.

But not from here.

"Where am I?" Veld asked slowly, brown eyes looking around. For a place "infested" with the "heartless" Veld wasn't impressed. His hand twitched to his hip then, though there was nothing there.

What was he reaching for?

To cover the motion, Veld slid his hand into his pocket and waited to hear the younger - he knew that this blond man was younger - man speak.

It brings emo tears to my eyes. drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 06:37:37 UTC

"A bit outside 'o Traverse Town," Cid answered, top lip slightly curled now. His gut instinct told him this man was bad news, but it wasn't often he'd let that little voice bother him. He recognized this character, but for the life of him couldn't place a name. Perhaps it'd come to him? Right now, he'd forget about it.

I am not gettin' fuckin' senile yet.

It was okay for him to give this thought some time, right? ...Right!?

"Where ya from?" Cid asked, finally lowering his spear all the way. The refugees were sometimes a little fuzzy-brained, he remembered, so it was best to ask small questions first. ...Or was that it at all? He should start paying better attention to those fucking meetings the Resistance held...

Re: shh don't mention the emo tears, you know how delicate they are. volenteonolente April 23 2006, 06:43:53 UTC

"Traverse..." Veld's brows drew together.

Veld thought for a moment, but he couldn't remember where he was from. He didn't know where he was born, but he never knew that. He didn't have any clear memories of his childhood. A bloody jail at fifteen didn't count.

"You're from Rocket Town." He told the blond man.

Yes, it wasn't Rocket Town then, of course, it hadn't even had a name. ShinRa actually named something...

ShinRa! Now he was getting somewhere.

Cid's powers of deduction amaze me! drinkyourtea April 23 2006, 07:01:06 UTC

Veld had to excuse Cid while he had a 'what the fuck' moment. His face screwed up again before stubbornly relaxing.

"Shit," he began in a gruff voice, "haven't heard that name in awhile. Yeah, I am. How d'ya know that, though?" Cid had not seen anyone else from his world in...damn, it'd been a long time. He was sure they'd been lost or perhaps found another world to crash course on. At least, he hoped so. Honestly, Cid only wished death on the unfortunate few who pissed him off in unimaginable ways.

...It could be argued, then, that he'd like to rip quite a few holes in quite a few people, but that's not the point.

"You from the--" Cid started again, but stopped. The Planet. It was the missing piece he needed. "Hey, now I remember you!" The pilot bared his teeth but not threateningly. For just a second he was like a puppy that'd just found a big bone to chew on. "Yer from ShinRa? The Turks? Yeah, I remember you. Fucking eons ago, that was ( ... )

Re: now, what do you expect him to be? A rocket scientist? :D volenteonolente April 23 2006, 07:07:15 UTC

"Veld Dragoon, Turks." He answered, automatically.

Veld shifted his weight, crossing his arms over his chest. Yes… now he remembered. Punks in the Air Training Units, tried to start a fight with one of his kids, he'd had to come in and sit them on their asses properly.

"Highwind." He filled in the only name he recalled for the blond.

Something told Veld that they were both a very long way from home.

...Cid and science are scary to mix sometimes. o.O drinkyourtea April 24 2006, 00:38:54 UTC

Obviously Veld had the better memory of the two because Cid sure as hell couldn't figure out why he was automatically bugged by the man's voice. Usually he remembered people that irked him. Ah well, it was probably one of those late night brain cramps. The kind that came around when you're too damn tired to be doing this shit all the time.

"Well, Dragoon, now that that's sorted," he began after a second of silence, eyebrows casually narrowed. He might have been annoyed or that might have been his regular expression. It was doubtful anyone knew for sure. "I'm gonna have to take ya into town. 'Less you don't want clean clothes and a shower, that is. I don't fuckin' care either way and I'm thinkin' neither do you ( ... )

Veld and Cid should so host Mythbusters volenteonolente April 25 2006, 01:26:16 UTC

A shower would be wonderful, Veld thought without really looking like he was considering. He nodded in a professional manner. "Yes, a shower and a change of clothing would be nice." He hadn't failed to notice that the clothes he had on were not going to be good to be worn, oh, ever again.

His hand had stopped tapping, though, that was a good thing. No fits around new people.

Or maybe Cid Highwind didn't know about Veld's "problem". That would be really nice; he remembered that most of ShinRa treated him like a bomb of sorts. It used to make Vincent angry…

And then he remembered the rest of it. Vincent… god he had to find him. Veld had to say sorry.

He looked around again and frowned. "This is no where near Midgar… is it?"

And where were any of those little heartless? He had other questions, but best not to overload the other man. It would seem like an interrogation then.

*snicker* What things could they disprove? drinkyourtea April 25 2006, 21:11:10 UTC

Cid shook his head with a grunt. "Nope, no where fuckin' near it. Yer on a different world." He hadn't given Midgar much thought, really. It'd been awhile since he even considered those people. The way he figured..things would turn out the best if he just put it behind him.

Veld...well, Veld could do what he pleased. Cid wasn't around enough back then to catch wind of the man's fits, but he remembered hearing some rumors. Most of them shouldn't be spoken around children. Virgin ears were fragile.

"Well, c'mon then," Cid instructed with a nod of his head back towards town. He shouldered his weapon casually and turned slightly. "It ain't gettin' any lighter. The Heartless may be scarce 'round here now, but when it gets real dark a few will pop up here and there." They were more annoying than dangerous, really, but that was just Cid's opinion.

"I'll take ya to the little inn. You can stay there until morning."

If the attendant had a problem with that, she could just shove it.

LOTS of things, like... oh, if taking Cids smokes is really healthier than letting him smoke! volenteonolente April 26 2006, 05:16:35 UTC

Veld nodded, but didn't say thank you. He started following Cid, looking around. "The little black things, are those heartless?" He asked.

"And if you don't mind me asking, what year is it?" He was getting clothes, and a shower, and then he could find Vincent. Maybe Cid knew him. He'd ask later.

Square Enix did it...and look what happened! drinkyourtea April 28 2006, 05:11:29 UTC

Cid nodded to confirm Veld's first question, but didn't go into any further detail with it ( ... )

... that's not Cid, it's his LAME cousin. Cid kicks his ass a lot. volenteonolente April 30 2006, 09:10:02 UTC

Veld watched the dog skuttle off without a word and followed Cid Highwind. Memory issues seemed to be common, he wondered if other mental problems were. Veld noted the clothes were simple, and he'd probably take his gil to the nearest shop and try to get something.

"You, wouldn't… by chance, know a Vincent Valentine would you?" Veld asked, almost too late. Sooner or later, Cid would recall that the two of them hadn't seen eye to eye, Veld needed to ask that while he could.

They look too much alike to be cousins...! drinkyourtea May 1 2006, 22:23:32 UTC

Cid sees eye to eye with anyone...?

"Vincent Valentine?" Cid repeated, rubbing his stubby chin. He thought good and hard about the question since nothing initially popped into his head. Veld might have thought he'd lost Cid to his mental pondering if the pilot didn't suddenly snap his fingers. Eureka!

"Ah yeah, Valentine, yeah, I know that guy." Well, he didn't really know him, but who's keeping track of the specifics? "He worked with you, right? Haven't seen his ass in a long, long time." It was such a long time ago that he couldn't remember the last memory he had of the black-haired fellow.

Cid felt really senile lately...

"Why? Yer lookin' for him?"

uhm... twins whose parents were horribly set on the name "cid"? volenteonolente May 3 2006, 01:02:02 UTC

Veld frowned, the bits clinked into his memory, slow moving and grating together likes old stones. "I… I should be."

He let the silence drift in-between himself and Cid for a few more moments, trying to think about if he had actually ever spoken to Cid, or if he'd only loomed a lot. Trying to put together what the last thing he'd said to Vincent…

All that Veld knew was that he was going to have to say that he was sorry to Vincent. That was really, all that he'd felt was important.

"Yes, actually, I know that I am."

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