Glasses of Water
Tch. Damn heat it's like the 100th night in a row where I'm melting down and awake. =_= Tomorrow (today, if you want to get technical) I have a job interview in a bookstore - curiously the same one I used to get my manga from and always said I'd love to work at <3 It's not exactly around the corner and it's going to be even worse today. Gah! Why don't the damn buses have AC?! I'm gonna die...
Anyways, haven't done much lately except whine, melt and playing Dissidia. I should start replaying Crisis Core seriously but I guess I'm too addicted to Dissidia now. Pff, it doesn't surprise me Cloud is the only one able to properly smash the Dream's End stage for some Battlegen. Buster Sword/First Tsurugi is definitely made to smash things and opponents alike. But my best character so far has been Squall, whose battle style I wasn't very fond of at the beginning. Guess I pwn mostly with everybody in different ways save for the Onion Knight. Gosh I just can't fight with the kid.
Also, gonna apply at timeandtides with Zack. I hope I can remain there for a while >_>;; I just wrote the third person sample - at least I make myself productive in these terrible nights. Lol have fun reading, Zack is so dorkastic. And generally dead too (lol worst pun ever).
Too late, too late! That was the only thought on Zack Fair's mind, SOLDIER First Class extraordinaire as he ran through the great lobby of the headquarters. Oh sweet Shiva of the Planet, the general was going to kill him this time! He was fashionably late for the supervision of the rookies' training! Although in ShinRa building it wasn't unusual to spot a mad Zack dashing along the corridors for some meeting or the like but that's when he'd been Second Class and not directly under Sephiroth's eyes. In short - he was screwed.
One good thing about being a SOLDIER is that you actually had a decent amount of control over your body so you could avoid some painful collisions with underpaid workers running almost solely on the black dregs that passed for instant coffee in the company - there was a conspiracy theory calling for Hojo tinkering with even that. Since then the Turks had established their own special brand of the dark liquid - heavenly for some, disgusting for others like Zack who wouldn't touch the thing with a ten foot pole (not that he needed to).
He comes to a halt in front of the elevator and patiently waits for it to come down. One second...two...perhaps the stairs would be faster. Yes, he'll certainly be taking the stairs, hopping the steps two on two. He reaches the 49th floor on record time - that should totally go together with his squats record - and barely manages not to topple over Tseng, who only registers the near accident with a mere raise of an eyebrow. He sallutes him with a lopsided grin and rushes down the corridor, breathing a sigh of relief when he finds only the skittish cadets waiting for their first training supervised by the general. Oh thank Odin, the deities were being generous today. Suddenly, the hairs on the end of his neck stand up as an impending feeling of doom rushes through him. He barely has time to stiffen like a board when he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder and that icy cold tone everyone had come to dare, especially when directed at them. He wonders idly if he'll have the chance to write home before Masamune makes short work of him. Great start for his promising career.
I know there's probably some issue regarding the switching of verb tenses - haven't reread it yet and now I'm gonna try to get some sleep though that verges on the impossible. See you guys around~
Anyways, haven't done much lately except whine, melt and playing Dissidia. I should start replaying Crisis Core seriously but I guess I'm too addicted to Dissidia now. Pff, it doesn't surprise me Cloud is the only one able to properly smash the Dream's End stage for some Battlegen. Buster Sword/First Tsurugi is definitely made to smash things and opponents alike. But my best character so far has been Squall, whose battle style I wasn't very fond of at the beginning. Guess I pwn mostly with everybody in different ways save for the Onion Knight. Gosh I just can't fight with the kid.
Also, gonna apply at timeandtides with Zack. I hope I can remain there for a while >_>;; I just wrote the third person sample - at least I make myself productive in these terrible nights. Lol have fun reading, Zack is so dorkastic. And generally dead too (lol worst pun ever).
Too late, too late! That was the only thought on Zack Fair's mind, SOLDIER First Class extraordinaire as he ran through the great lobby of the headquarters. Oh sweet Shiva of the Planet, the general was going to kill him this time! He was fashionably late for the supervision of the rookies' training! Although in ShinRa building it wasn't unusual to spot a mad Zack dashing along the corridors for some meeting or the like but that's when he'd been Second Class and not directly under Sephiroth's eyes. In short - he was screwed.
One good thing about being a SOLDIER is that you actually had a decent amount of control over your body so you could avoid some painful collisions with underpaid workers running almost solely on the black dregs that passed for instant coffee in the company - there was a conspiracy theory calling for Hojo tinkering with even that. Since then the Turks had established their own special brand of the dark liquid - heavenly for some, disgusting for others like Zack who wouldn't touch the thing with a ten foot pole (not that he needed to).
He comes to a halt in front of the elevator and patiently waits for it to come down. One second...two...perhaps the stairs would be faster. Yes, he'll certainly be taking the stairs, hopping the steps two on two. He reaches the 49th floor on record time - that should totally go together with his squats record - and barely manages not to topple over Tseng, who only registers the near accident with a mere raise of an eyebrow. He sallutes him with a lopsided grin and rushes down the corridor, breathing a sigh of relief when he finds only the skittish cadets waiting for their first training supervised by the general. Oh thank Odin, the deities were being generous today. Suddenly, the hairs on the end of his neck stand up as an impending feeling of doom rushes through him. He barely has time to stiffen like a board when he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder and that icy cold tone everyone had come to dare, especially when directed at them. He wonders idly if he'll have the chance to write home before Masamune makes short work of him. Great start for his promising career.
I know there's probably some issue regarding the switching of verb tenses - haven't reread it yet and now I'm gonna try to get some sleep though that verges on the impossible. See you guys around~