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Cloud's Sword(s-maybe plural. We'll see) andaateikaahrr June 10 2010, 20:18:28 UTC
There was a pleasant skip to his foot as he trailed down the streets and popped in the flourishing park of Solamente. Suppose there was something he could find in all these missing tragedies. Suppose something he could polish off and keep, make it a treasure to hold onto, well - that is - until the owner comes to claim it.

A soft sigh, he really didn't like to bother with such tedious work, but he thought on the latter opportunities versus the annoyance of shuffling through the dark for dropped items.

Oh, he's going hunting, he's a hunter! A small purr came close to a giggle, but the lips were too lazy to move. Fingers reached to play on his braid as he leaned forward to push aside some rubble. No doubt more ... morsels .. of Madison Square. Such a shame, and that woman he helped pull from the fallen building ended up showing up at his shop not long after.

"Hnn, oohhh~ what do we have here," pushing, pulling, squatting and grimacing. Finally he pulled out a very long "butter knife.." because proper swords were much thinner.

He laughed.

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