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Who: Zack Fair i_love_squats and Cara rahl-loyalist and Cloud mirageof_deceit
When: Today
Where: Cloud and Cara’s Apartment
Format: Paragraph
What: Cara wants to talk to Zack. In person. He’s pretty sure he should be afraid. And Cloud, well, he wants to watch.
Warnings: N/a?
A meeting. A meeting with a pretty blonde woman. Normally this would set someone on cloud nine, put them in a glowing mood, make them get flowers and zip on over with a grin on their face and a spring in their step.
Zack, however, attached his sword and took the long way.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see Cara (he did! he rather liked her!); it was the ominous nature of the transmission. The need to talk. Their meeting in person. The knowledge he had about her and Cloud. Did she know that he knew what they did? Was she going to threaten him to keep his mouth shut? Was she going to sew his lips shut for good measure?
He wouldn’t put it past her. It’s not like she known for her cookie baking and scrapbooking; she had the reputation of being…well… short. Abrasive. Dare he say, violent?
But he liked her, found her to be a comrade. Trusted her, which is why he liked his best friend with her. Should he tell her that?
No! Then she’ll know I know. Just have to play dumb. Shouldn’t be too hard.
Even the slow route to the apartment was rather quick, and soon he was knocking on the door, shifting his weight from foot to foot slowly. Shiva, but he hoped her weapons were stored on the other end of the place rather than in her hands. Please. Please.
When: Today
Where: Cloud and Cara’s Apartment
Format: Paragraph
What: Cara wants to talk to Zack. In person. He’s pretty sure he should be afraid. And Cloud, well, he wants to watch.
Warnings: N/a?
A meeting. A meeting with a pretty blonde woman. Normally this would set someone on cloud nine, put them in a glowing mood, make them get flowers and zip on over with a grin on their face and a spring in their step.
Zack, however, attached his sword and took the long way.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see Cara (he did! he rather liked her!); it was the ominous nature of the transmission. The need to talk. Their meeting in person. The knowledge he had about her and Cloud. Did she know that he knew what they did? Was she going to threaten him to keep his mouth shut? Was she going to sew his lips shut for good measure?
He wouldn’t put it past her. It’s not like she known for her cookie baking and scrapbooking; she had the reputation of being…well… short. Abrasive. Dare he say, violent?
But he liked her, found her to be a comrade. Trusted her, which is why he liked his best friend with her. Should he tell her that?
No! Then she’ll know I know. Just have to play dumb. Shouldn’t be too hard.
Even the slow route to the apartment was rather quick, and soon he was knocking on the door, shifting his weight from foot to foot slowly. Shiva, but he hoped her weapons were stored on the other end of the place rather than in her hands. Please. Please.