Zidane ♦ 001

[monkeyflirt]

Who:  monkeyflirt & all YOU lovely people.
Where: Espoir
Style: either!
Status: open

[Congratulations Somarium, you have attained (1) monkey!

Too bad he looks confused as heck, though. But wandering around never hurt anyone, right?] Hmm...this doesn't look like anywhere I've been on Gaia.

[He rubs the back of his head, and patted around.] Well, it looks

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[smokesinspace]

[have one grumpy pilot just having picked up his weekly stock of groceries...

only to be bumped by some group of noisy kids who just run off laughing and making faces at him. at first it's nothing until he realizes...they took his stuff.]

Hey! Get back here you goddamn brats! Just wait til I get my hands on you I'm gonna tan yer backsides so raw ya won't be able ta sit for a whole goddamn month-!!!!

[this has his TEA all right? he hasn't been able to get this brand in a while and if he loses even just an milligram-

brb, chasing after them while waving his spear around. yes. he carries the damn thing everywhere.]

[monkeyflirt]

[...Well that's a bit of a ruckus. It doesn't take him to find the source, and he raises his eyebrows as he runs to catch up Cid.]

Hey, do you need help?

[It sure looks like it, but it's a question that has to be asked anyway, right?

He's just...going to watch that spear, though. He doesn't exactly want to be impaled in a place he doesn't know yet.]

[smokesinspace]

[just gives monkey boy a passing glance-was that really a tail? anyway, whatever, there's more important things to worry about.

like his tea.]

Fucking brats stole my goddamn groceries! You wanna help? Shut yer trap and cut 'em off so I can give them an ass kickin' they'll never forget!

[monkeyflirt]

[Because tea is so important.]

I'll cut them off, but you can't hurt them!

[With that, he's darting off to do what Cid asked. He would definitely make sure the man wouldn't spear one of the kids.

...What a strange place already.]

[smokesinspace]

[damn right it is. better than beer, all right?]

Makin' no promises. [maybe a nice good ol' fashioned spanking. but he just continues on after them. stupid brats B|]

[monkeyflirt]

[True.

After a couple of maneuvers to get the children and himself into place, Zidane's able to cut the children off. He's used to tricks like this, after all.]

I got 'em! I think!

[What was so precious to this guy, anyway?]

[smokesinspace]

[and before they can try and scamper off, Cid is taking liberty just grabbing the two tykes by the collars of their shirt, his bags falling to the ground as they do.]

Stupid brats-if I catch you doin' that again you won't be sittin' for months! Now git. [and he sets them down, where they promptly flee. probably crying. who knows, he doesn't care.

he's just glad to get his stuff back. and no, he didn't forget about Zidane.]

Thanks for the help.

[monkeyflirt]

[He's just...watching the scene, when the older male addresses him again.]

You're welcome.

[Okay, now he's jogging over to Cid because...well, he's curious.]

What'd they steal, anyway?

[smokesinspace]

Just some special orders that's taken weeks ta come in. But it doesn't matter what they stole-just the fact they try ta get off stealin' pisses me off.

[monkeyflirt]

I guess. [A shrug.] I was just curious to know what was so valuable, is all.

[He smiles.] I'm Zidane.

[smokesinspace]

[a nod.]

Cid Highwind.

...You're one of those new ones, huh? [unless he's really been living under his rock garage/hangar for so long, a monkey tailed person was pretty hard to miss.]

[monkeyflirt]

It's nice to meet you, Cid. [He rubs the back of his head.] That should be easy to remember, since there's a guy named Cid back in my world too.

[...Though he wasn't anything like this Cid.] Yeah, I am. Is it that obvious?

[smokesinspace]

[just looks at him before grunting.] So long as he doesn't look like me. [since...it really wasn't the first time he heard that a) someone knew a Cid and/or b) they were the same person apparently.]

When you've been around this place as long as I have, you can pretty much tell who the greenhorns are.

[monkeyflirt]

Nah, can't say that he looks like you.

[He raises an eyebrow.] And how long have you been here for?

[smokesinspace]

[he is not happy.]

Shit, s'gotta be over a year now.

[monkeyflirt]

[Whoa!]

Wait, people really stay that long?!