[Now here's a face that hasn't been around on DEMISE for a while. She smiles brightly on the screen, with a background view of her kitchen that looks like a tornado blew through. The mess is also apparent on her dress and left cheek with smudges of unidentifiable, somewhat radioactive-colored goop. Clearly she's been experimenting with the cook
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Well... when I figure it out, I'll let you know. [She smiles pleasantly at the screen.] So, Mister Strife, have you been taking care of yourself? How many injuries have you racked up this time, hmm?
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I... only my hand lately. I've been good otherwise.
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Yup. I told you I was in charge of dessert for our get together, right? It has to be perfect!
[She smiles at that.] I'm glad. I heard you're heading into battle soon. Am I invited too?
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I... I'll be on the front lines. I think you would do very well as a medic? There are a few of them, and no doubt they'll be needed during the fight.
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[Aerith looks back up at the screen.] Of course. Though... I thought you didn't want anything to do with this war, Cloud. Why are you doing this all of a sudden?
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[He didn't want to be in this war] There are kids out there who shouldn't be in the warzone. I fight to preserve their innocence.
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Playing by your own rules, hmm? [Her eyebrows raise in amusement.] Well... I guess I have no choice but to follow you 'til the end.
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Don't I always? Dr. Watson is a good man to talk to about being a medic.
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Alright. Just don't leave without me, okay Cloud?
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I won't. I think we head out early though.
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Mm. [Nod.] Yes sir!
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...What if I mixed them with sugar before I put them in?
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[Cue a 360 change in mood as she pops in an olive and munches.] ... Hmm. [Cogs are turning in her mind.] Maybe it doesn't need sugar after all!
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