Find the answers (Closed)
Characters: thishealingwind & de-faulty-hero
Location: Aerith & Zack's apartment
Rating: G
Time: December 24th, Mid-morning
Description: He leaving morning training early because of the snow and drops in on a friendly face. Unfortunately, there is bad news for them both, and comfort is required.
The falling snow as well as the stuff already on the ground made his outside training regiment more difficult. He had made the attempt to do what he could, but his healing bruises and the wet cold was only frustrating his efforts. Eventually, he decided to give up, now seriously considering training indoors for the duration of the snow fall season here. He wasn't expecting it to be long, but then again, this was a desert so things tended to happen in extremes.
Most people were busy with doing that holiday 'Christmas' thing, but he didn't know enough about it or care enough to find out. Instead, he avoided the shops and headed to a familiar area of town on his way back to his apartment. It had been a long time since he had dropped in on his friends, and he never made it a regular occurrence for fear of getting in their way. Plus, he had wanted to give them time together to sort out whatever odd relationship things they seemed to be struggling under. Neither would admit what everyone knew was true, so who knew what stage they were at now.
It brought up the struggling confusion that he was suffering under as well, but he pushed it down as he padded down the hallway to the appropriate door. He paused there, considering how to approach. Maybe he should have called first instead of just showing up unannounced as he was. He decided it didn't entirely matter since they were either here or out doing Watch stuff. Given he was no longer in the Watch, he didn't know either of their schedules. Maybe they were just getting ready to head out.
Lifting a hand, he rapped on the door and waited to see if there would be an answer. If not, he could call and leave a message for a possible get together when they had time. He was only taking care of his injured Weapon at the moment after all. He rubbed a hand through his hair, trying lamely to make his hair sit down for even a second.
Location: Aerith & Zack's apartment
Rating: G
Time: December 24th, Mid-morning
Description: He leaving morning training early because of the snow and drops in on a friendly face. Unfortunately, there is bad news for them both, and comfort is required.
The falling snow as well as the stuff already on the ground made his outside training regiment more difficult. He had made the attempt to do what he could, but his healing bruises and the wet cold was only frustrating his efforts. Eventually, he decided to give up, now seriously considering training indoors for the duration of the snow fall season here. He wasn't expecting it to be long, but then again, this was a desert so things tended to happen in extremes.
Most people were busy with doing that holiday 'Christmas' thing, but he didn't know enough about it or care enough to find out. Instead, he avoided the shops and headed to a familiar area of town on his way back to his apartment. It had been a long time since he had dropped in on his friends, and he never made it a regular occurrence for fear of getting in their way. Plus, he had wanted to give them time together to sort out whatever odd relationship things they seemed to be struggling under. Neither would admit what everyone knew was true, so who knew what stage they were at now.
It brought up the struggling confusion that he was suffering under as well, but he pushed it down as he padded down the hallway to the appropriate door. He paused there, considering how to approach. Maybe he should have called first instead of just showing up unannounced as he was. He decided it didn't entirely matter since they were either here or out doing Watch stuff. Given he was no longer in the Watch, he didn't know either of their schedules. Maybe they were just getting ready to head out.
Lifting a hand, he rapped on the door and waited to see if there would be an answer. If not, he could call and leave a message for a possible get together when they had time. He was only taking care of his injured Weapon at the moment after all. He rubbed a hand through his hair, trying lamely to make his hair sit down for even a second.