Who would be up at THIS hour?

[soldierbait]

[It's early dawn over Midgar, a light drizzle blanketing the city in a wet haze. In forty five minutes, the army grounds will be filled with platoons of soldiers going through their morning PT. Right now it's only Cadet Strife, sprinting around the track at top speed

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[angealistic]

[Angeal was heading out, when a certain golden flash caught his eyes. Well someone was certainly pushing themselves. Pups in training. A real endearing sight. He couldn't help the bit of inspiration he felt from seeing the cadets working their best to be better, not only for themselves but for the world.]

Hey! How'd you do, kid?

[soldierbait]

[Cloud glanced up in surprise at the First Class SOLDIER, then broke out in a sweaty grin. It figures that Commander Hewley would be up at this hour. He did his best to snap to attention despite fatigue.]

Six minutes... sir!

[angealistic]

Good job! You know the best record to ever beat is your own.

[He chuckled, oh.. youth.]

So, what's your name.

[soldierbait]

[Still catching his breath, Cloud managed a much stiffer pose when responding to that question.]

Cadet Cloud Strife, Rifle Corps, 53rd Infantry Division, sir!

[ivorygunslinger]

[Someone else is out on the training field as well, green eyes tracking the cadet's progress with slight interest. The rain dampens long silver hair and slides off leather that encased his body, but this person did not seem to be interested in seeking shelter anytime soon.

He merely watched, half the one running and half the world around him. He had never been outside before...and wasn't supposed to be. The fools thinking he was tamed.]

[soldierbait]

[Not realizing he has an audience, Cloud raises a fist to the sky in a silent gesture of victory, smiling into the rain. When he turns to make his way back to his barracks, Cloud is a little startled by the presence of someone else. At first, his eyes go wide in shock at the black leather outfit and trademark long silver hair. After a moment he realizes it's not actually General Sephiroth. But who could it be? Cloud walks closer with a bit of trepidation.]

Are you with the Shinra military?

[ivorygunslinger]

[Who? Well, one of the Science Department's grab at greatness, of course. He lets his thoughts stop wandering as the cadet wanders closer, zeroing in on him...Hm.]

With SOLDIER.

[soldierbait]

[Even though Zack likes to tease him about it, Cloud can't help the fleeting look of fascinated admiration that crosses his face. He recognizes most of the SOLDIERs stationed in Midgar, but maybe this guy just finished training in Junon or something.]

Are you one of the new 3rd Class?