Day 30: Staff, Morning

[damned_nurses]

Burly orderlies and agile Calm Effect nurses flooded the cafeteria from the Courtyard while regular hall nurses filed in from the Sun Room and ushered out those not involved in the rebellion. It indeed seemed as if Landel was sending out all the cavalry, and an effective cavalry they were: The riot didn't continue for much longer after the alarm

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[dawning_dreams]

Cid felt tired when he got back to his room, and he hadn't even been one of the damn rioters. Hell, he kinda wish he had, but then he wouldn't have had the leisure to flop down on his cot and... do nothing.

Shit, this place really was killing his brain cells. What the hell did they put in the food, engine oil? And speaking of engine oil, he wondered what the hell kind of transportation they used around here. Sure, there were buses from that field trip mentioned in the bulletins that he'd apparently slept through, but he doubted Head Doc traveled the country in a Greychocobo, and there must've been some kind of garage somewhere. Of course, there was also the question of how the hell an endless supply of chumps seemed to be constantly cycled through the Institute's halls, and though Cid already had a theory on that, he didn't want to think too hard about it.

See? His thoughts started rising up against him like some punk kid. You ain't getting dumber, you're just getting scareder.Cid thought his brain had a pretty good sense of humor

[dawning_dreams]

[[ SORRY. D: I kinda realized that later after I made the post kldaklsfd. If it's any consolation, Cid'll have NO IDEA what he's talking about anyway? 8D And neither will I? ]]

Nathan hadn't been wrong about Cid's preconceptions of government, though given where he came from, he had some good reasons for the negativity. Cid tried to take that into account as he heard the other man's words - tried to think, hey, maybe that world's government was more like the times before Shin-Ra than like Shin-Ra itself, but he still couldn't wrap his mind around the comment. After all, why the hell would someone throw away the sky for something like that? He'd heard of some war heroes going into Shin-Ra management as soon they'd gotten some clout with the public, but those guys were scumbags and Cid found himself sorely disappointed that the other airman might be that brand of asshole

[fly_petrelli]

Two pilots from two different worlds. Nathan supposed it made sense that he had no idea what a Shin-Ra P56 Monstrenco was, though he imagined that, unless Gaia or whatever was drastically different from his own home, they were used for the same end.

Really. War stories and technological babble wasn't really his expertise.

"I guess we're not. But flying's flying, right?" Even though he was all to aware that that was hardly the case in personal experience.

[dawning_dreams]

"Damn right," Cid managed a smirk, and though he wanted real bad to ask for gross detail on what an F-15 Eagle was, he held back for the sake of his pride. The man was his roomie, after all, which meant they'd probably be seeing a good amount of each other unless Nathan disappeared ominously like the last guy.

"So, I'm guessin' from what you said that you still fly now, right?" Cid asked as he leaned against the wall on the side of his bed, trying to look calm and cool even if he still felt really damn excited.

[fly_petrelli]

Nathan had to laugh at that. It was possible that, if he spilled the beans, Cid would be interested, even a little envious, considering how much he obviously loved to fly. Still, reservations remained ever-present, the result of a long, long time spent ignoring and holding back and wishing his ability would disappear for the sake of his career. Nathan just sighed.

"Yeah. I still fly." He probably didn't even have to ask whether Cid did or not.

[dawning_dreams]

[ On second thought ::so fickle:: I figured out another topic Cid would pursue in the conversation, so if you want to backthread until nightshift, that could work! Or ending the convo could too. Either way, YOU KNOW I'M COOL WITH ANYTHING. <333 ]

"That's great," Cid grinned, absentmindedly reaching into his pants pocket for a cigarette that didn't exist. The pilot stared down at his empty palm as he pulled it out again, wondering what amount of relaxation he must've achieved if he'd forgotten, even for just a split second, the craphole situation he'd landed himself in.

In any case, even if the guy was in politics, he still flew, so... heh, he could still be an asshole; pilots tended to be arrogant dicks as far as the stereotype went, and ...well, Cid's own personality wasn't helping the cause

[fly_petrelli]

"Oh, just the usual," Nathan replied casually, with a grin that would probably imply that he was kidding. "Guys flying through the air, women punching holes in walls, office workers learning how to travel back in time..." His tone turned somber again as he realized he was in the same boat, wishing against all hope that there was some way...

But you couldn't get do-overs like that. Not in his world, not in this one. The hard truth of it was plain as day. He sighed again, for at least the thousandth time that hour.

"I haven't heard of anyone bringing the dead back to life, though."

[dawning_dreams]

"Right, right," Cid snorted good-naturedly in response to Nathan's joking, waving a hand at him as he looked away. The pilot didn't really notice the other man's expression turn somber, instead arching a brow thoughtfully and beginning to ramble himself. "Though I gotta say, in my world, one of my buddies, Tifa... man, she could punch through that and worse, and then I guess we have, y'know, sentient alien plagues, but..."

The pilot trailed off from his interruptive muttering as soon as Nathan added his last sentence. Cid blinked at his roomie, looking simultaneously amazed and dubious.

"Wait, y'serious?" As far as Cid's life experience went, he himself had some pretty sweet jumping skills, and then Tifa could kick ass, and then there was the sentient alien plague, but aside from some Haste-casting to speed movement up, he'd never heard of anyone achieving actual time travel.

So if Nathan's world actually had that... well, it could clear shit up, that was for sure.