A Pleasant Aftermath...Until They Get Home.

May 19, 2008 15:10

Who: Cloud Strife and Sephiroth
What: Sephiroth seeks sanctuary with Cloud. Cloud does the unavoidable and introduces him to AVALANCHE, with not so expected results.
Where: Edge of a forest to Seventh Heaven Bar
When: After this nws thread.
Rating: PG-13 to R? There might be some violence involved.

((Not a part of spiral_rpg.))

He's a grown man, and yet no matter how much water he splashes on his face, he can't stop blushing. )

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just_a_proxy May 19 2008, 23:05:26 UTC
Cloud nods, hands dropping down to his holster and tugging on a strap. He's still looking up at Sephiroth as he tightens one, hands and fingers having done this same task so many times that he doesn't require more than half his attention to the task.

"Did it hurt?" Cloud asks softly.

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keepsreturning May 19 2008, 23:10:10 UTC
"It did," Sephiroth answers with a nod. "I'd have been rather surprised if it hadn't."

If Cloud has ever wondered just how Sephiroth gets his boots on, now would be his chance to find out, as Sephiroth's got one in hand by now and is busily pulling it on.

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just_a_proxy May 19 2008, 23:15:15 UTC
Cloud watches him, watches the process and can't quite hide a smirk as Sephiroth continues to slip the boot on and buckle his belts. Honestly. That much leather would be excessive on anyone else.

He scoots forward on his seat as Sephiroth reaches for the next, hand holding out for the other boot. The hand is expectant, but Sephiroth is free to forego Cloud's help.

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keepsreturning May 19 2008, 23:31:16 UTC
Well, yes, there is that. But it's ... oddly fitting that he should wear the same leather-and-steel as the sword he wields, given what ShinRa had made him into. That and he manages to pull the look off rather well.

There's a blink at Cloud's offer and then offers over his other boot. Of course, in doing so, he might give Cloud a rather decent look at the back of Sephiroth's ungloved hand, but well... that's unavoidable really.

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just_a_proxy May 19 2008, 23:45:40 UTC
Cloud's hand pauses in its reach for the boot, fingers brushing the leather, his eyes widening as they catch sight of the tattooed digit on Sephiroth's hand.

He stares, can't help staring, soulful eyes unblinking and fixed on the black coloring. Old feelings surface like deceptive dreams, ready to sting and hurt and twist his core. The faint sound of a pleading voice, asking for a number, asking to matter, to belong, to exist as something...not so unwanted. Not so easily discarded.

"I...I don't..." Cloud hides his left hand, newly gloved not ten minutes ago, behind his back.

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