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Who: Cid Highwind [teaisfortobacco]; Shera [ongroundedwings]
When: After arriving in Midgar.
Location: Aboard the Shera, in their bedroom.
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Shera needs to talk to Cid, so Cid goes to meet her in the bedroom AND AS RENO PUTS IT "NOT BANG HIS SMOKIN' WIFE" SO DON'T EVEN TAKE THIS WRONG YOU PERVERTS.
Once they landed near Midgar, Cid had promptly made an announcement ordering any and all passengers to abandon ship. To make this gesture clear, he even did a round of the ship to make sure any stowaways hadn't decided to be smart about it.
However, the check didn't last long, as Shera had wanted to talk to him about something, and in all honesty, he felt he needed to talk to her, too. Ever since the damn weird message she mentioned hearing, they hadn't had time to discuss it in full, and so Cid assumed (or, hoped) that this was what was on her mind. Even if it wasn't what she inteded to talk about, he was intent on bringing it up anyway.
So, after the short check, he went to meet her in their makeshift living quarters as she had asked, closing the door behind him and lighting a smoke as he did so. Letting out an exhale of smoke, and a sigh of relief, he looked around the room for her. "Alright, what did you need to talk about?"
When: After arriving in Midgar.
Location: Aboard the Shera, in their bedroom.
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Shera needs to talk to Cid, so Cid goes to meet her in the bedroom AND AS RENO PUTS IT "NOT BANG HIS SMOKIN' WIFE" SO DON'T EVEN TAKE THIS WRONG YOU PERVERTS.
Once they landed near Midgar, Cid had promptly made an announcement ordering any and all passengers to abandon ship. To make this gesture clear, he even did a round of the ship to make sure any stowaways hadn't decided to be smart about it.
However, the check didn't last long, as Shera had wanted to talk to him about something, and in all honesty, he felt he needed to talk to her, too. Ever since the damn weird message she mentioned hearing, they hadn't had time to discuss it in full, and so Cid assumed (or, hoped) that this was what was on her mind. Even if it wasn't what she inteded to talk about, he was intent on bringing it up anyway.
So, after the short check, he went to meet her in their makeshift living quarters as she had asked, closing the door behind him and lighting a smoke as he did so. Letting out an exhale of smoke, and a sigh of relief, he looked around the room for her. "Alright, what did you need to talk about?"