Comments | singularitylogs: He's as blind as he can be, Just sees what he wants to see

noliektinyspace in singularitylogs

He's as blind as he can be, Just sees what he wants to see

Nov 15, 2011 23:07

who: Cloud Strife, Raimi ManrychestMatthews, open!
what: In which Raimi picks up little children off the street into white vans, never to be seen againto find good homes for them. Okay, no, Cloud goes house-hunting.
where: Gibson
when: today!
warning(s): Raimi, possibly. And maybe Cloud, too.

( Nowhere Man can you see me at all? )

cloud strife, raimi matthews

Comments 9

fuckinghubble November 16 2011, 04:18:44 UTC

When you get to thinking about it, things were looking pretty okay for Raimi.

Sure, the state of things were still pretty fucked up. He was sure that he was also pretty dead back in his own world, so in actuality what did he have to lose? First his job, his livelihood was at stake, now his own life. Didn't exactly leave him with many options but to stay.

Not that there was much choice in leaving.

He'd like to think there was, though.

As much of a shut-in as he previously was, Raimi had taken to walking around a bit more often. Be it for the occasional supply runs or the hunt for smokes and emergency Bacardi, he actually had reason to go outside these days ( ... )

noliektinyspace November 16 2011, 04:47:45 UTC

Cloud had only been in the military a good year now. He wasn't all that experienced like some of those SOLDIERs were, so his reflexes were still a bit off. But he was paranoid enough to sleep lightly, and he'd definately heard that voice.

Snapping to attention, the gun was out, pointed at nothing in particular and too many varying directions to count. Once full consciousness caught up with him, however, he calmed down upon seeing one of the people he'd spoken to over the network - the one that'd talked down to him like he was wasting his life away just because he was in the military. Almost everyone his age joined, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out how that could possibly be wrong ( ... )

fuckinghubble November 16 2011, 05:19:57 UTC

This was just sad. Not just because of the kid, but the fact that there were many just like him. Born and blood-bred to the way of the gun.

Raimi didn't so much like guns. He didn't like being around people with them, or being at the opposite end of them. This he became quite familiar with fairly recently, being surrounded by military himself, a mile underneath any hope of familiarity that made sense.

"Surveying the area." Raimi echoed it, and it still sounded ridiculous. "You do realize you've got a map on you, right? There's nothing to survey. And what the hell are you doing sleeping on a bench."

When Raimi first showed up, he was pretty sure there was at least the barracks that were open to him. Some private, albeit less than comfortable quarters were also available.

This was entirely unnecessary.

noliektinyspace November 16 2011, 05:34:04 UTC

If he was going to get up in the world, he was going to find work.

He was going to earn his place on this ship like he was supposed to, and not crawl to anything with two legs for help if he didn't understand. Because he wanted to be able to learn for himself. Though from the rate it's been working out... it really hasn't. He's probably letting his pride get too much in the way of survival.

"I'm aware." He said, a little smaller than his last response. He probably wouldn't have found this neighbourhood without it, in all honesty, and simply be wandering the woods for the next three weeks until he'd starved and froze to death.

"It's nothing I can't handle."

And that was all he had to say about that matter. Swinging his legs over the side of the bench, the boy slipped the M4 back into its holster, starting to clean up the discarded plastic bowls and spoons. If this guy was just going to keep finding him, then he might as well just keep moving. He didn't want to hear any of it.

He didn't understand.

Thread 9