"Did you take my gun?" Walter asked with the force of a police officer interrogating his main suspect. He didn't bother mincing words or playing it strategically. He saw a shadow run from his tree house and he thought he could make out dark hair and a female shape. But he wasn't sure. It was too dark and his eyes were groggy from sleep.
This would be so much easier if I had my mask.... he thought as he looked down at the girl.
"No, but I do have something for you," Yuffie responded, rolling over and presenting him with the middle fingers of both hands. "Seriously, what the fuck? Can you not see I'm having a moment? And why would I even want a stupid gun anyway? They're lame, and people like Vinny only use them 'cos they got no other talents."
Walter stopped approaching. Such a reply wasn't expected from a young girl and he had to restrain himself from running up to her and reacting violently.
He exhaled, realizing this girl was the exact reason he normally avoided people. They made him nervous. Put him on edge. If he had his mask, it'd be easier. If he even just had his sign. No one would want conversation with the ugly red-haired bastard carrying a huge sign that said The End is Nigh.
"Don't normally have guns either..." he told her honestly. "But this one was borrowed. For hunting. And it was stolen."
"And what, you think lil' ole me took it?" Yuffie snorted, flopping back the other way on the sand. "Not my bag, baby. I did Materia, not weapons, you'd wanna check the Turks for that. Not that they're here."
"Is that seriously a motherfucking chocobo," Ray asks, having stopped in the middle of his run to stand around with his hands on his hips, staring at the stupidly familiar creature like it confirms all of his unpleasant suspicions about the island.
It sure as fuck reinforces the idea that, no matter what everyone says, this is still probably one big, bad trip. One day Marissa's going to ask him who the hell he's talking to, or he'll leave their future kid in the bathtub like fucking Russell Crowe with his imaginary friends.
"It's a motherfucking gold chocobo," Yuffie said, rolling over with decided interest. "Bred her myself, not like it's gonna get anyone outta this dump." She propped her chin in her hands.
"Uuuh, well," he starts, going wide-eyed and wondering how you tell someone they're fictional. Considering how one Sirius Black reacted, Ray thinks the best course of action is don't. "My cousin likes them, I guess. We don't have any where I'm from, but we have pictures." It's a lame-ass explanation, but he doesn't know what else to give.
"Is the Lee guy gonna pay child support at least," he asks, as deflecting as he is curious.
"But you're not from the Planet," Yuffie said, a little suspiciously. "Must be kinda like Roxas, huh."
However, the Lee question deflated her. "And uh, it might be difficult for me to get any kinda payments since he's disappeared off the island. Happens, y'know?"
"Oh -- I'm so sorry -- !" Moritz squeaks, taking a few steps back. He holds Chariad, his hedgehog, against his chest protectively, lest the giant bird get ideas as to a snack.
Yuffie sat up, pulling Mako into her lap. "You can stay," she said imperiously, "if you have known the bleakness of a heart broken beyond repair." There, even Vincent would respect that.
Moritz bites down hard on his lip to keep from bursting into tears, and nods. "I have -- I lost..." He takes a deep breath before going on. "My love, my Melchi. He's gone, now. I don't know where he went, but he's gone."
Yuffie couldn't decide if it was honorable to fuck with him or not. Dammit. "Yeah? Nobody knows where people go after this place. It's like death, but with even more possibilities for the after time."
She half-scooted, half-crawled over so she could put her dark head in Charlie's lap. "I know you don't. This place really sucks sometimes, you know? It sucks big giant sweaty balls."
Ever since Zell had told him about the big birds with the silly names, Harry had been hoping to come across one. So when he actually saw a girl walking along with something oversized and beaky bobbing along next to her, his curiosity had him getting up and going over to see long before his politeness even made the point that maybe she wouldn't want a stranger coming over and interrupting whatever she was doing. (After all, the last time he'd tried to be friendly with someone's pet, he'd nearly got in a fight. Not that that was his fault.)
"You must be Yuffie," Harry said, reaching out a hand to pat the bird on the head, and then thinking better of it. That beak looked like it could take a few fingers off.
"You must be some guy who knows my name," Yuffie said, a bit speculatively, willing to part with her angst long enough to figure this out. "Unless this Yuffie character's done something to you or yours, in which case I don't know who the hell that is."
Of course, she knew, as was important for the Greatest Ninja in the World, that she cut a hell of a distinctive figure.
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This would be so much easier if I had my mask.... he thought as he looked down at the girl.
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He exhaled, realizing this girl was the exact reason he normally avoided people. They made him nervous. Put him on edge. If he had his mask, it'd be easier. If he even just had his sign. No one would want conversation with the ugly red-haired bastard carrying a huge sign that said The End is Nigh.
"Don't normally have guns either..." he told her honestly. "But this one was borrowed. For hunting. And it was stolen."
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It sure as fuck reinforces the idea that, no matter what everyone says, this is still probably one big, bad trip. One day Marissa's going to ask him who the hell he's talking to, or he'll leave their future kid in the bathtub like fucking Russell Crowe with his imaginary friends.
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"How'd you know what she is?"
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"Is the Lee guy gonna pay child support at least," he asks, as deflecting as he is curious.
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However, the Lee question deflated her. "And uh, it might be difficult for me to get any kinda payments since he's disappeared off the island. Happens, y'know?"
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"I was only walking -- I can go."
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Yuffie sat up, pulling Mako into her lap. "You can stay," she said imperiously, "if you have known the bleakness of a heart broken beyond repair." There, even Vincent would respect that.
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Yuffie couldn't decide if it was honorable to fuck with him or not. Dammit. "Yeah? Nobody knows where people go after this place. It's like death, but with even more possibilities for the after time."
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Charlie dropped down into the sand beside Yuffie, reaching out to smooth her hair.
"Plus, I don't eat fireflies."
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She half-scooted, half-crawled over so she could put her dark head in Charlie's lap. "I know you don't. This place really sucks sometimes, you know? It sucks big giant sweaty balls."
Mako let out a little sad wark.
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"Yeah, I know honey," she said, her thumb resting against Yuffie's forehead. "What's it done now, huh?"
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"You must be Yuffie," Harry said, reaching out a hand to pat the bird on the head, and then thinking better of it. That beak looked like it could take a few fingers off.
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Of course, she knew, as was important for the Greatest Ninja in the World, that she cut a hell of a distinctive figure.
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