Marluxia had been out for a quick walk and a cup of coffee. He had his trenchcoat collar turned up against the rain, and his hat on to keep it out of his hair.
He sighed. He was so goddamn tired of the... r... rain?
His train of thought got a bit lost and disconnected because his brain was having a little trouble proccessing the visual input from his eyes. He blinked. He blinked again.
It looked like something out of an old storybook. A samurai, huge sword resting on his shoulder, one arm out of his sleeve and resting at his obi. He was walking to a black chocobo in fine armor.
Marluxia realized that he was staring, his mouth open.
It dawned on him that the man was walking out of the police station. A moment of panic - but no, no, he'd done his monthly bribe and his little chat with a few key people, even if someone decided to be a hero about him it'd blow over. Besides, he'd never seen this guy before.
wait... a samurai... at the... my brain hurts.
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And I'm still staring.He couldn't help it. It was a bit too surreal. He
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Auron, ever-perceptive, easily noticed the man in the trenchcoat staring at him as he began to mount. He stopped, and whispered the "Don't move" command to the chocobo. He turned toward the man, and started walking in that direction.
He remained silent until he was within just a few feet of the presumptuously enigmatic character. "Something wrong?" he asked in a stern voice, without gretting or introductions. He'd never really been one for either of the two.
Cloud had just delivered something across the street, when he noticed the Chocobo, Though he left his bike and moved over next to the pink haired man slowly. "Wow..." He murmured faintly, more or less to himself, his eyes slid from the Chocobo to the Samurai and he actually looked a little surprised.
"No, no, nothing's wrong, just... well... your attire is somewhat unusual. Eye-catching."
He sighed. "I apologize, I shouldn't stare."
His eyes slid to the sword. It was extremely large and looked very nice. Probably very heavy, but undoubtebly sharp. It would also serve as an effective sheild, due to its size...
He wondered at that. How effective would a sword that size be against guns...? Marluxia himself disliked using guns, but use them he did as most of the people he went after were fond of them.
A block away, the ninja girl had picked the perfect prey. A thug. A stupid one. It hadn't taken long for her to get his wallet, and the second she did she was out of there. It also hadn't taken long for him to notice. "Hey! Bitch! Get back here with that!" He called out as he attempted to run after Yuffie. As she ran, she counted the money. There wasn't a whole lot, but ther e was enough.
She looked up from the wallet in time to see a black chocobo standing there, but not in enough time to stop herself as she ran WHACK right into its feathery hindquarters, wallet flying out of her hands and at the feet of the samurai as she fell on her butt. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" she yelled at the chocobo as she got to her knees to crawl towards dropped wallet... and thats when she noticed the man. She looked up at him, then at their general surroundings... Police... station... Shit! This must be an officer then!Yuffie looked up at him, still on the ground in mid act of grabbing up the wallet. She put on her most "innocent" of smiles, "
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Yuffie gulped and picked up the wallet as he instructed her too. She stood up, but didn't put it in his hand. Instead, she clung to it and pulled it close to her chest as if it were one of her most treasured posessions. "This is mine, Sir," she tried being polite for probably the first and only time in her life. "Some thug tried to take it from me and tried to chase me! Honestly!"
Auron glared. But, much as this young girl wished otherwise, he was used to stupid tricks like these, and had given up on trusting anyone at all a very long time ago. "Then let me see the wallet so I can check for your ID."
Cid notices that Officer Auron was out checking the street and having his hands full by the looks of it. Not that he was out to cause trouble or even pester the man. He was out checking sensors.
These little things help make sure no monster or anything not human just wanders into town. What they don't do is deal with human element like punks, thieves, etc...
Makes his way to top of a light pole with one jump, clinging to it as he works with the small, hard to see sensor. Reduced to using one hand but that's no problem.
Cloud smiled a little more. "You had the Chocobo right? I haven't seen one of those in quite a while." He started to relax a little. They hadn't told him to leave, so that was a plus right? He wondered if the bartender would hassel him to much if he tried to order a drink, sometimes looking young didn't really help you out.
Cloud blushed just a little he couldn't help it really. "No, I just haven't seen one in a while. I think it's pretty cool....used to...help take care of the ones my family had..." He shrugged just a little, trying to brush it off. He remembered his favorite from childhood, he missed it..
“… actually,” said Marluxia, “It is a little unusual. We don’t really have mounted police in this city. Or Chocobos.”
He’d actually only ever seen live chocobos from a distance, on the train ride from his hometown into the city. It was a bit odd, indeed.
“I actually meant to ask, why are you dressed like that?” he said, gesturing to Auron’s outfit. “It’s more than a little odd, and not exactly a standard issue police uniform…”
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He sighed. He was so goddamn tired of the... r... rain?
His train of thought got a bit lost and disconnected because his brain was having a little trouble proccessing the visual input from his eyes. He blinked. He blinked again.
It looked like something out of an old storybook. A samurai, huge sword resting on his shoulder, one arm out of his sleeve and resting at his obi. He was walking to a black chocobo in fine armor.
Marluxia realized that he was staring, his mouth open.
It dawned on him that the man was walking out of the police station. A moment of panic - but no, no, he'd done his monthly bribe and his little chat with a few key people, even if someone decided to be a hero about him it'd blow over. Besides, he'd never seen this guy before.
wait... a samurai... at the... my brain hurts.
...
And I'm still staring.He couldn't help it. It was a bit too surreal. He ( ... )
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He remained silent until he was within just a few feet of the presumptuously enigmatic character. "Something wrong?" he asked in a stern voice, without gretting or introductions. He'd never really been one for either of the two.
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"No, no, nothing's wrong, just... well... your attire is somewhat unusual. Eye-catching."
He sighed. "I apologize, I shouldn't stare."
His eyes slid to the sword. It was extremely large and looked very nice. Probably very heavy, but undoubtebly sharp. It would also serve as an effective sheild, due to its size...
He wondered at that. How effective would a sword that size be against guns...? Marluxia himself disliked using guns, but use them he did as most of the people he went after were fond of them.
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She looked up from the wallet in time to see a black chocobo standing there, but not in enough time to stop herself as she ran WHACK right into its feathery hindquarters, wallet flying out of her hands and at the feet of the samurai as she fell on her butt. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" she yelled at the chocobo as she got to her knees to crawl towards dropped wallet... and thats when she noticed the man. She looked up at him, then at their general surroundings... Police... station... Shit! This must be an officer then!Yuffie looked up at him, still on the ground in mid act of grabbing up the wallet. She put on her most "innocent" of smiles, " ( ... )
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These little things help make sure no monster or anything not human just wanders into town. What they don't do is deal with human element like punks, thieves, etc...
Makes his way to top of a light pole with one jump, clinging to it as he works with the small, hard to see sensor. Reduced to using one hand but that's no problem.
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He’d actually only ever seen live chocobos from a distance, on the train ride from his hometown into the city. It was a bit odd, indeed.
“I actually meant to ask, why are you dressed like that?” he said, gesturing to Auron’s outfit. “It’s more than a little odd, and not exactly a standard issue police uniform…”
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