Cloud Strife (
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mallowhallow2013-03-25 03:31 pm
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[The screen flicks on to reveal a serious faced young man with hair that has little interest in the laws of gravity and eyes that glow a faint, eerie green. The background behind him appears to be a fuzzy lime green.
Except for the velociraptor sitting at the table wearing a top hat and monocle and delicately sipping tea from a very fragile looking cup, one claw carefully extended.
Cloud seems to be ignoring everything but the screen.]
I need a motorcycle. If anyone can help me find one, I'd appreciate it.
Except for the velociraptor sitting at the table wearing a top hat and monocle and delicately sipping tea from a very fragile looking cup, one claw carefully extended.
Cloud seems to be ignoring everything but the screen.]
I need a motorcycle. If anyone can help me find one, I'd appreciate it.
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But he still wants to hear the music.]
I - like music.
[It comes out reluctantly and, to him, sounds stupid. What's so special about notes of sound?
do-re-me-ti-la-do-re-do]
I dream it. Sometimes
[Which is even stupider and he shuts down wherever that's trying to go with a scowl.]
So it's just a trade for service. [That doesn't sound too bad. That sounds familiar. He can manage that. Something inside him feels comfortable with the notion of fetching things in exchange for an item or working small jobs.]
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Music can be very moving, very powerful in its way. Especially where the mind and emotions are concerned. I don't doubt its ability to affect the subconscious. I've had dreams with music in them myself.
Yes, you could consider it so. [Really, it was Kristoph talking and manipulating as he likes to do, but he's not about to go into that.]
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I don't know. I - don't remember. [It confesses to much more than just notes of lost music but he's still just talking about the music.]
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While you're here, you should take the opportunity to listen to some music. We have music stores in Orlea.
[That child he'd met had done the same.]
It may jog your memory. You might as well make good use of our time here, as we've been asked to make the best of it.
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That gets a grunt that might, maybe, hold a hint of amusement. That could pretty much cover things, Cloud guesses. His eyes narrow after that though, thoughtful. Music... it doesn't feel as - broken, as - pointy - as some of his shattered, half lost memories do when they try to bubble up inside. Maybe the other man is right.
Free time... it's a strange concept. Cloud's not sure what to do with himself - now that there's no war. No pointless battles scheduled to repeat the next lifetime. He can... there's time.]
Hm. [a head nod, just once. He wouldn't have thought of it himself... but he would have thought of music to start with] Thanks.