Cloud Strife (
liveandforgive) wrote2019-06-20 02:29 pm
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Cloud Strife ⬤ Final Fantasy VII
residential district ⬤ Level 2 Apartment
moonblessing ⬤ Sanguis
residential district ⬤ Level 2 Apartment
moonblessing ⬤ Sanguis
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Weiss squeezes the cup she's holding, and a strawberry falls to the table. Oh my god. ]
Shut up! It's not Charles!
[ Totally not him, even though she just called him by his first name and all.
With one less strawberry in her cup, she hurriedly eats the rest and then sets the cup down with a plop. She's not seething, nor does she look frustrated, but she's clearly telling Cloud that her mood is all his fault with the pout she's giving him. ]
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By technical standards, he's been a Master far longer than most anyone would be in a regular war. So he's used to it all by now. ...even if he's, by no measure, someone to look to as a role model in the Master department. He would hide his hands almost all the time due to the initially tense bond he formed with her. Something that was outside of their control, and one that left the Rider feeling immense guilt for getting him involved. ]
Sorry. [ He only half means it. Man, she wolfed down the rest of that real quick. No brain freeze? There's not as much left of his either, but he's clearly falling behind. Cloud lightly shrugs. ] But since it's him, I probably woulda found out sooner than later.
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I'm still hungry.
[ :T Feed your bird, Cloud... ]
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There's always that strawberry on the table.For a couple of seconds, he cocks a brow before it clicks. Right, right. Cordis. ]For...more yoghurt? Or...?
[ Just clarifying. ]
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[ A pork floss bun would be pretty great right now... ]
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[ Blink. Blink. That's quite the sudden change. Shouldn't bread come before dessert? ...don't question the Cordis, Cloud. Don't. He shrugs, and decides to take this as a cue to finish up his own treat a bit quicker. ]
Suppose I could go for some myself. [ Om. Om. Om. Man that's good. Ice cold mango frozen yoghurt with chilled blackberries on top. Down the hatch! Spoonful after spoonful. He finishes-- ]
Ah- [ Hold on a sec, Weiss. He puts his tongue to the roof of his mouth while rubbing a couple fingers on his forehead. That's the look of a man who got hit with brain freeze. ]
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[ Oh, she's seen that look before. She's seen Ruby's face crunch up like that many times before. He's got a brain freeze... ]
You know you're not supposed to eat that quickly.
[ But that's what she did too??? ]
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[ Must be nice being an ice queen whose immune to brain freezes.
That's his headcanon for her and he's sticking to it.One or two face scrunches later and he feels a wave of warmth wash over him. And it's oh-so-nice.Hoo! Okay. Phew. ]
The sooner I finish, the sooner we get bread.
[ I'll take 'Lines I Never Thought Cloud Would Say' for 200 gil. ]
Ready whenever you are.
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There just so happens to be a food stand nearby that sells crepes. Weiss has never seen this crepe stand before, so she waves at Cloud from outside. If that doesn't get his attention, she pops back in. She stays just by the door and calls after him. ]
Cloud, there's a guy selling crepe! Come on!
[ SHE'S SO EXCITED???? :D She's fully expecting him to treat her, too. (Ah... she's so spoiled.) ]
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Well? What are you waiting for, Cloud?! ]
'Kay! [ Offering a silent wave over his shoulder to the lady behind the front counter, he runs out the door to catch up with Weiss. Crepe? Did she mean that stand across the street? He squints his eyes a little as he spots the myriad of flavours and combinations. ] Never seen a crepe before...
[ But he sure can smell it from over here. It smells like...pancakes? Breakfast? He has to admit, they do look pretty flashy. It seems that the guy selling crepes noticed the Cordis' enthusiasm, because while they don't wave at the two from across the street, he has his eye on them while he finishes preparing an order for a couple of Prismal parents with their kid. As he crosses the street (assuming with Weiss in tow), Cloud spares a sideways glance her way. He's not complaining, but...something tells him his proverbial wallet was gonna be getting cracked open a couple more times today. ]
"Garden Chicken"? [ He's no expert, but from what he was smelling earlier, he thought this was exclusively some kind of sweet/dessert stand. But the younger Prismal behind the counter was quick to enlighten his new customers! "Yes sir! We specialize in both savoury and sweet crepes. It's very popular this time of year. ]
The more you know... [ So, what can I get you two? ] Weiss?
[ If she can't decide first, he'll wing it and get something before her. Either way, his treat. ]
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Crepes are supposed to be sweet — at least, that's the kind of crepe that she likes!! But at the same time, she's pretty hungry... ]
I can't decide... [ Oh, but her Chroma's draining, so she has to decide soon?? ] I think I'll get the Clubhouse for now.
[ For now. ]
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Lemme try the Teriyaki Chicken.
[ It's familiar enough. "Good choice. And for you, Miss?"
And a Clubhouse! For now! ...wait. What?
Danger. Danger Cloud's proverbial wallet."Sure thing! Is that everything?" Well, according to Weiss. For now. So Cloud nods in response with an affirmative, "Mm." The crepes weren't a bad price. Somewhere around the medium range. He pays with his Chroma, and the Prismal is off to start their order as the process of making their crepes fresh begins! ]
What are crepes like? [ He asks while they wait. ]
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[ Weiss moves closer to the stand to watch the guy cook and prepare their food. While she may love crepes, she's never actually made one before. She's more keen on watching others make it, and she fondly remembers Klein making while she stood next to him as his assistant. That was when she was younger! And she definitely can no longer have moments like that anymore. ]
Oh, and they're folded, not just flat.
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[ And no, that's not because of his cycle (that it's currently not.) Pancakes were still common back home too! Cloud is admittedly curious too now. He's taller so he has a better bird's eye view of watching as the crepe is formed across a circular flat top. Different from the way one would just pour a pile of pancake mix into a pan and just let it get nice and fluffy. ]
Sounds fancy. [ And there's the folding part! ] ...and a little bit more work.
[ Even though Cloud technically ordered first, the Prismal prepares Weiss' first. Down goes the lettuce first! Then the tomatoes, bacon bits and sliced ham. The chicken is last before getting an artsy drizzling of dressing. The Clubhouse comes in a cone shape, with plenty of room for Weiss to hold onto it as the Prismal passes it to her before heading back to start making Cloud's!
It didn't take long to make, huh. ]
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[ It's said with a pleasant smile to the Prismal as she takes her food. And as much as she'd like to chow down already, she waits for Cloud to get his order so they can eat together. It's only courteous!
Plus, the food's still hot!
As soon as the guy gives Cloud his order though, Weiss takes out her device and switches on her camera. Does she intend to take a video of Cloud's first time eating a crepe? You bet. ]
Okay— go eat!
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Mm?
[ "Okay— go eat!" Hold up. Time out. She's got the camera pointed squarely at him. Is she- ]
You recording this?
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[ Cloud's going to be popular online! Not that Weiss has a lot of followers or anything, but she does have a decent amount. ]
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Oh. Okay... [ Cloud holds it in both hands, trying to figure out the best way to eat this thing. It's well put together and all. It's just...did he just take a big bite out of the top first? Would he get all the flavors that way?
He tries a couple angles, decides against them. Looks up at Weiss, looks to the crepe. Alright. Bring it on. Om. He doesn't take a disgustingly huge bite, but it's still impressive enough! ]
...
??
[ Those bright blue eyes of his light up just a little bit, swallowing as he pays attention to Weiss behind the camera. ]
That's good. [ Semi-crispy outside, thin yet still oh-so-soft...and the savouriness was certainly there. ] You gotta try yours.
[ But first, maybe Cloud should do something about that little smear of teriyaki sauce on the corner of his mouth? Whoops. ]
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God, it's really good. She closes her eyes and smiles as she swallows, definitely content with what she's ordered. She still wants that floss bun, though... maybe after this.
When her eyes open, she looks at him and immediately notices the spot by the corner of his mouth. ]
Oh, you got— [ No, talking is slower than actually doing it. She immediately grabs some table napkins from the booth and moves closer to wipe the teriyaki sauce from Cloud's face. Ah... This is definitely a breach of personal space, but somehow, Weiss doesn't even consider it? ]
There.
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What's up- uh...? ... [ C-Close! Too close too suddenly! Her pheromones may not be that strong right now, but having her dabbing away the sauce from his mouth was making that breach of personal space that much more difficult to keep his composure over. ] Um.
[ When she's finished, his face turns red. The owner of the crepe stand must have been watching too, because they have their chin in their hand with a look of pure amusement written all over their face. With a free hand, Cloud rubs the back of his neck before speaking up. ]
Thanks.
[ He could have wiped it!! Not that he was going to raise that complaint now. ]
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She makes up for the Chroma drain with food, really. Weiss isn't exactly loaded. ]
They must be new here. I've never seen the stand before.
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[ For mission reasons, really. And that time he tried to do a little more research into the Limiters from the tournament for Vincent's sake. Cloud is following along, taking a smaller bite and being more mindful of the teriyaki sauce. ]
He said it's popular this time of year though... [ Ummm... ] What do they call it again? Firi...alas? Firi-something.
[ Firialia, Cloud. Happy Firialia. ]
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[ She thinks, anyway. She should be more excited about holidays here, but she hasn't learned enough about it to be in the mood. ]
It's not until towards the end of the month though.
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[ Thank you. ]
That's true too... [ He shrugs. ] Beats me, then. [ Nom. The crepes aren't overtly huge. Savory, but not huge. So he's already about halfway through his. ]
How's your crepe?
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[ And it's heavy, even if it's small! She's gonna be full for a good twenty minutes before she gets hungry again. ]
I wonder what's good for dinner, though...
[ ALSJALF DID SHE JUST CHANGE THE TOPIC BECAUSE SHE'S THINKING ABOUT FOOD ]
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