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[independent rp blog]
“I don’t know. I need to pick up the other half to get the card to work.”
Come to think on it, maybe Tifa thought he got ripped off?
…
Well. He knew it worked.
Weeeeird.
“If you say so, buddy. You’ll have to show me once you get your cardbag working.”
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He was not frowning deeply (pouting). It wasn’t his fault he hadn’t had a lot of time to learn exactly what the device was! He saw it worked, and that was all he needed to know, surely.
“It’s not a bag. It’s a card.”
“What?” Stare. He can probably feel it too. “How can a card store things?”
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He had a terrible urge to pet a puppy right now.
“It’s a device that let’s you…” How to explain. ”…hold a lot of things.” That seemed to cover it.
“What?” Well that didn’t sound exciting at all! “…Cloud, I think you just described any bag ever. We made those you know. It’s this bit of fabric and you open it and put things inside.”
Sheesh, he knew Cloud could be a bit cloudy sometimes but….
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It was quiet for a moment as Cloud considered that, thinking of the strange pink card that was sitting on his desk upstairs. The only other pair of customers in the place were silently ignoring the barkeep who was talking nonsense to himself.
“…I don’t think so.”
He just had a feeling the Signless had been earnest in his bargain.
“That’s good at least. So whatcha get?”
Who’s an eager puppy? Zack is! Zack is!
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He wrinkled his nose slightly at the tap, but relented.
“I made a delivery in another dimension. To some gray skinned creature. …Tifa was annoyed I didn’t let her know I was okay right away.”
It had only been a few minutes, but a few minutes too many. Tifa was done waiting for him to get his head together, and was willing to hit it as many times as it took for things to sink in.
“…Also I didn’t get the payment in full. She was really annoyed at that…”
“Ooooh.” He went quiet for a few seconds, just sort of hovering there in the Lifestream, thinking about this. “So, did the guy scam you or?”
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A clattering sound distracted him, as the customer at the bar rose unsteadily to his feet and staggered out the door. He left money for his tab, so Cloud just shrugged and went to collect it.
“…Why do we even know what a king is?”
What fourth wall?
“Who cares.”
He certainly doesn’t.
“But no, really. What’ve you been up to since we last talked?”
He prodded at another point, low on Cloud’s spine, though not as hard as before. Just a tap really.
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“Mean. Here I am checking in on you…”
“And here I thought you were just bored and trying to live vicariously through me.”
“I can multitask!”
“You don’t have to say anything…”
Mental note to never let Denzel keep a dog.
“Mean. Here I am checking in on you…”
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He looked back across at the customer, who was staring into the depths of his drink and decidedly not looking at Cloud.
“….”
It was either continue to talk to his friend and possibly scare off Tifa’s customers, or try ignoring Zack who was determined to talk to him. Easy decision (Tifa wasn’t here).
“I’m serious; I didn’t do anything. …That was the problem.” He paused as Zack’s words sunk in. ”Don’t tell me you…? …No Zack. Those things don’t just…happen.”
“I’m not saying anything.”
He almost wondered if he could prod the guy at the bar too, but that was probably a little mean. It was hard to see him anyway. Cloud was like a blazing beacon of Lifestream compaired to this chump.
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