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Cid Highwind, pilot of the airships Highwind and Shera I smoke, I swear, and I stab things with a blade on a stick. [Any pictures I post are not mine, I'm a horrible artist.] [personal: kdude10.tumblr.com] Part of FFumblr RP

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“Well, first things first, the pointy end goes in the bad guy, or you can smack someone with the other end if you don’t want to kill him.” He orders a couple more shots, one for each of them. “What kind of situation are we talking about?”

Fang laughed at the beginning of the pilot’s response. She was about to answer with a joke after he ordered when her trademark grin faded and her eyes clouded over with steel and hatred.

“The situation… Say an opponent that can fly and is faster than me…”

Her mind honed in, picturing the smug visage of Genesis. Her fingers dug into the bar counter as memories of Lightning’s near death gripped her.

“And I need to take him down. Every second counts.”

"Hmm... I wouldn't recommend throwing your spear... so does he ever come down? Or does he ever have a certain pattern of attacks or 'tells' you can anticipate?

Unless you can fly, or learn... what was it, Parker, or whatever, I think you'll have to make him come to you.

Or you could use magic..."

Cid seemed to drift off, thinking of different times he had fought flying enemies.

"How big are we talking? Like the size of a WEAPON, or something more manageable?"

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Cid glanced at the whiskey then back at the woman holding it, before taking it from her. “What’d ya need? And who’re you callin old?”

Fang nodded and dragged him over to the bar. She grinned as the grizzled pilot downed the shot, staring in appreciation at his heavily scarred arms and face. He had definitely been the right person to come to.

“Well, I’ve been outta practice lately… not much hunting to be done around here and no one to really spar with with Lightning looking for Hope and all. You seem to handle yourself pretty wall especially for your age….. So I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind giving me a few pointers, yeah?”

"Well, first things first, the pointy end goes in the bad guy, or you can smack someone with the other end if you don't want to kill him." He orders a couple more shots, one for each of them. "What kind of situation are we talking about?"

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7th Heaven: Edge

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Cid calls for a drink as he walks into 7th Heaven, greeting a few familiar faces on the way to the bar. He turns as someone calls his name, carelessly swinging his spear behind him, almost catching a woman who looks a bit out of place in her sari before finding a stool and setting his spear tip down beside him.

“Oi! Old man, got a favor to ask you!”

Fang slid off her stool, grinning and holding a consolatory shot of whiskey in her hand for Cid.

Cid glanced at the whiskey then back at the woman holding it, before taking it from her. "What'd ya need? And who're you callin old?"

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Cid calls for a drink as he walks into 7th Heaven, greeting a few familiar faces on the way to the bar. He turns as someone calls his name, carelessly swinging his spear behind him, almost catching a woman who looks a bit out of place in her sari before finding a stool and setting his spear tip down beside him.

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(ooc: Weapons practice in Aikido earlier today. Bokken and Jo staff kata 1. My arms hurt.)

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I'm back! (I think)

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The first person to reblog with the Title, or at least where today's song comes from gets a special Appreciation Gift!

And now back to your regularly scheduled Cid.

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... Where did this come from?

OOC: What? I'm not saying anything.

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backunderyourrock:

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Home-made Highwind custom. Also works wonders quick-fixing combat damage like when Cloud decides to challenge a Weapon while on MY ship.

[Ogles the tape] Niiiiice. Care to lend me a bit, I got the gil and mine’s always wearing down. [Pulls out her own spear and frowns at it]

Sure. [Hands her the tape] It's never good when you poke the wrong eye out.

[Who 'round here has an eye patch that we could involve?]

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That spear is pretty bad ass mate! What kind of grip tape you usin’ on that thing?

Home-made Highwind custom. Also works wonders quick-fixing combat damage like when Cloud decides to challenge a Weapon while on MY ship.

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Monty Oum's Dead Fantasy 1 & 2 (via kojiroBADNESS)

Holy $#!%, remind me not to piss you girls off.

Ooc: HOLY SHIT!

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"Violator," FF7 Advent Children

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"Off the Edge of Despair"

Much as I liked bein' the leader and all, I was pretty glad when that spiky numskull finally snapped out of it.

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OOC "Buried in the Snow," because it is currently 1 degree, with a windchill of -24. Damn 30 MPH winds.

IC: You all remember the Glacier north of Icicle Inn. Gotta say, I don't much care for that kind of cold.

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Hmm… Setzer Gabbiani. (He holds out his hand.) And you must be…?

“Cid Highwind,” he says, giving the man’s hand a good shake. “Didn’t I see you not too long ago?”

“Yes, I believe we’ve met,” Setzer replies. “I must say, that is one fine airship you got there.”

"I think so too. Too bad about the old Highwind. It saved our asses quite a few times."

Cid gives him a good once over and comments, "You seem to know your way around a ship."

[ooc Started writing this at 3, got distracted/other commitments, finally posted nine hours later. That's college for you.]