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[ I am going to put this blog on a HIATUS. I need a break from this blog for a while. I am not sure when I return but thanks for writing with me. You can still find me on @asunshinedragon, @whiteloyalty , @therainsworthprincess and sometimes on @friendshipisvaluable]
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Prompto was really ANXIOUS. He refused to let a child being injured because of him, so he knew he had to be really careful. With his free hand, he summoned his gun and quickly shot the beast behind them as they kept running.
“Don’t be sorry. But we’ll have to run and quickly, you can do that ?” He asked, doing his best to look calm and in control of the situation. He didn’t want to scare the little boy more than he should.
For a short while, the child watched Prompto targeting their enemy. The sound of the bullets reached his ears again and again. Even though the noise was far from pleasant, his friend’s aiming distracted him.
That’s so cool. Wish I could do that...
“ Y-Yes! I can! “ Denzel finally woke up from his reverie and his legs increased its speed.
“ Why is it still alive? “
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No meaning without smiles? Whenever he wasn’t in his Master’s presence, he had no reason to smile. His life thus far had been nothing short of torture and now he was being told it had no meaning because he didn’t smile?
What a laugh.
“You wouldn’t understand. I’m cursed.”
Blinking, he lowered his head and his shoulders drooped.
A curse? Like the stigma?
“ Are you ill as well? “ His heart sank in his chest at the mere thought that he might be left alone again.
Is he going to die soon?
“ Listen... I don’t care about what the others say! You’re a kid like me! “
“Over time, he just drifted away into darkness.” Her eyes soften, when she told Denzel of the former general Sephiroth before raising her palm giving a gentle ruffle with a small smile. "Don't worry I'm not sad." She shook her head.
He closed his eyes, his ears still paying attention to the story.
" So that's how it went. " A curious blue gaze studied her features and his heart sank.
" That's a sad story. "
Cloud and Tifa's homes were both destroyed. They used to have no place to return to just like him.
I love big brother Cloud
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Why are they so unfair to him? I don’t get it...
Denzel nodded, keeping silent while he glanced at the clean, light yellow sky.
“ I like your eyes. “ Perhaps if he spoke out his mind, his friend would calm down? “ If people can’t understand and accept you... I don’t think it’s your fault. “
A little smile as he straightened his back, and traversed to the other side of the road.
“ I’ll get back fast! Wait here! “ The boy waved his right hand at Kevin, then turning his back to him, dashed away into the town.
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The past few months have been rather challenging as it seemed the brawler was allowed a few years of idleness before life robbed peace from her yet again. The doors of 7th Heaven had witnessed the passing of many as geostigma continued to claim its victims. Fear soon simmered to normalcy as people became accustomed to witnessing death. Normal citizens were aware of who to contact and what to do; and geostigma became, more or less, a sad reality of life.
Perhaps all Tifa could do to guard her sanity was to remain distant from the epidemic. Initially, she planned to stay away from the illness and pray that it would not claim her loved ones too. That was until Denzel was brought into their home. Tifa empathised with and felt connected to the young boy. She admired his strength and cherished his drive and motivation. Denzel’s journey thus far was all but easy and even with the weight of geostigma on his small shoulders, he had been able to help around the bar.
The illness tightened its clutches, unforgiving of the young boy. Soon, Denzel was bed-ridden. For someone who initially turned a blind eye to the epidemic, Tifa became a willing witness of Geostigma’s merciless progression.
Fixing his blanket, a medley of pain consumed her heart. Helplessness and despair overcame her and the sense of guilt nipped at her mind. Perhaps if the sector 7 incident never occurred, Denzel would not be in such a plight. Her vision became blurred by tears as she took a seat beside his bed.
Somehow, Denzel had hoped that once he would join 7th Heaven, everything will be alright. The place, the people, his new family welcomed him with open arms. However, an old fear of his resurfaced and ruled over his mind. In the end, he had become a burden to them. Because he was marked, Tifa and Cloud rarely smiled in front of him. Because of this sickness, Marlene often lost track of time taking care of him and not doing her homework.
“ It’s fine... the customers need you. “ Denzel said from under his blanket. His body was shaking, his forehead was aching. With each day, the pain became impossible to ignore.
Will I die soon? Then maybe I could meet with mom, dad, miss Ruvie and Gaskin... Maybe Cloud won’t leave his home anymore...
He let out a groan and buried his head more into the pillow.
“ I’ll sleep... so you can go. “ An inhale and exhale followed his words.
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“ I’ve heard better recipes! Miss Ruvie made once a very simple strawberry cake but the ingredients were specific, too! “ The child put his hands on his hips, chuckling along with Tifa. Whoever had written this recipe might have been clueless about cooking.
“Well, look at how far you’ve come.”
At those words, he couldn’t help himself but smile widely. Did that mean he was getting better at aiding and supporting the grown-ups?
“ If you need more help, count me in! “ His chest felt lighter than earlier when Denzel had wondered if his presence in the kitchen was in any way useful.
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Denzel pouted, turning his face away from his appointed caretaker. Has anyone even ask his opinion? Why did they believe that he should be looked after by him?
“ I don’t like being told what to do! Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you know better! “ The child folded his arms, still avoiding any visual contact with the adult.
Why do grown-ups like to boss around?
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“Hmm…”
Rubbing the underside of her chin in thought, Tifa turned and looking at Denzel. “What do you think we should try? What’s your tummy in the mood for?” She tried to make sure she would make meals that the kids would at least want to eat, after all. This could be a fun experience, along with an educational one!
“ Could we do Cloud’s favourite meal? I wanna try it! “ His blue eyes lighted up at the mention of his hero’s name.
Perhaps in the future, I’ll prepare it in Tifa’s stead!
That thought alone brought colour to his features. Seeing Cloud happy by something he has made would be a rare image but most welcomed.
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He could easily make the false claim that the young boy’s outburst catches him off guard, but it doesn’t. He knows all too well how it feels to be in the shoes Denzel is in right now. It’s like he’s looking into a mirror almost, though the reflection of his young self isn’t exact the outline of him is still there and he can feel it reflect into the deep blue oceans of his eyes. Even if he makes a halfhearted attempt to not see it he’s still there. Denzel’s agitation has been within eyesight even before he opened his mouth to say anything. “Marlene,” Cloud hopes to catch the attention of the other child who’s in their company, “mind goin’ ahead?” Perhaps there’s no need for him to add further context, she’s pretty observant and can catch signals far better than he can. Her agreeing to his request only proves him right, but doesn’t go forth until offering some parting words; she tells Denzel it’ll be okay and makes Cloud swear to not be too hard on him, but she probably already knows that he isn’t going to be. “I’m a phone call away.” Cloud reminds her while she splits from the unlikely duo. “I know!” Comes her reassurance.
The boy’s heart is an anxious one so he rests his hand on top of his head in hopes to ease some of that unnecessary turbulence before he stands upright, hand still resting on top of Denzel’s head. “I’m not upset, Denzel.” Maybe getting that out of the way will help a little, at least it’s what he always wanted to hear his mom tell him back in the day, but more often than not worry and concern for his well-being overcame her senses instead—understandingly so. “You’re not in trouble either.” At least not to the full extent of what being in trouble stands for. His hand retreats, releases its gentle hold on messy yet soft hair. Cloud still isn’t entirely too sure how to go about this, but he’s not about to leave Denzel to feel in this way nor does he want to fancy the thought of him entering another conflict to become a casual occurrence. “Walk with me.” He motions the boy to follow with his head and only starts to go his way when he’s sure Denzel will follow close by his side. “Let them talk.” Though flattered that Denzel wouldn’t hesitate to stand up for him, proud that the young boy will also stand up for himself, now with age and experience there’s wisdom he can grant. “It doesn’t matter what they say, no matter how dumb it might sound it isn’t good to go at it with fists first.” He speaks in the spectrum of this situation for even Cloud has in the past fallen victim to impulse, most of those cases often followed with regret.
He continues to pace on, face forward and only looking towards Denzel when he directs the word. Ignorance a choice of the will when more than none recognize who he is and whisper of his tale, savior of the land, hero of Gaia, that means nothing to him. He’s none of that. He’s just a boy. “When I was your age I also got in a lot of fights. I worried my ma’ sick. I..” He stalls, uncertain if what he speaks will help or even if he wants to say much about back then at all. “..I was angry and upset about..a lot.” He’s vague. “Just like you were with that kid in the moment,” he connects the past dots to some of the present, “but I don’t want you to get hurt, Denzel.” He now ponders if his words will convey the concern he feels.
Somehow, the fact that Marlene returns home is a relief for him. He doesn’t wish her to watch this scene anymore.
Silence takes hold of him when Cloud’s hand reaches for his head. A loving gesture, a familiar one follows. The child’s chest grows heavy, his heart feels like lead. He bits his lower lip while restraining some tears and shifts his focus to the ground again.
Cloud’s going too easy on me...
“...’kay. “ Denzel steps slowly at the beginning, unsure of what their current conversation will be about. While he walks alongside his hero, listening carefully to his words, acknowledging their truth, he is conflicted. The way he had treated the situation wasn’t what an adult should have done. How would he become someone grown-ups could rely on if he acted so unreasonably at the moment? How would he be able to protect anyone?
Cloud’s next lines lift his head and make him stare. So his hero got into fights as well? In the end, was it a normal thing to do? Denzel shakes his head.
“... sorry. It won’t happen again. “
I must have worried him.
The boy recalled Cloud’s visage at the moment he had heard about the incident and another pang of guilt hit his chest. Then was the memory of the victim whose cheek reddened because of him.
“ Should I apologize? “
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“Well, look at how far you’ve come.”
Denzel tilted his head to the side, his blue eyes staring at the man with a bright smile.
“ Uh... thank you? “
Who is he and why is he praising me? Is he one of Cloud’s friends?
“ How come you know about me?”
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With his head still down, the child nodded.
He’s not upset?
Blinking several times, he lifted his face, slightly leaning in the pat.
“ There’s something else you need to know... A teacher found it but he didn’t believe it was mine and he said that I need to bring an adult to talk to him. “
Okay but your portrayal of Denzel is amazing. Reading your dialogue for him is almost like it’s from him himself. You do an amazing job with his character okay? You’re a wonderful writer and I love seeing you around.
I was trying to send you an ask but it wouldn’t let me awraxa.
@ndeavor
// hONESTLY THIS IS SUCH A SWEET MESSAGE THANK YOU SO MUCH! It honestly makes me so happy to know that I do him justice! You are also a wonderful writer and I honestly look up to you and your portrayal of Cloud!
