#dreamsembrace

[abyssalhowl]

Two fluffy ears snap forward as Sif raises her head to sniff the air. She’s only just woken up again in this familiar place and she’s unsurprised that this afterlife has it’s claws in her once again, unwilling to let go of a captured prey so easily. However, what seizes her attention isn’t the familiar smell of the place she’s in but rather the familiar smell of a person, because she knows that it’s not always about where you are but, rather, who you are with. Wolves thrive in packs after all.

Suddenly, Sif throws herself forward, lurching into a full sprint and kicking up the snow around her. Due to her size, she might bury a few cars behind her while sprinting towards one Zack Fair as fast as a bird can fly, but if she notices she doesn’t seem to care.

She knows her friend is a lot more durable than the average human... but surely she plans to slow down and not collide with him at full speed...

...Right?

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[underteika-archived]

A box appears at your door that’s…Full of peaches! And some new kitchen tools that are all purple. Everything is just, extremely purple, blindingly purple. At the bottom is some single serving pans. “Your friend Judar says you’ve been good this year, so here you go! Keep on cookin’! Oh, also he wants you to cook more for him? But I think you should try and cook for yourself a bit, too! – Zack and Sif”

@blackmagi

("Aw, look at this. They're all bright and colorful, I love it!")

The tools would probably look out of place with the rest of the style of the kitchen, but Anda didn't seem to mind. The peaches were all taken and put in a bowl, too. And the note said this was from--

"JUDAR!?"

...

" J U D A R ? ! ? ! ? ! "

Well. That wasn't who they expected to get a gift from.

("...Man, that was really nice of him. I mean it's totally to get me to cook stuff for him, but, still.") ...

("Mannnn... now I've gotta look up what to make and stuff. Can't just take it for myself...") ... ("Maybe I should make an extra one for Zack and Sif, too. I uh, I dunno if she likes peaches though...")

[bulletrein]

        HE'S NOT CERTAIN AS TO HOW far he moved since the crystal snow began to fall. his home has long since frozen over, and as his roommates tend to move to the beats of their own drums, it isn't likely he'd come in CONTACT with either of them - though he does hope ramuda is taking care of himself. worries aside, there's other business he finds himself needing to ATTEND to.

if one could consider fighting for your life MERE BUSINESS.

the monsters have begun to grow cocky, lurking not beyond the city's borders, but also ENCROACHING on what could be considered the citizens' personal space. barret can only assume it to be a NATURAL progression, a side effect of spirale's people being cordoned off in a variety of different locations and public transit crawling to a standstill. TROUBLESOME, to be certain of, particularly as his intended destination is crawling with the beasts.

he's managed to hide well enough so far, but there's a UNDERLYING fear, a darkness creeping in. barret has always learned to watch his back, hometown being a small backwoods place one could SCARCELY believe shinra actually wanted to touch. for all his cautious behaviour, the element of surprise could and would rear its ugly head. for as he cautiously avoids the lumbering steps of great beasts, the FAMILIAR sight of steel glinting in the winter sun catches his eyes —

❝hey, where'd you get that sword?❞ he asks without much thinking. barret wouldn't let it on how PROTECTIVE he is of cloud, but the sight of what he presumed to be a UNIQUE weapon just nearly sets him off. nearly.

@dreamsembrace liked for a starter.

[zweifluge]

@dreamsembrace​ || starter call.

It’s like seeing a ghost. The last time he saw Zack Fair he was dying, having been defeated after he made Zack promise to destroy anything that caused suffering. Angeal was that, had always been that, a monster in disguise despite his SOLDIER mask.

Angeal had died believing that, which is what gives him pause. He wants to call out to his friend, his fellow SOLDIER, but the note he left him on is not a positive one. Still, it would be cowardice to ignore him, so he steps forward.

“Zack?”

[gaiaspoken]

"Zack?" Seeing him is like seeing a ghost, really. How much time had passed since they had last spoken with one another? A promise to visit her that went unfulfilled, wishing to hear something--anything--from him only to be met with silence, the vague sensing of his passing into the lifestream that she had tried to convince herself that she hadn't felt. Yet he stood in front of her, looking the same as he did when she last saw him that day. Aerith is rarely ever left speechless, but the sight of someone whom she never expected to see again is enough to give her pause.

Just what was this city, anyway? "So this is where you've been this entire time." Her expression is somber, rightfully so. Everything feels like such a whirlwind, her feelings especially, and her heart that now threatens to drop to the pit of her stomach. She had told herself years ago that she was over it, over everything that happened between them. Seeing him like this though...it brought back memories of her youth and most importantly time spent with him that she would always hold close.

Aerith doesn't move from where she stands, though her legs are noticeably wobbly. Whether or not that's from the heat or from her current emotional predicament is something she isn't sure of, though.

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[levitersora]

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DON'T THREATEN KIDS SEPH WTF

thisbytchfastyeet

this kids got bigger balls than you do

amoirsetpacis

eat shit @ sephiroth

i have more supporters then you’ll have in a lifetime.

[0bustersword0]

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“Yeah, that’s water under the bridge..Zack.” Cloud was doing his best to keep the conversation casual. Now that he was taking this situation at face value, everything had become a lot easier to grasp; including the ‘dead’ friend in front of him. Instead of trying to push Zack away, Cloud was going to embrace his presence. After all, long ago Cloud considered him to be one of his best friends. That didn’t have to change now, did it? 

Sure, Cloud had been through more than Zack could’ve imagined, but...he wasn’t the one responsible for any of it. In fact...Zack was the one who tried to protect him, until his dying breath..

“...It is really good to see you. Even before, I was just in shock from...well, everything. But now that I know what’s going on--” He paused, taking notice of the parasol that Zack had in his hands. “...What is that?”

[superiormimicry]

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“How dull.” Monoma sighs to himself as he looks at the pile of junk that the thrift store happen to have. In all honesty, he was looking for another pocket watch for himself to collect. Something about having time at the palm of your hand was satisfying, and a way to keep track of his own abilities. Though there wasn’t anything around here that would catch his interest. Very disappointing.

Eyes glance at someone that came in, dropping a few rings he happen to be analyzing before deciding that he has no need to hang around this place. “I suggest you don’t waste your time in a place like this and go somewhere else. There really isn’t any value at a place like this.” Especially if they don’t have watches that satisfy the hero.