#pedigreefair

[beyondrcdemption]

pedigreefair replied to your post: zack: tells hanzo all about the SOLDIER program...

( (Zack voice) I trust people too much you’d think I would have learned my lesson the first time, )

hanzo ‘I could count for you the number of people I trust on one hand’ shimada can’t relate

[afirstnamebasis]

@pedigreefair aha. be safe? is that warning for me or for the planet?

[afirstnamebasis]

@pedigreefair i am fine. i ought to put something on to watch, but i think i am too restless to remain still.

[last-sold1er]

Here’s a list of threads I had before I left, let me know if you’re still interested in them <3:

Meetings: @burningxdawn

Perscription Mix Up: @zexion-crowthe

The Real Soldier: @pedigreefair

Accidents Happen: @stellaress

Sick Days: @redeyedninja

[last-sold1er]

The Real Soldier

@pedigreefair

Since his run in with Aerith, Cloud rarely found himself leaving his room unless necessary, just like today was. That night was supposed to be clear, the perfect night to go star gazing, a hobby he had picked up some time during his sophomore year in high school that was hard to stop even after all the memories he had connected to the activity. 

It didn’t take him long to find his usual star gazing spot and as usual, there was nobody but him there. Just like he liked it. He laid back on the grass and stared at the sky. The stars were beautiful as always, just like they were that one night. The memories were still as clear as if it had just been yesterday. He couldn’t help but smile softly. 

He had ended up falling asleep at some point, dreaming of happy times with the two people he loved the most. The dreams had been so vivid, he could still hear his voice clear as day as he slowly stirred awake. Until he realized that voice wasn’t coming from his head but from the man who was standing over him.

His eyes shot open the moment he recognized who it was and he quickly shot up, accidentally headbutting the other as he did. He fell back and quickly moved his hands to rub at his now sore forehead, several thoughts rushing through his head, giving him a worse headache.

“This can’t be real, please let me still be dreaming...” he found himself whispering to himself afraid to open his eyes and see the man again.

[last-sold1er]

[text]: i just wanted to say, i love you and i forgive you

That number....no. It couldn’t have been. This was some sick joke. Why? Why after all these years was this number coming back to haunt him? First Aerith showed up on campus and now this number of all numbers is texting him....and saying the two things he didn’t deserve to hear. He couldn’t do this.

[text]: I think you might have the wrong number. 

He’d have to lie, or maybe tell the truth? Perhaps this was a different person and numbers had changed. God please, please let him leave him alone after this.

[text]: Hope whoever this was meant for didn’t screw up too much.