Cloud Strife (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
neverfirstclass) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
melodiesoflife2016-07-30 11:45 am
neverfirstclass) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-07-30 11:45 am
Preparing for Battle
Who: Cloud and OPEN
Where: Cloud's back yard at A-13 and around Aqures Ixen
When: Over time during the festival and leading up to August 3rd
What: Cloud makes his preparations, does some training, and could use a hand painting his new magitek armor
Warnings: None
[A letter goes out to all the Heroes of Aqures Ixen, carefully addressed so that it hopefully will not reach nefarious hands that have been known to intercept the mail before.]
Everyone,
I’m looking for an engineer to help me out with something. I don’t need anything made but I finally got a magitek armor of my own and I could use a hand with preparing it for when Palitutu arrives. I also have a motorcycle that was left to me by Graham and I want to make sure I know how to take care of it properly if it needs work. Any help at all is appreciated. Anyone else who wants to come lend a hand or just drop by is welcome too.
Cloud
Preparation - At the House
[Anyone coming up to house A-13 and knocking on the door won’t get a reply, but there are a few clues of where to go. The engine sounds of a motorcycle or a magitek armor can be heard from around the back of the house, depending on which Cloud is working on at the moment. A toolbox is laid open and the blonde Hero can be found poring over his two vehicular mounts, gently poking at a few things but avoiding anything major. The motorcycle looks like a custom job, built from parts available into a solid looking piece of equipment, as opposed to the models stolen from the empire. Likewise, the magitek armor looks similar but different, a bit bigger, a bit scarier looking, and white rather than the normal dark metal tones.
Zack leans over Cloud’s shoulder, the chocobo peering at the mechanics before him but it’s hard to tell if he comprehends what he’s seeing. For anyone who hasn’t seen the bird lately, his now black plumage has a lovely healthy shine from the sunlight coming down. A few feet from them are some cans of paint, none of them open just yet.
Mako, for his part, sits off to the side, thumbing through one of his usual books and lets Cloud know whenever someone joins them in the back yard. Cloud isn’t so wrapped up in everything that he’s missing all else going on around him, but between his focus and the noises close to him having a lookout helps.]
Training - In the back yard or at one of the many training spots in Aqures Ixen
[Days. Days are what they have. Time just seems to slip away and tumble and there’s never enough time to get ready when it counts. But Cloud is resolved to make every moment count. He remembers to eat and sleep and do his work, and he even takes some time to spend at the festival, but he pours his remaining moments into his training. It’s not out of desperation or fear, but a solid focus and wish to protect those around him. He doesn’t think they’ll win everything here and now, but that doesn’t make this upcoming battle count any less.
Several training dummies are left battered and broken in his wake, victims of his diligence. He practices with a variety of weapons, those he’s not using at a moment laid out waiting for use or maintenance. The Buster Sword, Zack’s sword, it sits there calmly waiting even though he’s unsure if he wants to use it. His shotgun style gunblade, it’s served him well as a Magitek Knight, he may need it again. The Fusion Swords, the six swords of his future self that could be combined and taken apart as needed. He’s been practicing with the individual ones more than the completed set, but he’s getting a handle on each. A greataxe, black mage staff and a shortspear all sit out on the table as well, alongside a shield that seems simple by comparison to some of his other equipment. Now and then, between rounds of training he looks it over, wondering if there’s something he can do with it.
He murmurs to himself as he inspects his equipment.] I can do this...I can make my own style. I can be my own Hero.
Where: Cloud's back yard at A-13 and around Aqures Ixen
When: Over time during the festival and leading up to August 3rd
What: Cloud makes his preparations, does some training, and could use a hand painting his new magitek armor
Warnings: None
[A letter goes out to all the Heroes of Aqures Ixen, carefully addressed so that it hopefully will not reach nefarious hands that have been known to intercept the mail before.]
Everyone,
I’m looking for an engineer to help me out with something. I don’t need anything made but I finally got a magitek armor of my own and I could use a hand with preparing it for when Palitutu arrives. I also have a motorcycle that was left to me by Graham and I want to make sure I know how to take care of it properly if it needs work. Any help at all is appreciated. Anyone else who wants to come lend a hand or just drop by is welcome too.
Cloud
Preparation - At the House
[Anyone coming up to house A-13 and knocking on the door won’t get a reply, but there are a few clues of where to go. The engine sounds of a motorcycle or a magitek armor can be heard from around the back of the house, depending on which Cloud is working on at the moment. A toolbox is laid open and the blonde Hero can be found poring over his two vehicular mounts, gently poking at a few things but avoiding anything major. The motorcycle looks like a custom job, built from parts available into a solid looking piece of equipment, as opposed to the models stolen from the empire. Likewise, the magitek armor looks similar but different, a bit bigger, a bit scarier looking, and white rather than the normal dark metal tones.
Zack leans over Cloud’s shoulder, the chocobo peering at the mechanics before him but it’s hard to tell if he comprehends what he’s seeing. For anyone who hasn’t seen the bird lately, his now black plumage has a lovely healthy shine from the sunlight coming down. A few feet from them are some cans of paint, none of them open just yet.
Mako, for his part, sits off to the side, thumbing through one of his usual books and lets Cloud know whenever someone joins them in the back yard. Cloud isn’t so wrapped up in everything that he’s missing all else going on around him, but between his focus and the noises close to him having a lookout helps.]
Training - In the back yard or at one of the many training spots in Aqures Ixen
[Days. Days are what they have. Time just seems to slip away and tumble and there’s never enough time to get ready when it counts. But Cloud is resolved to make every moment count. He remembers to eat and sleep and do his work, and he even takes some time to spend at the festival, but he pours his remaining moments into his training. It’s not out of desperation or fear, but a solid focus and wish to protect those around him. He doesn’t think they’ll win everything here and now, but that doesn’t make this upcoming battle count any less.
Several training dummies are left battered and broken in his wake, victims of his diligence. He practices with a variety of weapons, those he’s not using at a moment laid out waiting for use or maintenance. The Buster Sword, Zack’s sword, it sits there calmly waiting even though he’s unsure if he wants to use it. His shotgun style gunblade, it’s served him well as a Magitek Knight, he may need it again. The Fusion Swords, the six swords of his future self that could be combined and taken apart as needed. He’s been practicing with the individual ones more than the completed set, but he’s getting a handle on each. A greataxe, black mage staff and a shortspear all sit out on the table as well, alongside a shield that seems simple by comparison to some of his other equipment. Now and then, between rounds of training he looks it over, wondering if there’s something he can do with it.
He murmurs to himself as he inspects his equipment.] I can do this...I can make my own style. I can be my own Hero.
Re: Preparation
The vagabond can't understand the limitation on children despite the explanation. Maybe Cloud ran away to join the army just to be able to go somewhere?]
I would have wanted to break in, I'd have hated being told where to go. Your tribe works at the reactor? So, what makes it dangerous?
[She grants the fellow blond a smile when he joins her, wiping her hands clean of grease on a rag that - honestly may be making them worse.]
Yes! That will help. The more you use it, the more you'll get better at to finding the center of balance too - but it's always something to be super careful of. If this thing falls on you, you'd need to be superhuman to get out. Also - and this one is super important. A machina with a name will always work better. Just make sure it's a good one.
Re: Preparation
[A large organization waging war against those who stood against them and every small town containing a structure run by that organization. That probably sounds a bit familiar to Rikku.]
But I mean, with all the monsters in the mountains, and then just the equipment in the Reactor there were a lot of ways someone could get hurt working there. But the money was good, or at least people would rather work there than the other stuff or leave town entirely.
[Listening to Rikku's assessment he leans back, looking up at the armor as it looms over them. The giant form of it still looks sinister painted red as it is. It reminds him a bit of a legend he heard around Midgar when he was on patrol one night.]
What about Surtr?
Sorry!
Had it been because something about the way Cloud described growing up, sounded like being trapped together?
Most people say cities and stuff here, guess only you determine what Home is.
A wrench gets placed back in the toolbox as she soaks in what the magitek knight spoke of, the gesture more delicate than the previous fervor so it does not make a clamor. It did sound all too familiar. With her head slightly downcast, the goggles get pulled down.
Shinra...was your world's Yevon.
Just because this world had the Empire, and Cloud's Shinra - she decided it did not have to mean things could not get better, for everyone. She nodded, both to herself - and at Cloud mentioning people staying for the money. The thief could understand that.
People gotta survive how they can sometimes.
Leaning back on her hands, she looks at the red armor. Trying out the sound and placing a finger to her lips thoughtfully.
Surtr. Yup! It's a keeper.
Re: Sorry!
Yeah, I guess you're right. And even if you don't like your home growing up you just might find yourself missing it sometimes once you put some distance between yourself and it.
[He's enjoying his life here in Crystallis far more than on Gaia, but he does worry after his mother from time to time. Not to mention Zack and Kunsel and Tifa. His Tifa anyway.
Yevon is vaguely familiar to him, from his interactions with her and Yuna. Not to mention that one wedding he saw in Yuna's nightmare. He remembers hearing the word there.]
Pretty much. I know ShinRa falls from power in my future, but most people were just trying to live their lives. I'm not saying ShinRa's right but I don't blame most people for going along with them.
[He glances up at the magitek armor.]
But I guess if you want to fight for what you believe in and make things change then you need to go against the flow. No matter how hard it gets.
Right, Surtr it is.