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Ch 9 - Final Fantasy VII - Post ACChapter Nine: They're All Back.
Vincent: Vincent slowly shook his head. "Thank you Aerith. I am fine now. I was wounded, but I have recovered now." He touched his head where a shard had hit him; if anything, there was a scar there. "So no," he said, sneaking a smile, "I'm not hiding anything."
Tifa: Tifa smiled at the flower girl, "I'll be ready for her....and I'm fine, just a couple bruises...." she said, looking at Cloud's reaction, not surprised by it in the slightest, he had never really forgiven himself for her death, even though it wasn't his fault as she'd tried to tell him. She noticed Tseng was paler than usual, staring at h
Ch 8 - Final Fantasy VII - Post AC Chapter Eight: Answers, Now.
Tseng: Tseng had awoken around half an hour ago- he did originally awaken with a start however propping himself and looking around he realised he wasn't tied down or harmed. In fact, he felt better... far better; taking this registered feeling as a confirmed definite of safety. This thought was only reinforced when he turned to notice Valentine adjacent to him in a bed. He sighed and relaxed back down, this wasn't good- maybe he was getting too old for this? Or foes were simply becoming stronger? Either way, waking up here was a blessing and a nuisance... Sure, he only felt a mild twinge of pain now, however thi
.In Your Veins, I Run.Pairing: Cloud x Tifa (Sorta.)
Disclaimer: Made this for FF7-RP's Contest. I don't own the char's.
Cloud was sitting in his cozy, one room apartment--on the sofa. Not much was going on lately...life was...the same. He sighed gently and shifted his eyes from the floor to the coffee table before him. The same. Everything was the same. Noticing the chill creeping up through the space between his toes, he flexed them--and then swung his feet upwards and over so that they now lay on the fuzzy sofa he was already sitting on.
An abrupt, familiar... ring.
He quickly leaned forward and swept up his phone from the
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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