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This system is a little old. Guess it's all you got without towers for a PHS system. Name's Strife. Is there anyone else from Gaia here? I was told that it might be possible... but I am not holding my breath. They also explained this SeeD place as being a kind of school for fighters. Is it true they are not associated with any country or political power? Sounds too good to be true... As for this... Whatever this is. What exactly are they expecting in return? Information? S.

[ooc; Strike outs are personal thoughts. Cloud is just a tiny suspicious of the good people of the Garden. And you want to switch to action, Cloud is currently holed up with Fenrir in the garage. ]

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I'm sorry, Aerith. I've never heard of them before. [ He saw her reaction and took a breath, figuring that now things were going to get strange between them. She looked so much like the Aerith he knew, but it was just too good to be true. ]

[ Strange was right. She looks at him a few seconds longer before her head bows, her eyes darting away. ]

It happened again...

[ She should probably say something more than that, but for the moment she can't think of what to say without sounding upset and she knows how Cloud--her Cloud--takes that sort of thing. She's by Fenrir anyway, so she crouches down and makes a show of looking at it before finally adding: ]

It's a quirk of Time Compression. People who look the same, but aren't.

I'm getting the feeling that it's not just that. Different histories and times all of them mixed up because of what that Time Compression has done.

[ He picked up a spark plug and rolled it over in his hand, not exactly looking at it. ]

But that doesn't mean we can't still be friends, right?

[ She looks over to him, her expression easing to a smile as she moves a little closer. ] Of course not. Even if we got each other confused, it already feels like we can get along well. That's not a bad start.

Yeah, not a bad start at all. [ He put the plug down and wiped his hand off on the leg of his trousers before turning back to Fenrir. ] So I guess we should start at the beginning and get to know each other again.

Cloud, you'll get your clothes all messy that way. [ It's not so much scolding, but it is an obvious reminder, one she's used to giving. Blame Cid. ] Since we already know names... hm, we could say something that's important to us? I've been in this world for over a year now, but my real home is Radiant Garden. It's a beautiful world full of flowers. I think that's why I'm being followed by these now. [ She laughs, running her hand over several nearby lilies. ] I want to make Garden a good place for everyone to stay. Until we can go back to our real homes.

I don't have a cloth to use. [ Her and Tifa both. His answer is pretty automatic even as he pauses in digging out more of Fenrir's engine and fetches a couple cloths to use for his hands. ]

A world of flowers... That sounds nice. Midgar is gone mostly. The ruins are being used to build the city Edge, which is where Tifa and I live with the kids. We took in a couple orphans, giving them a home and a life, and when 7th Heaven isn't open, we go help up with building things or other families that needs some help.

Gone? [ She echoes that, frowning slightly--she's sure Midgar is important if he'd mention it being gone--but then she focuses on what he says afterward. ] Wow... you're so busy. What do you do for fun?

[ ...Wait, Tifa sounds like a girl's name. Fishin' just a little here. ] Tifa is... a friend?

Meteor got rid of most of it. [ He pauses and gently wiped down a large coil, removing the gunk caught up in the coils. ] I deliver packages and letters all over Gaia or hang out with friends. I like to keep busy.

[ He frowns and works out a small stone caught in the coil with his nails, trying not to scrape it too badly as he does so. ] We grew up together. She's the only other person that survived the destruction of Nibelhiem.

[...Two homes destroyed? What a turbulent past. Just like the Cloud she knew. Aerith frowns slightly, her hand clasping. At least he seems to have a normal life now. ] It's a very important bond to have.

I kept busy with my friends, too. They mostly left the flowers to me, but otherwise, we would all work together. And then when it was time to take a break, Yuffie and I would team up to drag Leon away from the work and find our Cloud. [ She giggles. ] He wasn't so good with socializing. He's learning.

Yeah, it is. I know that now.

[ He listened to her talking about her friends, shaking his head a little about that Leon guy and Cloud. At his name, he chuckles, setting the coil down next to the other pieces of his bike. ] I'm not that social either.

I'd say you're doing all right for yourself right now. Full marks.

That's only because everyone drags me out all the time. If I had my way, I'd probably be a crazy hermit with chocobos living in my bedroom or something.

You sound happy enough for a would-be chocobo hermit.

If you want, I could show you around Garden when you're done with your bike. Fenrir, you called it?

Nah, I can't be. Yuffie keeps on referring to me as a gloomy rain Cloud.

[ Yes, he is poking fun at himself. Usually it would be hard to tell, but he is sort of smiling when he said it. He looked down at the engine parts and over at Fenrir before looking at her and nodding. ]

That would be nice. I'll have to flush out the old oil and gas and rinse everything anyways before refueling Fenrir. Sand and rocks got inside of everything.

[ Aerith giggles. ] Didn't you know? You should be a perfect bundle of energy, just like her!

Ah, sounds like a lot of work... but for such a nice bike, I'm sure it's worth it.

There's not enough energy in the Lifestream to make me close to being like her.

[ He hid that smile as he ducked under Fenrir, lifting the bike up onto blocks and positioning a couple large buckets under the tank before opening them. He had to start the gas draining with the use of a tube and some suction but soon he had it going. ]

It's something that I can leave over night, same for giving the parts a bath. Then tomorrow I'll just have to put everything back together and refill the tanks. Fenrir is a good bike; a friend help me customize a Hardy Daytona from the old SOLDIER stores.

Hm? [ She doesn't know what Lifestream is--though she understands perfectly well what he means without knowing the one word, so the wry comment still makes her smile. ]

A friend... [ Hey, if they both knew Yuffie, then a mechanically-inclined friend? It immediately brought to mind one name. ] His name wouldn't be Cid, would it?

[ He blinks and then chuckles slightly, picking up engine pieces and putting them in a clear oil bath. ]

Only if Fenrir was a flying machine... No. Reeve helped me with Fenrir. You don't know Reeve?

Edited 2011-09-25 18:46 (UTC)

[ Ah, so she was wrong--and right. He does know a Cid, and he's at least a little like hers. ] I know he likes his gummi ships best, but he's had other projects. But no, I don't know anyone named Reeve. What's he like?

Cid is a flying man. He would cuss up a storm if he knew I drove Fenrir into a sand storm but it's not the stupidest thing I have done. [ Cid liked good machines, and can even appreciate one like Fenrir although he calls Cloud's motorcycle a hunk of Shin-Ra trash. ]

He's older then most of us and used to be a city planner and designer. He's got this robotic cat called Caith-Sith that pretty much has a personality of its own now. He's always tinkering with it, or something mechanical. He became the head of the World Restoration Order and is trying to help people.

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