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strongestoftheturks) wrote2013-07-28 08:41 am
strongestoftheturks) wrote2013-07-28 08:41 am
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Reno's gone home.
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Heading back to base. Delivering Pokemon, both stolen and captured.
Action: Route 32 and Union Cave
[The Kabuto crumples to the ground weakly, unable to escape the red beam that envelopes it. With three shrill "ding"s, the job is done. Rude picks up the Pokeball and tosses it into a bag, where the Kabuto joins at least 10 other ancient Pokemon all sealed with their respective red and white balls.
Rude's Eevee does a little jump for joy at the victory, before settling down for a brief rest while Rude pulls out a notepad and records the next capture. 3 Kabutos, 2 Omanytes and a Shieldon. Not bad, but he hasn't achieved his goal of catching an Aerodactyl just yet. Hopefully he'll stumble onto one so-
Well, speak of the devil.
Trick jumps up and just about manages to evade the swooping jaws of an ancient Pokemon. The Aerodactyl circles the air, eyes zooming in on the Eevee before it makes a second dive again. But this time both trainer and Eevee are prepared.
Rude's still trying to deal with the fact that his partner was gone. This feeling of loss is not something you can just turn on and off with a switch. But as Rude orders his Eevee to deliver a Sand Attack, he feels a bit of the old surge of excitement that comes with a battle, and for now he'd just like to concentrate on fighting because that's the only thing he can think off to do.]
Reno's gone home.
Text: Filtered to Rockets
Heading back to base. Delivering Pokemon, both stolen and captured.
Action: Route 32 and Union Cave
[The Kabuto crumples to the ground weakly, unable to escape the red beam that envelopes it. With three shrill "ding"s, the job is done. Rude picks up the Pokeball and tosses it into a bag, where the Kabuto joins at least 10 other ancient Pokemon all sealed with their respective red and white balls.
Rude's Eevee does a little jump for joy at the victory, before settling down for a brief rest while Rude pulls out a notepad and records the next capture. 3 Kabutos, 2 Omanytes and a Shieldon. Not bad, but he hasn't achieved his goal of catching an Aerodactyl just yet. Hopefully he'll stumble onto one so-
Well, speak of the devil.
Trick jumps up and just about manages to evade the swooping jaws of an ancient Pokemon. The Aerodactyl circles the air, eyes zooming in on the Eevee before it makes a second dive again. But this time both trainer and Eevee are prepared.
Rude's still trying to deal with the fact that his partner was gone. This feeling of loss is not something you can just turn on and off with a switch. But as Rude orders his Eevee to deliver a Sand Attack, he feels a bit of the old surge of excitement that comes with a battle, and for now he'd just like to concentrate on fighting because that's the only thing he can think off to do.]
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But that does sound a lot like Tifa. Using her martial art skills to save the world. She's too good a person to-
Wait. Why that question? That's a really odd way of phrasing the usual "How's she doing?" question.]
She's fine. She saved the Planet again.
Why do you ask that?
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Well, the thing is? The last thing I remember of that world is the six of us giving our lives to protect the other Warriors of Cosmos. There were these mindless killing machines, and somebody had to stop them so they didn't kill everybody. So us six went and destroyed how they were getting to that world.
I've been worried about them.
Voice: Filter
When the hell did this happen!? Was Strife there? Why didn't he do anything? Did you see her...
[...die? That's the unsaid word. Rude knew that at one point she was going to be executed by Shinra; he didn't like it at all but he could accept that, because that was a natural consequence of going against the company that the Turks were part off. Nothing was more important than finishing the mission.
But this was different. This time they weren't on opposite sides. There was no Shinra involved, no code shared among a team. This was Tifa doing what she did best: fighting for the lives of others.
She's not supposed to die.]
Voice: Filter
Strife? Like - Cloud Strife? [He'd heard the name from Tifa before.] He was a Chaos Warrior, but she protected him too. A lot of us suffered from memory problems - I think she knew more then him. I'm not sure when it happened, though - but I was one of the first to go. I didn't see it, no.
[He knows what Rude meant. His voice is becoming more serious, more strong. He's a man of the gun, after all. Well, he was.]
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[Seriously? Rude shook his head, unsure what to make of the situation. There was a lot of contradictory information he was getting here; Cloud, a villain? Maybe it was those Jenova cells messing up the guy's brain again.]
...Cloud's alright. He, Tifa and their friends saved the Planet.
So, if you didn't see her die then...there's a chance she didn't?