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paradisalogs2012-07-19 01:41 am
shrugs_a_lot) wrote in paradisalogs2012-07-19 01:41 am
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are you still mad?
Who: Cloud (shrugs_a_lot) & Zack (bustered)
What: Not running away!
When: A few after this
Where: Castle's grounds.
Rating: Chocobos.
Was he making a big deal out of this?
He was, right?
But if he was, then Reno was too... And there lied the problem...
Since when Reno cared about telling Cloud to stop dilly dallying? That sounded more like something Aerith would say!--but he had said it was Tifa so, yeah, it worked too.
How's that he got himself into this? He had said it once and he'd say it again, he was going to be facing crises is all his life, wasn't he? Well, at least this one didn't involve about ten muscular guys in speedos... That had to count for something!
Cloud sighs and shakes his head a little, lowers his sword to his middle section and tries to focus on what he was doing instead. He gives a quick glance to his surrounding area just to make sure no one is near and he's got enough space, then closes his eyes as his grip tightens around the kevlar handle.
One step, two steps, three steps--opening his eyes he starts swinging that massive piece of metal between his hands--to the left, to the right, passing it from hand to hand and behind his back. Then jumps, the Buster raising rapidly over his head and letting it fall into the ground, making the ground reverberate and leaving a clean cut on it. But that barely stops him as Cloud continues with what seems to be an elaborated routine, almost like a dance.
His muscles ached already, he had been still for too long even as a little helpless cloud. Ah, but he wasn't going to complain; he had missed this, all the time he couldn't hold his sword and tango with her. This was his life, he was born for this! For the thrill of the battle and pain of success.
Where was he getting all that cheesy stuff from anyway? Hmm, it didn't matter, it was better to have that in mind than thinking about certain brunette--and of curse it's when Zack comes to his mind again when he skips a step and he loses balance! He doesn't hit ground though, instead he changes the whole direction of his imaginary attack to avoid falling. He's gotta be able to improvise too of course! But after skilfully avoiding that fail, he stops all sudden. Impales the blade in the ground and turns his head towards the castle.
He's not going to come, right?
Is he making a big deal out of this?
He is, right?
Yes, he is...
shrugs_a_lot) & Zack (bustered)What: Not running away!
When: A few after this
Where: Castle's grounds.
Rating: Chocobos.
Was he making a big deal out of this?
He was, right?
But if he was, then Reno was too... And there lied the problem...
Since when Reno cared about telling Cloud to stop dilly dallying? That sounded more like something Aerith would say!--but he had said it was Tifa so, yeah, it worked too.
How's that he got himself into this? He had said it once and he'd say it again, he was going to be facing crises is all his life, wasn't he? Well, at least this one didn't involve about ten muscular guys in speedos... That had to count for something!
Cloud sighs and shakes his head a little, lowers his sword to his middle section and tries to focus on what he was doing instead. He gives a quick glance to his surrounding area just to make sure no one is near and he's got enough space, then closes his eyes as his grip tightens around the kevlar handle.
One step, two steps, three steps--opening his eyes he starts swinging that massive piece of metal between his hands--to the left, to the right, passing it from hand to hand and behind his back. Then jumps, the Buster raising rapidly over his head and letting it fall into the ground, making the ground reverberate and leaving a clean cut on it. But that barely stops him as Cloud continues with what seems to be an elaborated routine, almost like a dance.
His muscles ached already, he had been still for too long even as a little helpless cloud. Ah, but he wasn't going to complain; he had missed this, all the time he couldn't hold his sword and tango with her. This was his life, he was born for this! For the thrill of the battle and pain of success.
Where was he getting all that cheesy stuff from anyway? Hmm, it didn't matter, it was better to have that in mind than thinking about certain brunette--and of curse it's when Zack comes to his mind again when he skips a step and he loses balance! He doesn't hit ground though, instead he changes the whole direction of his imaginary attack to avoid falling. He's gotta be able to improvise too of course! But after skilfully avoiding that fail, he stops all sudden. Impales the blade in the ground and turns his head towards the castle.
He's not going to come, right?
Is he making a big deal out of this?
He is, right?
Yes, he is...
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"Thanks." He's not quite sure what Cloud means, the almost-massage or the almost-spar, and neither is he sure how to ask which one. But maybe it doesn't really matter, because both things have their place, don't they? He's hoping so at least, because Zack's really kind of enjoying what they're doing now, and he's really kind of enjoying the thought of having a proper spar with the blond.
"How're you feeling?"
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It is quite a hard question to answer in that moment as he isn't quite sure. Cloud's silence elongates for a moment before he decides that this is going anywhere; gathering himself, he gets up at last, picking up the Buster with him not only to take it off the dirt, but to help himself with it. He could probably rely on Zack to help him if his balance falters, but he trusts his sword way more right now.
Cloud takes a moment waiting for something to happen; as for what he's waiting for, he's not quite sure either. His head has stopped hurting, but the uneasiness is still nested in his chest, but it is nothing he cannot handle right now, or so he thinks. After that brief moment has passed, he settles his sword over his back without any kind of extra movements; a hesitant second later, he turns to look at Zack directly at last.
"I dunno what's going on... But..." Starts, locking eyes with the other. "Don't go easy on me." Somehow, from what he's seen, Zack seems to be the type of guy that wouldn't want to push someone too hard if it'd mean breaking them. It's not like Cloud would like to lose his cool like that again, but if it happens, it happens.
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It still doesn't change the fact that he wants to just persuade Cloud inside, to curl up around him and protect him. He can't though, as much as he wants to: Cloud doesn't want that sort of coddling. And he doesn't need it either, this Zack knows. He just takes up his own blade and meets Cloud's stare levelly for just a moment, for the two simple words of a promise. "I won't."
That's all the warning Cloud will get before Zack's the one rushing him, all strength and speed and relentlessness, because that's what Cloud wants.