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Jun. 8th, 2013 10:15 pm
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[There is a silver-haired girl kneeling in the gardens, wearing a sunhat, and gently patting down the soil. It's impossible to hear her from afar, but the movements of her lips suggest she's speaking... to the plants and earth, it seems, as there's really no one else there for her to be speaking to.

Care to give her company?]

Date: 2013-06-09 07:32 pm (UTC)
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[ Bribery by food isn't a bad plan, actually. He's hungrier than he was when he stepped into the green patch, he thinks, and never turning down a (more or less) free meal is practically a virtue of the day-to-day traveler.

But he'll probably talk, regardless. He's not really a chatty guy (never will be), but he's gotten used to telling stories, of a sort, over the past year or so. ]


Sure. (Why not?) What... Kind of place do you want to know about?

Date: 2013-06-10 03:00 pm (UTC)
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I dunno.

[ He's got a few least favorites, but actually picking someplace he liked better than the rest is harder than he would've thought. He thinks for a moment, instead, what kind of place would you tell a kid about?

That answer is a little easier to come across, as he finds a spot to sit with his new collection of vegetables. ]


How about the Gold Saucer? Where I'm from, there's a huge amusement park in the middle of the desert. That's the place.

Date: 2013-06-10 03:19 pm (UTC)
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All of them. [ He shrugs. Aren't you supposed to ride all of them?

In any case. ]


There's a roller coaster, and a gondola that circles the whole place. When the fireworks go off, it's hard to see the view, though.

Mostly what they have is arcade games. Racing and fighting, too.

Date: 2013-06-10 03:48 pm (UTC)
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There's a tram that takes people there. Next town over. It's always crowded.

[ Even if that town's pretty much the literal shitheap - but he won't say that, because that's a pretty crummy thing to say.

He lifts a shoulder, again. The gesture is more like punctuation or an involuntary tick, now. ]


The coaster's okay. Not really my style. There's a shooting game you play on it, too, though. That's better.

Date: 2013-06-10 04:01 pm (UTC)
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Not really.

[ If he'd been thinking about it, he would have realized that was a pretty cruel thing to say - given the situation she described, before. But a little plastic ray gun that shoots nothing but harmless lasers at holograms doesn't strike him as anything similar.

When things go sour, he doesn't seem to notice, still eating with the same casual air as he looks more at the garden than her. ]


But I get... Motion sick, kind of. It's just a dumb kiddy game, but it gives you something to focus on.
whysocirrus: (take wing on the balmy breeze)
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[ (Had? Huh?)

Oh yeah. She's dead.

That does get another sidelong glance out of him, silent and considering. It sounds too ordinary an ailment for her (already, he's decided, that's the case), but don't kids her age (and younger) die of ordinary causes all the time?

He wonders briefly if they all come here, or to similar places, too - but the thought dismisses itself as politely and swiftly as the rest of his deeper concerns about here. The where's not his, after all. Just a pit stop for the afternoon.

He shakes his head as the reverie breaks. ]


You don't have to. This stuff's fine.

Date: 2013-06-26 04:33 am (UTC)
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[ ...It's the liar, obviously. Even Cloud has enough moral high ground left over to see the clear answer to that, though it's more out of empathy than pity that he decides not to put up a fight.

Nobody would've been polite enough to make up an excuse for avoiding him, back then. ]


Fine. I'll come back for these. [ And he sets aside his collection of vegetables, dusting off his hands in the process, because carrying them around with no pack to stuff them all into is not a fun prospect. (He doesn't juggle well.) ]

Date: 2013-06-26 05:01 pm (UTC)
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[ While she looks back at him, he's looking around the place. It's nothing like the only (shabby, one-room) school he's ever personally seen the inside of, and strangely clean, in terms of architecture.

He only stops with the tourist-style goggling when she addresses him, again. ]


No. [ Not if he can help it, at least. He doesn't know the rules of this place any more than he does the rules of his temporary stay, and it's just as likely he'll disappear without warning as it must've been that he appeared at all.

But he's planning to make an attempt, just the same. ]


...I didn't catch your name. [ And if she's buying him lunch, it's probably prudent to know. ]

Date: 2013-06-26 05:41 pm (UTC)
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Cloud.

[ It's significantly less of a mouthful. ]

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