Who: Cloud Strife, Scáthach, Geralt of Rivia, Prompto Argentum, and Tifa Lockhart. When: Throughout Feb. Where: Aefenglom, Aefenglom forest, beyond the borders. What: Closed threads. New meetings, old meetings, more. Warnings: Fightystuff.
[They're about the same height too. Weird. This guy though, he's not like him. He's outwardly cheerful, even downright sunny. But that's not important. He tries not to linger, instead making his way to the counter, allowing his gaze to drift to the assorted bits and bobs, and all of the merchandise behind it.]
I spoke to you on the network. ...Mostly about your chocobo. I'm Cloud. You wanted to go hunting, right?
I've...been here a while. Like, over a year a while. The transformations kinda suck, and it sucks more when no one's around to distract you or keep you company, y'know? Besides, maybe with a buddy you'll be more yourself?
[He's explaining, sure. But something seems off- something seems to be unsaid, and... well, honestly, he gets what's unsaid more than what's said. Being here for that long, no-one being around.
Maybe people have left. ...And he gets it. He really does. ]
Right.
[He should probably tell him that hunting isn't the best thing. That maybe he just needs other people, and not monsters, but...]
[So many people have left. It's part of the reason Prompto reached out in the first place--he's lonely.
But he's never gonna admit that.]
Familiar enough, yeah. I don't go out into like a lot of people do, but you don't live here for that long and just. Avoid the forest, y'know? It's literally right outside!
You know the clearing? It's about a half mile in, south of the houses that're burned out. I can meet you there at the full moon, if you want.
[Small pause. He's concerned, vaguely. There's monsters there, as well as worse things nearby. And Prompto said he was a shiba inu, right? So... he can run. But still. He's kind of concerned that he can't defend himself.]
Or I can meet you on the edge of town. ...I can't stay there for long though. The natives get weirded out seeing me.
[It's true. That werewolf from the coven's a mixture between man and animal. He's got claws, stands on his hind legs, and talks.]
I change all the way. The natives- [Don't like monsters. Especially Mirrorbound ones. But that's best not going into. Prompto's been here a while, he said. He probably remembers last years' kidnappings.] - think I'm actually a wolf. And I'm not up for being chased around.
[Prompto just sort of nods, because yeah. Yeah he can guess what Cloud's not saying. It's better, but...yeah.]
Well, uh, good news is I also kinda go all the way? I think I'm a bit bigger than an actual shiba but...that's something, yeah? And hey, with me around it'll probably be obvious you're not an actual wolf.
[Either that, or they're going to think that the adorable dog is about to get eaten by the wolf. ...Which... honestly? Would be bad. But it seems pretty apparent that Prompto would prefer to meet on the outskirts of the town... So it's happening. He's not going to argue.]
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[They're about the same height too. Weird. This guy though, he's not like him. He's outwardly cheerful, even downright sunny. But that's not important. He tries not to linger, instead making his way to the counter, allowing his gaze to drift to the assorted bits and bobs, and all of the merchandise behind it.]
I spoke to you on the network. ...Mostly about your chocobo. I'm Cloud. You wanted to go hunting, right?
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He grins when the guy gives his name.]
Yeah, or at least run with you while you hunt. Not, uh, not too sure how good I'll be at the hunting.
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[That question comes first. A few others come to mind, sure, but that's most important. As well as something else.]
...I don't remember anything when I change. Pretty sure I don't act like myself too. You sure you want to do this?
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I've...been here a while. Like, over a year a while. The transformations kinda suck, and it sucks more when no one's around to distract you or keep you company, y'know? Besides, maybe with a buddy you'll be more yourself?
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Maybe people have left.
...And he gets it. He really does. ]
Right.
[He should probably tell him that hunting isn't the best thing. That maybe he just needs other people, and not monsters, but...]
You familiar with the forest?
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But he's never gonna admit that.]
Familiar enough, yeah. I don't go out into like a lot of people do, but you don't live here for that long and just. Avoid the forest, y'know? It's literally right outside!
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You know the clearing? It's about a half mile in, south of the houses that're burned out. I can meet you there at the full moon, if you want.
[Small pause. He's concerned, vaguely. There's monsters there, as well as worse things nearby. And Prompto said he was a shiba inu, right? So... he can run. But still. He's kind of concerned that he can't defend himself.]
Or I can meet you on the edge of town. ...I can't stay there for long though. The natives get weirded out seeing me.
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[But--]
Why would the natives get weirded out?
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[It's true. That werewolf from the coven's a mixture between man and animal. He's got claws, stands on his hind legs, and talks.]
I change all the way. The natives- [Don't like monsters. Especially Mirrorbound ones. But that's best not going into. Prompto's been here a while, he said. He probably remembers last years' kidnappings.] - think I'm actually a wolf. And I'm not up for being chased around.
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Well, uh, good news is I also kinda go all the way? I think I'm a bit bigger than an actual shiba but...that's something, yeah? And hey, with me around it'll probably be obvious you're not an actual wolf.
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[Either that, or they're going to think that the adorable dog is about to get eaten by the wolf. ...Which... honestly? Would be bad. But it seems pretty apparent that Prompto would prefer to meet on the outskirts of the town... So it's happening. He's not going to argue.]
...So. Meet you at the next full moon?
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