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liveandforgive) wrote2019-06-20 02:29 pm
liveandforgive) wrote2019-06-20 02:29 pm
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Cloud Strife ⬤ Final Fantasy VII
residential district ⬤ Level 2 Apartment
moonblessing ⬤ Sanguis
residential district ⬤ Level 2 Apartment
moonblessing ⬤ Sanguis
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[ As per usual, she's taking none of the responsibility even though she's easily at least 50% at fault. Poor Cloud.
There's no lingering resentment there - only a certain degree of annoyance and a whole lot of fatigue, because HA HA WOW was that a workout or what?! Colour her surprised. The last thing she expected was for Mr. Doormat over here to have tricks of his own, let alone enough of a spine to push back once she started throwing her weight around.
LEVEL UP! Respecc +1As for that silent offer he's extending with that hand, Panty automatically reaches for him, catches herself, and pushes herself upright under her own power. The last thing she needs right now is his pity.
God. Her hair's a mess right now, isn't it? ]
Keep your mitts off my stuff. You got lucky this time.
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[ When she gets back to her feet, he places his hand back in his pocket, only briefly flicking his gaze to the sword he so haphazardly dropped for the sake of healing her up. He wouldn't take back what he did. He's sturdy (gonna be feeling sore for a bit, but it's nothing he needed to use his Materia for anyway), but frankly despite the rough front he could put on...
He'd have helped her anyway. Every time. Not that he ever had any intention of making that point known. The silence is awkwardly extended between the two of them as they stand in the mess that they've made. Until finally... ]
...
Gonna hafta get some new drywall. [ Y'know. For the impact crater he's effectively made from smashing her into it. ]
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[ Now that she's not blinded by the Sanguis Roid Rage™ he's got a point. They can't just leave that eyesore there.
On the other hand property management probably wouldn't be too happy if they found out about all the damage to the unit. Having a maintenance guy come up would be pretty much admitting guilt, right? Panty don't roll like that. Nuh uh son. ]
Just slap a poster or something over it. Nobody will notice.
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[ He rubs a hand against the back of his neck awkwardly, as he weighs his options. Gonna need a new bookshelf. Some cleaning equipment to get rid of the patented Chuck smear off the wall where the poor son of a bitch when splat. ]
We gotta fix this.
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What's all this "we" business? Panty ain't cleaning up any of this stuff, are you kidding???? ]
So hire a maid or something. I've got better things to do than patch up any of this shit.
[ No wonder her room's such a disaster zone with that attitude. ]
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Shoulda seen that one coming.
[ But he's...frankly, too tired (and maybe a teensy bit Chroma sapped) to argue with her over it. So instead, he shakes his head. Frankly, he'd be embarrassed to let a maid in. ]
Fine. I'll deal with it.
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[ ... ]
Chuck?
[ Eh??? Where'd that little shit go, anyway? He was right here a minute ago, wasn't he--
Oh. Shit.
Right.
She forgot about that. ]
...........................................god fucking dammit. Do we even have a mop in here?
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[ He'll get one of those too. ]