[the scowl replaces any youth in his features and his arms fold over his chest. It almost seems to take him a moment to figure out what she wants from him if the blank hesitation in his eyes is any indication. When it does register, the smirk slides back over his lips and there's a slight swagger in the single shoulder shrug this time.]
Cloud Strife, ex-SOLDIER, 1st class. Mercenary for hire.
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Cloud Strife, ex-SOLDIER, 1st class. Mercenary for hire.