http://tasercopter.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tasercopter.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2011-10-30 12:49 am

1st mission ☀ fun in the sun

[Reno's one of the hardest working women in Edge, and lately it seems like there's been nothing but work in her life, especially since the city got trashed by those freaks. So when she dreams tonight, her mind drifts away to somewhere quite different: the sunny shores of Costa del Sol--not the most exciting place, usually, but a far cry from the gray skies and grayer buildings of the city.]

#1:
[Miles of pure, untouched, sandy coastline--so tempting to mar it with beer bottles and cigarettes, which is exactly what Reno has done, putting out all her cigarettes in the sand and leaving the green and golden-brown bottles strewn around her, gleaming in the sun. She herself is stretched out on a towel, wearing a black bikini, sunglasses on her face. She's twisted one of her bikini straps around to form a makeshift holster for her Electro-Mag Rod. Because this is a dream, there's no need to worry about the redhead's nemesis: sunburn. She could lie out here all day without turning so much as pink. Lounging beside her is another woman, but at some point she gets up and wanders off. Reno grunts and lets her go, lighting another cigarette and slipping it between her lips. She's sure Rude'll be back later.]

#2:
[There's a party on the shore: a bonfire, people singing and dancing. Reno isn't exactly attending. Instead, she's slinking around in the dark, setting charges in the sand. Once she's done her work, and the festivities are surrounded, she leaves the revelers behind. When she gets some distance between herself and the party, she turns back, just in time to see the explosives go off and the sand go up. And to hear the people start screaming. She grins.]

#3:
[Now Reno, still in her bikini, has engaged in a heated bout of fisticuffs with a large (and suspiciously attractive) young man. She has a black eye and her fists are bloodied, but she clearly is enjoying herself, and the man is in much worse shape. He's covered in bruises, and his nose is bleeding, but she shows no sign of relenting.]

[[OOC: Feel free to encounter Reno at any point during her dream.]]

can you imagine how even MORE confusing he'd be in ACC if he remembered this dream?

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-11 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[it was Reno so he didn't exactly expect what the guy - girl, what the girl said to make sense. There was a whole 'Reno filter' you had to sift everything through when Reno told his stories and Cloud have never bothered develop his well. The headache behind his eyes wasn't helping and he didn't let go of the hilt of his sword but he did hunch inward, eyes a glowing blue in the shadows of his face, eyes narrowed as he tried to make sense of whatever it was Reno was babbling about. Because she was talking about things he hadn't had happen, had no idea about. It didn't make sense unless she was drunk or lying again. And he'd never known Reno to get drunk enough to not know what was going on. Other than that, the only real flare of dangerous blue fire was when his kids getting taken was mentioned.

Freaks? The Turks found Jenova? How was there anything left of that creature to be found much less shot at? The record of his mind skipped and then scratched short.

"Sephiroth? Sephiroth is... geostigma? He came back?"

can you see him waking up yelling: suddenly it all makes sense! oh wait, no. no it still doesn't...

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-22 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[actually Cloud could have kept up amazing well with the geostigma part considering the amount of digging into it he'd done since he'd brought Denzel home. It being Sephiroth's... legacy? however was new information.]

Clones.

[he mutters it, as much to himself as Reno.]

Sephiroth can control and manifest through his clones. I thought they'd all died before the Northern crater. I've seen him materialize them out of thin air.

[though he wasn't sure exactly how that had happened, just that physical limitations didn't seem to really matter to a lot of the clones. They had always been dissolving or appearing out of the floor or swooping through the air. Maybe they hadn't all died or maybe he'd found a way to make more.

That wasn't a pleasant thought considering where most of the first batch of clones had come from.

He'd also seen the clones take on the form and powers of Sephiroth, while Sephiroth himself had been safely elsewhere. The madman had also thrown his 'mother's' body parts around like confetti and made some pretty vicious monsters out of them.

This was making his head hurt. More. He scrubbed at his forehead with his free hand.

Though it would almost be a good story to tell Marlene. Three evil princesses. Though he'd have to change the wording a little on the last one...]


I killed him. Again. You think I'd remember that. And that made the... magic rain that cures the geostigma?

[did it sound any more convincing when he said it back to you, Reno. Because it sure doesn't sound that way when you say it.]
Edited 2011-11-22 16:12 (UTC)

Reno would have made the perfect Christmas Carol ghost

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[so Cloud's got three evil princesses, one resurrected nightmare and magic rain to go on. It sounds more like something out of a fairy tale than a way to finding a cure for Denzel and the rest of the kids. Reno seems to be under the impression that he's still in the hero business too. And somehow the fact that Reno's a girl just kind of adds to the whole 'why the hell not?' feeling of this entire situation.

In his mind though, Cloud runs over his memories, carefully testing them out, feeling for weak bits or hiding blank spots. It's not easy considering his arm really wants his attention but he forces himself to focus. This wouldn't be the first time he's lost memories and if he has he needs to damn well know. There's nothing though. No blanks, no misplaced blurs, nothing but the usual fade to forgetfulness of everyday routines.

Concentrate, Cloud. Things are obviously off. Walk it through. When did things start being off? With Reno being female. His Reno is male. So maybe female Reno's Cloud -]


Maybe I'm not the same Cloud you're thinking of.

lmao I am just about dying over Reno's summary of things

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[okay. He'll actually be distracted for a minute from Reno's babble, eyes moving over pale skin. Because, yeah, those are some pretty dramatic scars and looking at the one on her stomach now, he's actually impressed she survived that.

Of course, she deserved it too.

It clicks that he could call Reno on the obvious lie. Since when has Rufus ever said 'hey, help people'? Help people off a high bridge without a parachute maybe. Not to mention, Rufus is pretty dead. Exploding tower and all being a kind of an end game kind of thing.

At least the world is finally safe from boring monologues?

Back to the point though, the constant 'you did this, you did that' that he's pretty obviously NOT done is getting grating. Since there's really no sense in hiding something Reno somehow already knows about he pulls up his sleeve to reveal the bruised, darkly pus filled wounds and sacks on his arm that have rapidly been spreading up toward his shoulder for the past number of days. His voice comes out rough.]


Does this look like magic rain healed it to you?

makes me wonder if her and Rufus take turns spacing on each other's talking

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-28 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[not interested.

No, seriously, he's not interested in how Rufus might have survived. it saves the lazy writers from having to come up with something that could possibly make sense. He does however give Reno a look from the tops of his eyes that's the Cloud equivalent of a 'took you long enough to catch up'. At least it looks like they're finally past the whole 'nu uh' part of this conversation. He lets his sleeve drop back over the raw skin, barely wincing as the rough fabric makes contact again. He's been through much worse and besides... he thinks he kind of probably deserves it.]


Haven't talked to Tifa tonight. [and that's bad of him and he knows but... he's starting to get this horrible sick feeling in his gut that - that maybe he's not going to see her again. Or the kids. Or Seventh Heaven.

He does take Reno's warning seriously though. Reno's an elfadunk as far as Cloud's usually concerned - but she's deadly and very, very good at what she does when she's being serious. Or, he does, in Cloud's world at least. He's going to assume the same applies here despite body differences.]


The three princesses. Which one's the one that turns into Sephiroth?

[because Cloud's also pretty good at killing. And he's not above removing a threat before it can happen if he gets the chance. Maybe - in his world - he can stop Sephiroth from showing up at all. Because Cloud doesn't think he can beat the bastard with the geostigma gnawing away at him. And he's not going to count on healing rain to show up and save him either. Only Aerith could pull that off. And - she wasn't exactly around to do that kind of thing anymore, was she?]

explains so much about Rude's silence really

[identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com 2011-11-30 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[was it an inflatable tunnel, like the airlines escape chutes? HE DOESN'T WANT TO KNOW!

Hn.

[he'll reserve final judgement on whether he kills three little silver heads. He's no a hired thug - not anymore - and he doesn't kill 'just because'. But he doesn't remember clones having much personality or will of their own, being somewhere below the level of monsters in self-awareness actually and if it keeps Sephiroth from coming back than he's got priorities. His family, his friends, the rest of the Planet that Aerith died for, come before reunion slurring hoods. Cloud doesn't believe in fighting fair. He believes in fighting to win. He's also going to remain no committal on that promise of not locking doors. Especially if Reno sees fit to mention it.

He does look at the sudden drink though. did female Reno just give him something hard?]


Thanks.

[he's not a drinker but he's not going to turn one down right now either. And he suspects Reno carries the good whiskey. He takes the offered drink and then awkwardly shifts over on the seat to make room for the red head. Somehow tonight just seems like the kind of night for devolving into nursing drinks together and he doesn't doubt that Reno brought her own.]

So tell me about Barret having boobs.

[if they're going to be drinking, he might as well go all the way down in that handbasket Reno's providing.]

((ooc. you want to wrap it up for this round or was there anything else?))
Edited 2011-11-30 12:36 (UTC)