Fan art | Final Fantasy VII - Cloud Strife Artist: Bosmitze

Whatever it is you plan on doing today.

That doesn’t sound right. We were chasing a moogle that stole our materia. [Cloud said in his still half asleep state.]

Fine. I’ll get ready.

Accidentally dropping a crate of books nearby.

“What time is it?”

Don’t expect much.

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Cloud quirked a brow as he noticed his friend staring so intently at the illuminated screens. “Something up?”

. . . [Staring at the broken remains of his door.] Why are you like this?

Cloud’s head slowly dropped so he could peer down at the blossoms resting in their wicker home. “Seriously?” This mako infused eyes now turned to Aerith as the man grimaced somewhat. He wouldn’t say no, but he wasn’t thrilled at the prospect.

A look of concern touched his face at her state of alarm. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to. .” Cloud trailed off before shaking his head. Elmyra was sure to be sitting at her table waiting patiently for her daughter. “I’ll take you there.”

Don’t be sorry. You’re going to be replacing it or Marle will have both of our heads.

“I was just out running errands. It’s no bother.” He turned his head away as she leaned in, those mako infused eyes glancing off to the side as if trying to avoid her.

[ooc:] I wonder how these would turn out.