[ When all you had was a suit, a snowstorm was a pretty big problem. Rude couldn't tell where the storm was coming from, or why, or how long it lasted. All standard procedure here, apparently, for whatever measure of "here" this was.
Not for the first time, he was thankful for his tailored, hard-wearing gear. The gust of snow hit him in the back and ran cold right down to his bones. He hunched in on himself, powering through for a minute's more hard walking, before making an executive decision: it wasn't worth it. Wherever the first likely hiding spot was, an empty building or bar or nearby cave, he made a beeline right for that and ducked inside without announcement. ]
give me something hard;
[ His first, and clearest, thought is this: what kind of name is Heavenly Blanc?
It probably doesn't matter. After a long 'day' of walking, there's nothing he wants more than a drink and a place to cool his heels. There's certain things about the place that look excessively familiar...perhaps that's why he pushes open the doors and steps inside, looking for some sign of human life.
He never did get to go inside that place, did he? There's certainly no chance he will now. Another regret for the pile. ]
...you open?
[ Time and space aren't exactly playing nicely. That voice might carry across the bar normally, or someone on the other side of the mountain might suddenly hear a questioning word right in their ear. ]
wildcard;
[ Rude is from the current end of Remake, so hit me up with anything in any location! He'll have been patiently exploring around everywhere he can, save for the really treacherous spots. ]
rude | final fantasy vii
[ When all you had was a suit, a snowstorm was a pretty big problem. Rude couldn't tell where the storm was coming from, or why, or how long it lasted. All standard procedure here, apparently, for whatever measure of "here" this was.
Not for the first time, he was thankful for his tailored, hard-wearing gear. The gust of snow hit him in the back and ran cold right down to his bones. He hunched in on himself, powering through for a minute's more hard walking, before making an executive decision: it wasn't worth it. Wherever the first likely hiding spot was, an empty building or bar or nearby cave, he made a beeline right for that and ducked inside without announcement. ]
give me something hard;
[ His first, and clearest, thought is this: what kind of name is Heavenly Blanc?
It probably doesn't matter. After a long 'day' of walking, there's nothing he wants more than a drink and a place to cool his heels. There's certain things about the place that look excessively familiar...perhaps that's why he pushes open the doors and steps inside, looking for some sign of human life.
He never did get to go inside that place, did he? There's certainly no chance he will now. Another regret for the pile. ]
...you open?
[ Time and space aren't exactly playing nicely. That voice might carry across the bar normally, or someone on the other side of the mountain might suddenly hear a questioning word right in their ear. ]
wildcard;
[ Rude is from the current end of Remake, so hit me up with anything in any location! He'll have been patiently exploring around everywhere he can, save for the really treacherous spots. ]