aerialassault: (confident -- you gotta deal)
Cliff Fittir ([personal profile] aerialassault) wrote 2014-06-05 10:13 pm (UTC)

action;

[Though the tone was light, he understood Souji well enough by this point to catch the underlying worry that he didn't openly voice. It was with reason too-- but, until he saw Fayt for himself and knew that the young man was okay, Cliff knew that he had to keep on moving forward like he always did.

Afterward, though... he couldn't remember the last time he had slept well. The enormity of the situation weighed heavily on his shoulders, and he had a lot more to think on than just his revival. The entire battlefield of Zompania, littered with the bodies of the people who were sacrificed in what had to be some kind of arcane ritual, and the thing that lurked underneath the fabric of existance still needed to be reconciled in his heart. Although he had seen planets be destroyed, his course of action at that point was still clear. This time, he had no idea what the next move was.

...it bothered him.

Cliff padded across the cool, wooden floors in bare feet, fingers trailing against the firm lines of the wall, and joined Souji.

He was grateful for his partner's discretion.]


Nah-- fits better than I thought. I probably goofed on the tie, though.

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