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Title: Following the Call
Author: GW Katrina
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII-PuppetKitty
Pairing/Character: PuppetKitty
Theme: 25-Paved for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
25_streetsigns
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 379
Disclaimer: Not mine. PuppetKitty created by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pegunicent
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Following the Call
It was nice to have someone to travel with. With human-thing around, he was carried as much as he walked, it was easier to get food, and he could demand, and usually get, scritches and attention as often as he wanted it. Which was nice.
Being around someone for that long, though, was somewhat odd. The last time he had spent so much time with humans, it had been in stupid human’s den, and that place always smelled sour. He hadn’t liked it, and he had been hurt lots of times there. So he didn’t plan on going back. Which was part of the reason he had avoided humans before this.
But now that he had human-thing, who looked human enough to pass, he was able to go into towns, and found the hunting was much easier there. He didn’t even have to hunt. A little meow and a few prods at the human-thing got him easy and tasty food. Which was a good reason to keep human-thing around.
Still, they kept moving after the voice, and there were times where, when they were in front of flickery screens, human-thing would pause and watch. He always found such things boring, but they seemed to fascinate human-thing. So they must have been important.
“Shin-Ra does seem to be having a time of it,” his human-thing said, absently giving him scratches with the tips of claws. “And I’m sure I recognize someone in those images they flash about this so called terrorist group.”
His human thing chuckled. “Though, if it is him, he’ll be heading the same way as us. Hope you liked town, cat. We’re heading out. No more civilization for us. At least for a while. Off the beaten path we go.”
He didn’t really care. As long as they kept heading for the voice he could still hear, that was fine. Besides, it got him off the pavement. That stuff was icky feeling to his paws.
Mrowing at human-thing, he washed the man’s cheek. A small laugh and a scratch was his reward.
If they were going, they should get going.
It appeared as if human-thing agreed, and they started off, following the voice that called them north.
Title: Anchors
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cloud, mentions of Cid, Vincent, and Rufus
Claim: Vincent/Cid/Cloud/Rufus
Prompt: 07-Gebo for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
24_runes
Word Count: 582
Rating: PG
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Anchors
Cloud would be the first to admit that, honestly, he was clueless about relationships. Being a grunt in Shin-Ra’s military wasn’t the best of dating situations, as he and many of his friends had commented on. Often. And he had better odds there than he did later on, because labs were even worse on figuring out the whole people interaction thing.
Though Cloud had never been the best of socialized people. When he was young, he had really despised most of the people he had grown up with, thinking them childish and worthless to get to know as friends. Looking back now, he knew that he had been rather harsh, but he had been an only child, and most of his time was spent with his mother, who talked to him like he was an adult. Not that he blamed her. She hadn’t been the most social of people either, and when his dad had died, she had cut back on even what little time she did spend with the others in town.
So his first real chance at reaching out of his shell and interact with people was after everything was done after the Sephiroth situation. World was saved, he remembered who he was, people knew who he was.
And he was still clueless.
Oh, Tifa tried. Most of the group did. Cloud tried to return the attempt of reaching out, but found it a little overwhelming. So he had done what he had always done. Retreat.
Vincent hadn’t let him. The man was good at stalking. Cloud told him so. Vincent said it was a remnant of his years as a Turk. Cid had piped up it was something that Vincent kept up so he could scare the living daylights out of people when they least expected it. Cloud and Vincent had both rolled their eyes, as, to them, they were being fairly noisy.
Where Vincent was good at the herding aspect of things, Cid was the other end of the “Can’t let Cloud hide” spectrum. When Cloud tried, Cid had noisily told him to pull his head out of his ass and deal with it, then normally drag Cloud, who wasn’t sure how to protest, to some activity or another.
Which was a good reason for Tifa to sic the pair on Cloud often. When she did, Cloud came home most of the time.
He still wasn’t sure how Rufus fit into things. The man was a jackass, but Cloud found himself snarking with the man in a completely different way than he would argue with Cid or debate with Vincent. He wasn’t sure why, but Rufus did get a lot more about the whole pre-Meteor, post-SOLDIER era of Shin-Ra. Plus there was the fact he was a lot closer to Cloud’s age. They were only months apart, born the same year, where Cid had almost a decade on them, and Vincent more than that. Sometimes it didn’t mean a damn thing, and sometimes it meant a great deal.
Cloud didn’t really get relationships, even though he was in the middle of one with three people, but he did know one thing. They kept him from getting lost, and gave him something to hold on to, an anchor of sorts.
For that, he was willing to put up with Vincent’s “you are just a child” silences, Cid’s “idiot” rants, and Rufus’s “worship me” attitude.
They gave him a hold on himself, and he appreciated that.
Author: GW Katrina
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII-PuppetKitty
Pairing/Character: PuppetKitty
Theme: 25-Paved for
25_streetsignsRating: PG
Wordcount: 379
Disclaimer: Not mine. PuppetKitty created by
pegunicentTo see previous completed prompts, go here.
Following the Call
It was nice to have someone to travel with. With human-thing around, he was carried as much as he walked, it was easier to get food, and he could demand, and usually get, scritches and attention as often as he wanted it. Which was nice.
Being around someone for that long, though, was somewhat odd. The last time he had spent so much time with humans, it had been in stupid human’s den, and that place always smelled sour. He hadn’t liked it, and he had been hurt lots of times there. So he didn’t plan on going back. Which was part of the reason he had avoided humans before this.
But now that he had human-thing, who looked human enough to pass, he was able to go into towns, and found the hunting was much easier there. He didn’t even have to hunt. A little meow and a few prods at the human-thing got him easy and tasty food. Which was a good reason to keep human-thing around.
Still, they kept moving after the voice, and there were times where, when they were in front of flickery screens, human-thing would pause and watch. He always found such things boring, but they seemed to fascinate human-thing. So they must have been important.
“Shin-Ra does seem to be having a time of it,” his human-thing said, absently giving him scratches with the tips of claws. “And I’m sure I recognize someone in those images they flash about this so called terrorist group.”
His human thing chuckled. “Though, if it is him, he’ll be heading the same way as us. Hope you liked town, cat. We’re heading out. No more civilization for us. At least for a while. Off the beaten path we go.”
He didn’t really care. As long as they kept heading for the voice he could still hear, that was fine. Besides, it got him off the pavement. That stuff was icky feeling to his paws.
Mrowing at human-thing, he washed the man’s cheek. A small laugh and a scratch was his reward.
If they were going, they should get going.
It appeared as if human-thing agreed, and they started off, following the voice that called them north.
Title: Anchors
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cloud, mentions of Cid, Vincent, and Rufus
Claim: Vincent/Cid/Cloud/Rufus
Prompt: 07-Gebo for
24_runesWord Count: 582
Rating: PG
To read previous prompts, go here
Anchors
Cloud would be the first to admit that, honestly, he was clueless about relationships. Being a grunt in Shin-Ra’s military wasn’t the best of dating situations, as he and many of his friends had commented on. Often. And he had better odds there than he did later on, because labs were even worse on figuring out the whole people interaction thing.
Though Cloud had never been the best of socialized people. When he was young, he had really despised most of the people he had grown up with, thinking them childish and worthless to get to know as friends. Looking back now, he knew that he had been rather harsh, but he had been an only child, and most of his time was spent with his mother, who talked to him like he was an adult. Not that he blamed her. She hadn’t been the most social of people either, and when his dad had died, she had cut back on even what little time she did spend with the others in town.
So his first real chance at reaching out of his shell and interact with people was after everything was done after the Sephiroth situation. World was saved, he remembered who he was, people knew who he was.
And he was still clueless.
Oh, Tifa tried. Most of the group did. Cloud tried to return the attempt of reaching out, but found it a little overwhelming. So he had done what he had always done. Retreat.
Vincent hadn’t let him. The man was good at stalking. Cloud told him so. Vincent said it was a remnant of his years as a Turk. Cid had piped up it was something that Vincent kept up so he could scare the living daylights out of people when they least expected it. Cloud and Vincent had both rolled their eyes, as, to them, they were being fairly noisy.
Where Vincent was good at the herding aspect of things, Cid was the other end of the “Can’t let Cloud hide” spectrum. When Cloud tried, Cid had noisily told him to pull his head out of his ass and deal with it, then normally drag Cloud, who wasn’t sure how to protest, to some activity or another.
Which was a good reason for Tifa to sic the pair on Cloud often. When she did, Cloud came home most of the time.
He still wasn’t sure how Rufus fit into things. The man was a jackass, but Cloud found himself snarking with the man in a completely different way than he would argue with Cid or debate with Vincent. He wasn’t sure why, but Rufus did get a lot more about the whole pre-Meteor, post-SOLDIER era of Shin-Ra. Plus there was the fact he was a lot closer to Cloud’s age. They were only months apart, born the same year, where Cid had almost a decade on them, and Vincent more than that. Sometimes it didn’t mean a damn thing, and sometimes it meant a great deal.
Cloud didn’t really get relationships, even though he was in the middle of one with three people, but he did know one thing. They kept him from getting lost, and gave him something to hold on to, an anchor of sorts.
For that, he was willing to put up with Vincent’s “you are just a child” silences, Cid’s “idiot” rants, and Rufus’s “worship me” attitude.
They gave him a hold on himself, and he appreciated that.