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After hearing from Aerith, Archer doesn’t waste time by contacting Cloud by his communicator. He simply uses his Warden items to locate Cloud wherever he might be.
Cloud, right? Looks like I'm your warden this time around, name's Husk, dunno if I've actually met you in person before. If you want, come on by the Lounge and I'll get you something and we can talk or some shit.
Or not. It's up to you, honestly, not like I do fuckall much else outside of working.
Or not. It's up to you, honestly, not like I do fuckall much else outside of working.
Yo. I'm Gojyo; the Admiral's married us off for this month.
[ Her eyes are wide with surprise. Unfortunately, that means she's about to spit out some word salad. ]
Cloud? Um, hi! I really didn't expect- well, it'd been a couple of months for me and I- are you okay?
Cloud? Um, hi! I really didn't expect- well, it'd been a couple of months for me and I- are you okay?
After calling Cloud over, she'll wait in the 'office' part of her cabin with the door open for her inmate to arrive. The tables she'd used to form a taco bar previously are now separated into two- she has both his file and a giant stack of printed paper next to it.
This would hopefully be like ripping off a bandaid. A little painful, but good to do. For both of them, even. She ends up staring at the papers while she fidgets with her pencil.
This would hopefully be like ripping off a bandaid. A little painful, but good to do. For both of them, even. She ends up staring at the papers while she fidgets with her pencil.
Fred barely even realizes what she's doing as she tugs on her work overalls and near-sprints to Cloud's cabin. She hadn't even had breakfast, much less braided up her hair. She knocks on the door before she realizes she could've just called. This seemed better?
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