[Allen still isn't quite sure what to do with temporary pairings in general, but he hasn't heard 'Cloud' on the list before. If the man (?) is new, then his responsibilities seem more straightforward.]
[Right. The guy he got temporarily paired with. Cloud barely knows what to expect from a permanent warden, let alone a temporary one. Sharing everything that's wrong with him with a stranger who is only responsible for him for a few weeks? No thanks. But at least he has someone to go to when he runs into limitations and barriers, that's something.]
I thought the library. There are rooms there you can talk in.
[He doesn't necessarily think it's likely that they'll talk about anything that needs real privacy, but there's no reason not use it since it's available.]
Works for me. I'm right down the hall, anyway. Be there in five.
[Cloud hangs up without any of the usually expected social niceties, but it's not you, Allen, he's just like this.
Sure enough, in five minutes he's in the library, idly examining a shelf of books with arms folded and leaning against a wall. 5'8", blond, dressed in black, and slightly glowing, vivid blue eyes with an unnaturally green corona around the pupils. He's not a man who fidgets - he's still as he waits.]
[Allen is used to people with even fewer social niceties, so he isn't bothered that Cloud just hangs up. He could've hung up without agreeing to meet. Allen doesn't have to look around when he enters the library, as Timcanpy gives his shoulder a slight nudge.
Allen's also 5'8", though he has the look of a teenager who hasn't yet grown into his adult height. He has white hair and silver-grey eyes, but it's the scar that cuts across his eye and down the left side of his face that's particularly memorable. He's dressed in black too, though his uniform has red trims. He lifts his hand, smiling.]
[Cloud turns at the greeting and takes a moment to take in this...kid? He looks young, but so did Hanna and that was deceptive, so Cloud's not going to jump to any conclusions just yet. Strange scar, what looks like some kind of uniform. Interesting.
He gestures with his chin a little by way of a greeting response.]
[Cloud doesn't mind Allen's formality, but he has no intention of mimicking it for the sake of propriety or whatever. The only context in which Cloud gives a shit about formality is a military one, and he's been ex-military for a good long time now.
He gives the...winged ball? a curious glance as he follows behind them both. It appears Cloud is not a man of all that many words.]
[Allen isn't uncomfortable with the silence. He tends towards quiet himself, when it's not needed for work. He doesn't feel any tension in it, so after his automatic swift check of the room - he's not exactly 'military', but an Exorcist is a soldier that always has to expect attacks - he simply takes a seat.]
You arrived recently?
[He believes in being polite, and that can sometimes mean being to the point with someone who isn't overly talkative.]
[Cloud performs the same room check as he passes through the doorway and then sits down himself, though he avoids sitting directly across from Allen. Somewhere off to the side a bit and not too close - and facing the door. Because you never know, and Cloud can't afford to let down his guard while he's missing most of his enhancements. Not that he tends to anyway.]
Yup.
[For a moment it seems like he might just leave it at that, but he knows he's supposed to be working with his warden if he wants to achieve his goals, so after a pause he follows up with,]
[Cloud's eyes narrow slightly in something like irritation.]
Sure does. At least, this one train graveyard does. Or...did.
[Before Sector 7 became nothing but a ruin. Though who knows? For all Cloud knows, they're still there, wandering around the rubble and acting like jackasses.]
On my world, there's a man who takes the spirits of the dead and combines the spirit with machine to make monsters - while the soul of the person can only watch as they kill those close to them and then keep on killing.
Exorcists are tasked with destroying Akuma. [He's stating facts, not without emotion - he can't speak of Akuma without emotion - but it's just meant to lay out the information. He rubs the back of his neck, with a small sigh.]
They move about cloaked in flesh, but I can always see their true forms, and what they carry with them.
[Now Cloud's focus is entirely on Allen as he frowns deeply.]
Experimenting with souls to make monsters. Now that's familiar. Never heard of Akuma, but where I'm from, souls return to the planet when they die. To the Lifestream. And some assholes figured out how to extract and refine pure Lifestream for power.
[He glances down at his own upturned palm for a moment. Mako is ultimately made of souls, and like everything else Shinra made, he's powered by it, too.
But he looks back up at Allen soon enough.]
You can see 'em. Guessing that means other people can't?
The Earl goes to people who have just lost someone they love and tells them he can give them back. If they say yes... he forces the ghost to kill the person who loved them and live within their body.
[It's a monstrous act. So much so that say that feels redundant. He touches his left eye for a moment.]
No, they can't. That's why Exorcists wear this uniform. Akuma are driven to try to kill Exorcists, so we draw their attacks as much as we can. [As most Exorcists can't see the Akuma until after they evolve into a more monstrous form, they're often a bit jumpy.]
[Cloud's eyes widen in an alarmed sort of horror. If such a thing had happened when he'd lost - well, any of the loved ones he's let die lost, he knows himself well enough to know he'd probably have said yes too, eventually.]
What's the point? What's he get out of that?
[Cloud tilts his head slightly with another curious look at that scar, but he doesn't ask.]
He wants to destroy the world, but I think the point of doing it that way is because he enjoys inflicting pain.
[Allen doesn't hate many people. There are days when he doesn't even hate the Millennium Earl. Then there are times when all he can remember the weight of his dead father on his ten year old shoulders and the Millennium Earl smiling down at him. He shakes his head.]
The only thing I can do for the dead back home is let them rest. Set them free. Here... You chose to come here for a reason. [He rubs the back of his neck, sheepish.] I don't expect you share that with a stranger, but someone will know eventually. So it only seems fair to share the life that brought me here. [He has several stark examples of what a lack of information can do to your choices.]
[It's all too easy to go back in Cloud's memories to a time when Sephiroth spoke that way, too. Good, Cloud. Fill your empty heart with rage. Through suffering, you will grow strong. Isn't that what you want?]
...yeah. People who wanna destroy the world usually do.
[Not anymore, though. Cloud wonders what would happen if this Earl showed up on the Barge. Would he eventually find something better to live for, too? ...then Cloud remembers what seems to have been Sephiroth's 'something better' and decides to end that train of thought right there.]
So...you're here to help the dead.
[Cloud wrestles for a moment with the idea of telling this stranger anything. He doesn't think Allen's intention was to make him feel obliged to return the favor, and he doesn't really feel obliged anyway. But what good is having a warden who knows nothing about him? Still...ugh, this was easier when he met Yunlan who already knew everything important.
He sits forward to lean his elbows on his knees, head slightly bowed to let his hair fall over his face a bit. He finally does speak, in somewhat of a subdued tone.]
Somebody tried to destroy my world, too. Almost succeeded. I stopped him, but...that wasn't the end of it. The consequences of everything he did, everything I did...threatened humanity all over again. I dealt with it like an asshole, and in return it took me out. Me, and a lot of others.
[Vague enough not to feel too personal, but gets across enough to give some idea of why he's here - at least, he thinks so. After all, every inmate's got debts to pay and mistakes to make up for. Not like he was gonna be able to tell any of his story without taking responsibility for something.
Besides, it's in his best interests to at least let Allen know he's not some kind of murderous creep.]
"...I know. But I... Even so, I still want to be a destroyer who can save others."
Allen still remembers those words, from so long ago. He doesn't know if he has managed to do anything but destroy.
He looks down at his hands.]
...I would like to help the dead in a way that's not just destroying them. It's kind of a selfish wish...
[The Barge offers a chance for it to not only to be selfish.]
I think about that sometimes: what will happen when we stop the Earl. There will still be consequences. Not ones that threaten the world [hopefully], but all those people will still be dead. The pain they left behind will still be there. Everything the Black Order has done to stop him.
Even if it turns out it was truly needed to save the world, it doesn't mean it wasn't wrong. We'll still have to bear that guilt. Even before there's some sort of 'end'...
Just before I came here, there were already consequences to some of the experiments they've done. Alma killed a lot of people. He would've killed if more if he could. I still chose to send him to a place where he could have peace in the time he had left, away from the Order. [He laughs a little, regaining his smile.]. Against their orders, so I lost my job for that. If the Admiral hadn't offered me a job, I'd probably be back to street performance!
There's nothing wrong with it, but you often spend most of time broke. There's a lot of just scraping by hoping the tricks you know will get you enough so you can eat, and if it's enough for food it's not always enough for a place to sleep that isn't in some alley.
[After a moment's thought he adds:] In my experience.
[It's a bit of an odd thought to Cloud, whose most relevant city experience was in Midgar, where the poor and the well-to-do were separated by a massive vertical distance. And then Edge, in which pretty much everyone is poor other than Rufus Shinra, who lives like a hermit anyway.]
No, nothing like that. Though they do provide lots of food, as well as everything else! [Food is the most pressing point, though he does like to have a place to sleep, clothes and everything else the Black Order offers.]
You're born an Exorcist, though a lot of people never know unless they come into contact with a fragment of Innocence they bond to. I was born with mine, so I learned about them when I was pretty young. I spent a while training after that, before I joined the Black Order.
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Date: 2024-07-16 11:45 pm (UTC)Hello, I'm Allen Walker.
I wondered if you'd like to meet?
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Date: 2024-07-16 11:49 pm (UTC)Sure. Where'd you have in mind?
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Date: 2024-07-16 11:53 pm (UTC)[He doesn't necessarily think it's likely that they'll talk about anything that needs real privacy, but there's no reason not use it since it's available.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:07 am (UTC)[Cloud hangs up without any of the usually expected social niceties, but it's not you, Allen, he's just like this.
Sure enough, in five minutes he's in the library, idly examining a shelf of books with arms folded and leaning against a wall. 5'8", blond, dressed in black, and slightly glowing, vivid blue eyes with an unnaturally green corona around the pupils. He's not a man who fidgets - he's still as he waits.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:23 am (UTC)Allen's also 5'8", though he has the look of a teenager who hasn't yet grown into his adult height. He has white hair and silver-grey eyes, but it's the scar that cuts across his eye and down the left side of his face that's particularly memorable. He's dressed in black too, though his uniform has red trims. He lifts his hand, smiling.]
Hello.
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:34 am (UTC)He gestures with his chin a little by way of a greeting response.]
Allen, I take it?
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:40 am (UTC)There's a room on the left? [The golem - proves not to just be a gold ball on Allen's shoulder, as Timcanpy spreads his wings to lead the way.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:50 am (UTC)He gives the...winged ball? a curious glance as he follows behind them both. It appears Cloud is not a man of all that many words.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 12:58 am (UTC)You arrived recently?
[He believes in being polite, and that can sometimes mean being to the point with someone who isn't overly talkative.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 01:32 am (UTC)Yup.
[For a moment it seems like he might just leave it at that, but he knows he's supposed to be working with his warden if he wants to achieve his goals, so after a pause he follows up with,]
Not quite a month ago.
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Date: 2024-07-17 01:37 am (UTC)Did you chose to come here?
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Date: 2024-07-17 02:29 am (UTC)Yeah.
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Date: 2024-07-17 02:34 am (UTC)Sure does. At least, this one train graveyard does. Or...did.
[Before Sector 7 became nothing but a ruin. Though who knows? For all Cloud knows, they're still there, wandering around the rubble and acting like jackasses.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 02:43 am (UTC)Exorcists are tasked with destroying Akuma. [He's stating facts, not without emotion - he can't speak of Akuma without emotion - but it's just meant to lay out the information. He rubs the back of his neck, with a small sigh.]
They move about cloaked in flesh, but I can always see their true forms, and what they carry with them.
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Date: 2024-07-17 02:56 am (UTC)Experimenting with souls to make monsters. Now that's familiar. Never heard of Akuma, but where I'm from, souls return to the planet when they die. To the Lifestream. And some assholes figured out how to extract and refine pure Lifestream for power.
[He glances down at his own upturned palm for a moment. Mako is ultimately made of souls, and like everything else Shinra made, he's powered by it, too.
But he looks back up at Allen soon enough.]
You can see 'em. Guessing that means other people can't?
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Date: 2024-07-17 03:03 am (UTC)[It's a monstrous act. So much so that say that feels redundant. He touches his left eye for a moment.]
No, they can't. That's why Exorcists wear this uniform. Akuma are driven to try to kill Exorcists, so we draw their attacks as much as we can. [As most Exorcists can't see the Akuma until after they evolve into a more monstrous form, they're often a bit jumpy.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 03:24 am (UTC)let dielost, he knows himself well enough to know he'd probably have said yes too, eventually.]What's the point? What's he get out of that?
[Cloud tilts his head slightly with another curious look at that scar, but he doesn't ask.]
Mm. Why are you telling me all this?
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Date: 2024-07-17 03:37 am (UTC)[Allen doesn't hate many people. There are days when he doesn't even hate the Millennium Earl. Then there are times when all he can remember the weight of his dead father on his ten year old shoulders and the Millennium Earl smiling down at him. He shakes his head.]
The only thing I can do for the dead back home is let them rest. Set them free. Here... You chose to come here for a reason. [He rubs the back of his neck, sheepish.] I don't expect you share that with a stranger, but someone will know eventually. So it only seems fair to share the life that brought me here. [He has several stark examples of what a lack of information can do to your choices.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 04:18 am (UTC)Good, Cloud. Fill your empty heart with rage.
Through suffering, you will grow strong. Isn't that what you want?]
...yeah. People who wanna destroy the world usually do.
[Not anymore, though. Cloud wonders what would happen if this Earl showed up on the Barge. Would he eventually find something better to live for, too? ...then Cloud remembers what seems to have been Sephiroth's 'something better' and decides to end that train of thought right there.]
So...you're here to help the dead.
[Cloud wrestles for a moment with the idea of telling this stranger anything. He doesn't think Allen's intention was to make him feel obliged to return the favor, and he doesn't really feel obliged anyway. But what good is having a warden who knows nothing about him? Still...ugh, this was easier when he met Yunlan who already knew everything important.
He sits forward to lean his elbows on his knees, head slightly bowed to let his hair fall over his face a bit. He finally does speak, in somewhat of a subdued tone.]
Somebody tried to destroy my world, too. Almost succeeded. I stopped him, but...that wasn't the end of it. The consequences of everything he did, everything I did...threatened humanity all over again. I dealt with it like an asshole, and in return it took me out. Me, and a lot of others.
[Vague enough not to feel too personal, but gets across enough to give some idea of why he's here - at least, he thinks so. After all, every inmate's got debts to pay and mistakes to make up for. Not like he was gonna be able to tell any of his story without taking responsibility for something.
Besides, it's in his best interests to at least let Allen know he's not some kind of murderous creep.]
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Date: 2024-07-17 04:55 am (UTC)"...I know. But I... Even so, I still want to be a destroyer who can save others."
Allen still remembers those words, from so long ago. He doesn't know if he has managed to do anything but destroy.
He looks down at his hands.]
...I would like to help the dead in a way that's not just destroying them. It's kind of a selfish wish...
[The Barge offers a chance for it to not only to be selfish.]
I think about that sometimes: what will happen when we stop the Earl. There will still be consequences. Not ones that threaten the world [hopefully], but all those people will still be dead. The pain they left behind will still be there. Everything the Black Order has done to stop him.
Even if it turns out it was truly needed to save the world, it doesn't mean it wasn't wrong. We'll still have to bear that guilt. Even before there's some sort of 'end'...
Just before I came here, there were already consequences to some of the experiments they've done. Alma killed a lot of people. He would've killed if more if he could. I still chose to send him to a place where he could have peace in the time he had left, away from the Order. [He laughs a little, regaining his smile.]. Against their orders, so I lost my job for that. If the Admiral hadn't offered me a job, I'd probably be back to street performance!
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Date: 2024-07-17 06:46 am (UTC)[Cloud speaks from experience; he learned this from Zack, back then.
He listens to Allen's musing thoughtfully, looking a bit grim at the mention of bearing the guilt. But then--]
Nothin' wrong with street performance. But you did what you thought was right, that's the important thing. Not all orders oughta be followed.
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Date: 2024-07-17 06:57 am (UTC)[After a moment's thought he adds:] In my experience.
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Date: 2024-07-17 07:06 am (UTC)[It's a bit of an odd thought to Cloud, whose most relevant city experience was in Midgar, where the poor and the well-to-do were separated by a massive vertical distance. And then Edge, in which pretty much everyone is poor other than Rufus Shinra, who lives like a hermit anyway.]
That why you joined up with the Exorcists?
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Date: 2024-07-17 07:13 am (UTC)You're born an Exorcist, though a lot of people never know unless they come into contact with a fragment of Innocence they bond to. I was born with mine, so I learned about them when I was pretty young. I spent a while training after that, before I joined the Black Order.
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