urbandev: (cait - kickin' it old school)
This isn't good! I can't say it. Poor Tifa...


Is that so? Then I'll tell you. Looks good. You are perfect for each other! Aerith's star and Cloud's star! They show a great future!

Cloud, I'll be your matchmaker, preacher... I'll do whatever you want me to! You just call me when it all happens!


Thank you for believing in me, knowing that I was a spy. This is the final, final farewell!


She told me to 'Be strong.' I feel so happy... Owww~! [A crash and skitter as he hits the floor.] What happened?

I can still move more!


This must be it! The Ancients sure did a great job making this.

I can protect the Planet too! I'm kinda embarrassed...

There's plenty of stuffed toys like my body around, but there's only one me! Don't forget me even if another Cait Sith comes along.

Good bye, then! I guess I'm off to save the Planet...

[OOC: Reeve (and Cait) are reliving the moment when the first Cait Sith sacrificed himself to rescue the black materia from the Temple of the Ancients.]


Feb. 8th, 2009 12:03 am
urbandev: (Awash in red)

Cloud, I think you were infectious.

No point in moving to the tub. I've already wrecked the sheets.

I -- could someone check on Anita for me in the morning? I don't know if she's still a child or not -- she shouldn't have to see this.

[Private to Niko]

How are you feeling? Better?


Jan. 12th, 2009 10:54 am
urbandev: (bitchplease.)
I'm sure everyone here came from happy, functional families. Forcing us to talk about our homes couldn't possibly wreak havoc, City.

Hm. I can't say much about my father. He was never there. I started working for ShinRa because he wanted me to. He was an MP for most of my childhood, dispatched wherever they needed him. He wanted me to be the same, or to go into SOLDIER.

At any rate, he lived in the barracks and Mother and I kept a small house in a village just a few miles south of Kalm. She had huge gardens on every side of the house. She grew all of our food, but she really loved the flowers. Wildflowers, roses -- if it bloomed, she would grow it. And then Father was transferred -- forced retirement, more like, he was too old to fight. Work detail in Junon. He finally got an apartment and moved us to the city to be with him. We lived outside of town, in the lower water, off by the docks. It always smelled like dead fish, and nothing would grow. Mother kept a small window box, and I used to walk it out to the beach every day to catch some sunshine.

Father didn't approve when I decided to continue school rather than enlist. Even when I dropped out to work for ShinRa, he wasn't happy. Well, I might have been more of the man he'd wanted if he'd been around occasionally.

He died a little after construction was completed on Midgar. By then I had enough to buy Mother a house on the upper level. We imported soil from all over the planet for her garden. Sector 8 was the only one with natural top soil; everywhere else it was synthetic. It didn't matter. She'd really loved Father, though I'll never understand how. She stopped planting her gardens -- not all at once, but slowly. And I stopped coming by as often as I should have.

She had Denzel, the last few weeks. He helped her plant again, even though it was December. And then Meteor -- We tried to evacuate everyone, but she wouldn't leave gardens. And there were too many lives for them to stop and argue with one senile old lady. She was one of the people we didn't get out.

I think -- it was probably better. What a terrible thing to say. I don't know if they'd told her I was dead by that point, or if they'd told her I'd betrayed the company, but she was tired. The garden was all washed away by the Lifestream, anyway.

Oh. And I have no need of sugar, Deities, nor am I going anywhere near that woman to claim some.

[OOC: Info on Reeve's father is mostly fanon. All the stuff on Ruvi, however, is as canon as you consider the cracktastic short stories set between Advent Children and DoC to be. XD;;;;

As for the sugar... well, the only real enemy Reeve's got in the City is Jadis, and she's got enemies of her own, amIrite?]
urbandev: (been living for tomorrows all my life)
Alright. So we'll park the Fox down here by the waterfront and then fan out. Yuffie, Vincent, there should be enough cover on the beach for you to bring your teams around and flank them. No matter how well organized this outbreak is, we outnumber them. So we knock this out, mop up, and be back to our wives and children before dinner.

[Pauses as though listening to someone else speak.]

I require at least a year's notice before you procreate, Yuffie, so that I can retire and leave the city. Maybe the Planet.

And try not to destroy family houses, this time, people. This is Junon, they're a little touchy about that.

-- Oh.

Where...? not Junon.

Vincent? Yuffie?


Jul. 16th, 2008 07:10 am
urbandev: (Awash in red)
What, so people locked up for inane "crimes," constant supervision in our homes -- the Mayor of Midgar was confined to one heavily guarded room inside ShinRa headquarters, City. It's going to take more than a curfew to faze me.


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