urbandev

Ha ha, City. This again.

Couldn't I be young? Just once could I be under the age of seventy?

Niko, assuming you're old enough to understand human speech, I'll still be in today.

Stupid City.

[Feel free to have your character read between the strikes. We all know how Reeve feels about age day. :DDDDDDDD]

[The sound of someone rolling over in bed, then the slap of that person hitting someone else, and a resounding thud as someone tumbles to the floor.]

"Who --?!"

"I could ask you the same question, but I think the answer is fairly self-evident."

"This is awkward."

"Also self-evident."

"How did I get here? Has anyone seen a small girl, about twelve, Wutaiian--"

"More importantly, where is here?"

"Will all of you please calm down? I think I know what's going on. This is my apartment."

"If you could explain?"

"Old me. You have coffee, where is it?"

"In the kitchen. And never mind. Just -- all of you sit here. You'll be gone by midnight. I hope."

"Coffee sounds divine."

"Don't go out there!"

"I really have to find my daughter. You have no idea the trouble she gets into on her own."

"What, you're going to lock us all in here? Not likely. I don't get paid vacation."

"I, also, have work that needs to be attended to."

"You'll all be home tonight, just stay put. I don't want anyone seeing you. Me. Us."

"Twelve hours? I can't leave her alone that long."

"Yes, well, I'm getting coffee. And then a cigarette. And then I'm getting out of here. Other old me, coming?"

"Absolutely. You really shouldn't smoke, you know."

[And this would be the sound of half the voices fading, footsteps, and helpless sputtering.]
[Tentatively.] "I suppose some coffee couldn't really hurt."

"Probably not." [A sigh.] "After you, then. You have a daughter?"

"Well, adopted. She's an orphan from the war. Her name is Yuffie."

[And that sound you hear is either Reeve shutting the door or banging his head against it.]

[OOC: There are slight differences among the voices, predominantly age, but they all sound pretty much the same. Have a Reeve. In fact, for today, have four. Full explanation under the ( cut. )

[OOC NOTE: Today, of all days, LJ comment notification craps out. I'll try not to drop any tags.]

I hear --

Hear what?

Is this part of being City Dead? No one mentioned...

You can't blame everything on one failure, when you have so many.

Who are you? When I find you --

You'll hide in a corner and pretend you don't notice?

Be quiet.

No wonder she left you.

Shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up!

No wonder everyone leaves you.

[OOC: Have Reeve having a mini breakdown. Italics are his shadow; only his voice is audible, but there are pauses whenever the shadow talks and his responses are fast and panicked. Strikethroughs mumbled.]

[Coughs]

Where --

Gaia, it hurts to breathe. Fuck.

Where am I? The last thing I remember --

What time is it?

[Beat]

...Oh.

[Beat]

I suppose the police will want to be talking to me.

[Beat]

Mr. Leandros, I'm very sorry I was not at work yesterday. Walter, I doubt I'll be seeing you this morning.

Is there anybody around?

[OOC: OK, so it hasn't been EXACTLY 24 hours. I couldn't help it. I missed my boy.]

So. Another night, the end of another week, in this place... It grows tiresome, City, I don't lie.

Well. I've been here for too long not to know that I can't change it, but I hope the City reconsiders shortly. Neo-Midgar cannot afford for me to be away much longer; it's still too young. Besides, when Rufus said he was sending me to the promised land... I very much doubt this is what he had in mind.

[OOC: What if Reeve had never chosen to betray ShinRa? This Reeve comes from a world where AVALANCHE never regained the Black Materia, where Cait Siths dogged and impeded the party at every turn, and, while they did eventually defeat Sephiroth, Midgar was completely obliterated, and only selectively evacuated. Edge was rebuilt as "Neo-Midgar", under the control of the ShinRa World Regenesis Organization, led by Reeve Tuesti and silently backed by Rufus Shinra, ("tragically maimed" in one of the "vicious attacks" propagated by AVALANCHE in the months leading up to the final battle). Hello new boss. Who may, in fact, be sleeping with the old boss.]

So after six hours of searching, I finally find my coat and it won't --

I'll be around tomorrow if anyone needs me.

In regard to yesterday:

That was not me projecting onto the network at a volume reminiscent of Yuffie loudly.
I do not recall making vague threats directed at my cats. Or Vash.
Nor do I recall swearing.
I did not, under any circumstances, leave my residence after 10 PM and go to a bar in the lower city where I may or may not have begun a brawl.
In other words, it did not happen.

We shall never speak of this again.

Cadman,
I put Yuffie on Life Boat #8. Would you please do me a favor, find her, and make sure she stays on it?

---

Amanda,

Yuffie and Cadman got off -- if when the survivors get back to the City, can you try to find them? I'll send Cait to you as well.

---

Is there anyone still stuck below decks?

[OOC: Reeve has Cait with him, and anyone who'd like to volunteer can be rescued by a fuzzy kitten. Otherwise he will save of the NPCs. :D]

It's only the 8th?

This is going to be a very long month.

OOC: Cursed like a cursed thing. He appears about 70, and is less than happy about it. Icon phail, but feel free to torment him about it.