Just like That
November 20th, 2008 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skerenTitle: Just Like That
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Cid
Rating: Caution due to Cid talk
Summary: Cid really didn't like the logic being used here.
He was, simply put, annoyed. A person couldn't just disappear like that. There was no magic code word, no materia, no anything that could make someone dissolve away right in front of someone else's nose like that.
But, that's essentially what happened. The mad had faded away into sparkly nothing right in front of his damn nose. He'd blame the planet, but that hadn't happened to Aeris, had it? No, her body had stayed tangible, solid, and very very dead. There hadn't been any mysticism there, there'd just been a cold corpse.
This time, they didn't even get that and he'd be damned if he'd just let it sit. The hocus pocus involved here was, put frankly, really fucking annoying. Sure, Cloud was a special, spiky headed little shit, but that didn't mean he didn't deserve to be properly buried.
It sure the fuck didn't mean that he was supposed to sit back, kick up his heels, and wait for his comrade to maybe pop up in a few years to follow in Sephiroth's footsteps either.
Freaky, insane, silver haired little fucker.
Thus, there was only one course of action left, obviously.
He'd go down to the church and bitch. Really fucking loud.
And he'd take some tea, just in case it took a while.
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Cid
Rating: Caution due to Cid talk
Summary: Cid really didn't like the logic being used here.
He was, simply put, annoyed. A person couldn't just disappear like that. There was no magic code word, no materia, no anything that could make someone dissolve away right in front of someone else's nose like that.
But, that's essentially what happened. The mad had faded away into sparkly nothing right in front of his damn nose. He'd blame the planet, but that hadn't happened to Aeris, had it? No, her body had stayed tangible, solid, and very very dead. There hadn't been any mysticism there, there'd just been a cold corpse.
This time, they didn't even get that and he'd be damned if he'd just let it sit. The hocus pocus involved here was, put frankly, really fucking annoying. Sure, Cloud was a special, spiky headed little shit, but that didn't mean he didn't deserve to be properly buried.
It sure the fuck didn't mean that he was supposed to sit back, kick up his heels, and wait for his comrade to maybe pop up in a few years to follow in Sephiroth's footsteps either.
Freaky, insane, silver haired little fucker.
Thus, there was only one course of action left, obviously.
He'd go down to the church and bitch. Really fucking loud.
And he'd take some tea, just in case it took a while.