The Round Robin (anyone's welcome!)

[skeren]

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Final Fantasy Seven (yes you can use characters from any of the games/movies/Whatever else there is of FF7 for this) only! If we bring in crossovers at least one person participating will end up super confused. Any pairings welcome, and if your part has something that might squick someone, put it in your comment title. Also, guys, go as AU as you want, just try to keep everyone IC, okay?

And now, we begin!

Title: The Round Robin
Fandom: FF7
Characters: ????
Word Count: ????
Authors: ????

Things were just not going well today. He had managed to rip his pants, they'd been his favorites, drop his sword at an angle to leave a massive gouge in his shoe, and spill his lunch tray all over one of his commanding officers.

He'd only been up an hour.

He kind of dreaded what this would mean for later in the day. Like, say, after range practice.

Or during his date later.

Nodding to himself, he turned a corner and slammed right into someone's chest.

"And just what are you doing?"

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"I'm r-running," the little mp Cloud managed. "I was looking for you. I saw Sephiroth back there. I don't know how we got back here, but... We've gotta leave, now. Come on."

This day was just getting better and better.

[skeren.insanejournal.com]

There was no little amount of puzzlement as the older man watched the imp move from foot to foot anxiously, and he reached out to put a hand on the blond's shoulder to anchor him in place. If nothing else it would stop the buzzing from the boy's confined wings if he calmed him down.

"Now, you have to walk me through this. Why would we be running from Sephiroth exactly? Did you do something to make him mad at you?"

[chofi.insanejournal.com]

Cloud swallowed. "Well, not running from him, really. Though I'd have lots of reasons why I can't be around him, since we're... different, and there's rank and all, but that could also apply to anyone who's in First Class, and..."

The older man sighed. It was good to see Strife talking, but nervous babble could only be seen as progress for so long. "Well, okay. We've figured out that Sephiroth and at least someone else is there. And that you're not running from Sephiroth. Now, can you start talking about who you want to get away from and why?"

This day was just getting better and better.

Cloud huffed. "Well, if you'd just let me get to that part..."

I am unhelpful. :)

[cleflink.insanejournal.com]

A thunderous crash shattered through the air and Zack staggered as the ground surged violently underfoot. "What the...?"

Cloud went white as a sheet. "Oh no," he said in a small voice.

That didn't sound good. "What?"

"They're here!" Cloud burst into a flurry of motion, seizing Zack's wrist and tugging urgently back in the direction he'd come. "We have to hurry!"

"Wait, what?" Zack let himself be dragged, the pair of them reeling like sailors across the rolling tiles. "Spike, where do we have to get to in such a hurry?"

"To the General," Cloud answered tersely. "Before they get to him first!"

[aikonamika.insanejournal.com]

"Who are they?!"

Before Cloud could answer, or Zack could interrogate him further, there was another explosion behind them.

It had to have been the lack of sleep that tainted the dust pink. Right?

The weird girls in bastardized SOLDIER uniforms who spilled through the new opening, on the other hand - all with ridiculously oversized weapons - could only have been the product of a nightmare.

Cloud dragged him faster as he stared in horrified shock.

[skeren.insanejournal.com]

He twisted to look at the blond, shaking his head as he hissed at him, finally finding his feet. "You didn't say that materia had gotten around!"

"Well it's not my fault! If I'd thought that the stupid weird transform had gotten out of my locker I would have said something, oh, say, sooner? Like when I was in a hurry to get to my practice maybe?" The blond shook his head roughly. "We need to find Sephiroth now okay? You know how he gets around girls..."

[ladynero.insanejournal.com]

Zack nodded and tossed Cloud over his shoulder, pride be damned as he hoofed it for Sephiroth's office. They had to get there ahead of the materia turned girls.

Loki only knew what went on in their minds in this state, and Zack and CLoud had to protect their Silver General from the ravenous hord.

[cleflink.insanejournal.com]

They rounded a corner and Cloud screeched to a sudden stop, Zack nearly bowling him over as they both stared at the busty redhead blocking their path, nightstick tapping warningly against one hip.

"I shoulda known you had something to do with this mess, Fair," she said, the drawled words coming out huskier than they should have. She crossed his arms across her chest, a substantial amount of her breasts showing over the mostly unbuttoned collar of her white shirt.

Zack stared. "Reno?" he demanded.

A sinful smirk flashed across Reno's face. "In the girl-flesh, yo. Lucky for you I make one hot chick."

Zack grinned. "That you do. You busy right now?"

Reno's eyebrow arched. "Didn't know you swung that way, SOLDIER boy." He flicked a glance at Cloud. "Your boyfriend joining in too?"

Cloud made a sound suspiciously like a squeak, eyes wide. "Oh, gods..."

Zack put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "He's just teasing," he promised, ignoring the wicked grin that flashed across Reno's face. "Actually," he said. "I was wondering if you wanted to take care of them for us." A jerk of his thumb back over one shoulder where the SOLDIERs turned women were stomping down the hall in a decidedly unladylike display of pique. "At least until we can get to Seph."

"You just wanna watch a chick fight," Reno accused without heat. He levered himself away from the wall, nightstick smacking loudly into his palm. "If we're having an orgy when you get back don't blame me yo."