They all took a seat around the fire in the commons of Cosmo Canyon.
Tifa quickly stole in beside Cloud and she flashed a smile at him. Cloud
smirked slightly and pulled her into a quick hug, then dropped his arm
away. Vincent squinted in the light and lowered his gaze to the ground in
front of him. 'When are Cid and Yuffie going to get here?' He sighed,
closed his eyes, and drew his cloak up tighter.
Reeve looked around at the others. He stood and pulled out one of the tazers that he had stolen from Reno and did a few thrusts with it. Everyone just stared. Reeve's face suddenly became flush. "Well… eh… I always used Cait Sith to fight with! I figured that I should get acquainted with some form of weapon, in case I didn't have the doll around to protect me." He nodded, assuring himself more than anyone, and patted the control to Cait Sith, the robot cat atop a giant mog. Inside the airship, the moogle punched as a result to Reeve's tap on the control.
Cloud grinned, stood, and pulled his Buster Sword off his back. "Here… Try this out. It's a good thing a kept it." He smirked and reached over with the massive blade in one hand. Reeve dropped the tazer and took hold of the handle. Cloud released his grip and the blade dropped toward the ground. Reeve gasped and brought his other hand up just as the tip of the sword sunk into the soil. Reeve strained and heaved, painstakingly lifting the blade into the air. He rested it up against his shoulder and panted, giving a glance of astonishment over at Cloud. Barret let out a chuckle and grabbed a hold on the hilt of the sword, and he passed it back to Cloud.
"Cloud, how do you use that?" Cloud shrugged. Reeve sighed and picked up the tazer again. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'll stick to this for now." He spun it around his fingers and took a seat beside Vincent.
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Cid took a drag off his cigarette, which produced the only light other than the stars. He had allowed Yuffie to take control of his plane, as long as she promised not to go too close to the shore. She giggled and piloted carefully, hoping to keep Cid happy. She kept one hand on the controls and used the other to fuss with her headband. Cid dangled his legs off the edge of the wing and stared skyward. "Good job, Yuff. Keep 'er straight." She smiled and continued along the course as the smoke from Cid's cigarette drifted along behind them.
Reeve looked around at the others. He stood and pulled out one of the tazers that he had stolen from Reno and did a few thrusts with it. Everyone just stared. Reeve's face suddenly became flush. "Well… eh… I always used Cait Sith to fight with! I figured that I should get acquainted with some form of weapon, in case I didn't have the doll around to protect me." He nodded, assuring himself more than anyone, and patted the control to Cait Sith, the robot cat atop a giant mog. Inside the airship, the moogle punched as a result to Reeve's tap on the control.
Cloud grinned, stood, and pulled his Buster Sword off his back. "Here… Try this out. It's a good thing a kept it." He smirked and reached over with the massive blade in one hand. Reeve dropped the tazer and took hold of the handle. Cloud released his grip and the blade dropped toward the ground. Reeve gasped and brought his other hand up just as the tip of the sword sunk into the soil. Reeve strained and heaved, painstakingly lifting the blade into the air. He rested it up against his shoulder and panted, giving a glance of astonishment over at Cloud. Barret let out a chuckle and grabbed a hold on the hilt of the sword, and he passed it back to Cloud.
"Cloud, how do you use that?" Cloud shrugged. Reeve sighed and picked up the tazer again. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'll stick to this for now." He spun it around his fingers and took a seat beside Vincent.
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Cid took a drag off his cigarette, which produced the only light other than the stars. He had allowed Yuffie to take control of his plane, as long as she promised not to go too close to the shore. She giggled and piloted carefully, hoping to keep Cid happy. She kept one hand on the controls and used the other to fuss with her headband. Cid dangled his legs off the edge of the wing and stared skyward. "Good job, Yuff. Keep 'er straight." She smiled and continued along the course as the smoke from Cid's cigarette drifted along behind them.