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Date: Sunday, February 12th, 2012 07:54 (UTC)
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Today was a distracted writing day for me, but I got some words down, at least. Working on a story for my weird FFVII AU where Cloud is under a permanent silence spell and is missing an arm, and Sephiroth's his highly protective, extremely paranoid mother hen. This story is their take on the Nibelheim Incident.


"Sephiroth, you're not seriously thinking of bringing Cloud with us, are you?"

Sephiroth pulled Cloud's toque down over his ears and helped him get his hand into his glove. "I'm not leaving him here alone, so yes, I am."

"It's too dangerous," Zack protested. "We don't even know what kind of monsters we'll run into out there."

Zack was protesting too much, Sephiroth decided as he held out Cloud's coat for him. It seemed like he wanted Cloud to stay here alone and unprotected. The possibility that Zack hadn't betrayed them was growing ever smaller. "I've been protecting Cloud for over five years," he said, "And a lot of that was in combat situations. If you think I can't keep him safe from a few unknown monsters, then you've sorely underestimated me." He zipped up Cloud coat and held out his boots one at a time. "You've hired that civilian girl; she'll take a lot more protecting than Cloud."

"Tifa's a martial artist; she can at least hold her own for a short while."

"You think Cloud can't?" Sephiroth made a face at Cloud, who laughed silently.

"Are you saying he can?"

Sephiroth simply held out his hand for Cloud to take hold of and led him downstairs. If Zack was conspiring with Shin-Ra against them, there was no need for him to know what Cloud was capable of. It did surprise him that no one but Kunsel had ever guessed; most everyone knew that Cloud was his only match for blood donations, but they never seemed to think about what that meant. Cloud was no fighter, but he wasn't as weak as he led everyone to believe, either.

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