headed to terminal tokyo and soul campaign.

[shinebrighter]

I do not believe having me fight a resident within the test drive meme was an adequate icebreaker. Nor the best of first impressions.

... You are adamant about me being swept from the purification rite of the twelfth cycle. I ask you this; I wish not to remember what was disclosed unto me at the end. The Dragon is adequate enough cause for that to be erased. You might question my resolve in this, but I wish to fight with hope. I cannot let the light fade.

I must fight on.
Understand this.

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[dancingmad]

I must fight on~! I must fight on~!

[ The clown scoffs. ]

Puh-leaaaaaaaase! How cheesy can you get, huh? You sound like a broken record!

[shinebrighter]

...

[An enemy. The Warrior merely allows the clown to speak his mind, eyes narrowing. Of course, his hand goes to his sword. But if this comes to blows, he's going to need to get closer. He's seen Kefka enough times to know he's not fun at short-range. But that mage is lethal with distance...]

My light shall never fade.

[fragmented_one]

Have... hope.

*Despite the odd phrasing, his tone suggests that he's agreeing with the warrior.*

Let hope... never die.

[shinebrighter]

[Even though his expression stays blank, the phrasing makes him more than slightly concerned. Because (of course) the Warrior is from the 12th cycle, he sees Cloud as an enemy.

The phrasing is strange. As is the sentiment behind it. He didn't expect anything like that from a foe.]

...

I will not. I swear it.

[fragmented_one]

*He's totally not the same "Cloud", and perhaps the black wings sticking out of his hips, and the rather strange, form-hugging uniform that covers him further makes the differences stick out. He also isn't displaying a single note of aggression. In fact, he's far more likely to flee.

*His smile warms up further.*

...Good. Hope... once lost, is hard... to reclaim.

[shinebrighter]

[He didn't exactly know this guy that well - so the uniform is lost on him. But from what he has seen of the other Cloud, those wings... weren't there. So. More confusion. Especially at the fact he's certainly noted the lack of aggression - plainly shown in the smile, as well as the fact the Buster Sword isn't in play. So.

...After a short while, he abandons all thoughts of bringing out the Barbarian's sword. But part of him pauses. To thank an enemy...

Yet he corrects himself. This one is not his enemy.]

For that, you have my thanks... Cloud.
Your name is Cloud, is it not?

[fragmented_one]

*For a moment, he looks confused. Someone else knows him?*

Yes...

*His brow furrows a little. Trying to remember anyone makes his head hurt, so he makes no effort to.*

If this one... has met you, then is sorry. *He sighs.* Does not remember.