bringing up old memories...[open]

[weisstheimmaculate]

Tag:: Open
Words:: 691

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[yuffie]

Yuffie had not intended on wondering very far. She had just planned on visiting Aerith at the Church for a while. She had just returned to Midgar after traveling on an airship with Tifa and the rest of the AVALANCHE crew. Now she was just glad to be on the solid ground. If there was one thing she detested in the this world almost as much as Shinra, it had to be flying or even sailing. Yuffie and motion did not mix at all. Besides that, Yuffie was up for anything. After she had visited Aerith, she had one of the beautiful flowers in her hand. It was gift. The flower itself reminded Yuffie of how she was, 'the lone white flower of Wutai'. She giggled childishly to herself as she continued on her way, to who knows where.

Her mind was somewhat screaming for her to turn around and to head back to Edge where it was safe with the others, but bold and reckless Yuffie was not one to comply. She skipped about, caught up in her own thoughts. Back to her conversation with Aerith and how they had found comfort in each other in this lonely world. They had talked so openly about there hopes and dreams and aspirations for the future. Of how they longed for all this violence to end. They both had dreamed of that far off perfect world. One full of laughter and cheer. No one lied, cheated, or backstabbed each other. Just peace, love and happiness. There were no more wars of any kind and everyone could get along. Cha..In your dreams Yuffie... She thought in her head as she continued to hop along to her own rhythm.

Somehow, her feet had lead her to Nibelheim. As depressing a sight as it was, Yuffie could only try and picture it in its glory days. When it was full of color and people. No ashes and new Shinra inhabitants. Little did she know she was not along, Yuffie continued humming jubilantly to herself while thinking of something to do to bide her time until Tifa or Cid called her to command her back to Edge. Once again, her feet lead her to water catcher at the center of the town. She rested her back against one of the great and thick wooden planks. With the flower in hand, she looked at it and smiled to herself. A genuine smile of pure happiness. Yuffie did not know why, but she was feeling extraordinarily happy this evening. Was there something in the atmosphere of Midgar? Was it the satisfaction of feeling at home? The new materia she had found today? No...It was none of the above.

She let her muscles go loose and she gently glided her back carefully down the post until she sank to her rear and rested it on the cold stone. Although she loved the company of the full, pale blossom, she was bored. So her fingers traced there way along the petal before she took one sharp inhale of the floral fragrance that came from the core of it. Then, one by one she plucked at the white petals with an uneasy feeling growing in her stomach. This game was not something she had done since she was a child.

"He loves me...He loves me not....He loves me....He loves me not....He loves me..." The words came out loud and anyone within the proximity could hear her chant. So on and so forth. Yuffie had not had anyone particular in mind at all. This was her naive and childish persona coming alive. No she had no boyfriend, not even a silly crush. She was bored and doing this absentmindedly till she reached the last petal, as was custom of this ritual. She had not cared had anyone heard her, but she was not even aware if anyone was nearby. She continued to repeat the same seven words in a cycle until she reached the last one. "He loves me not..." She frowned slightly before casting it aside. "Hmph." The pout came out as she rested her elbows on her knees and put her chin in her hands. That was a bummer. And now she had nothing to keep her hands from being idle. Or so Yuffie had thought.

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ooc: hope you don't mind I joined in!

[weisstheimmaculate]

Tag:: Yuffie, open
Words:: 619
Notes:: i don't mind at all =]

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[yuffie]

It finally occurred to her that she was not alone. Her head came up sharply and Yuffie turned t face 'the weird glow-y person' as she so 'affectionately' nicknamed him from past experiences. He was evil and everyone knew it. His name...That escaped her at the present time. "Hey you!" She called out even though he was not too far from her. She instantly jumped up to a ready stance. Of course she was trying to avoid any conflict she could at this point in time since she just got over her motion sickness, but then it would be no fun for whoever it was 'up there' to pester her. 'What are you doing here?" She commanded to know.

He seemed...tall. To put it plain and simple, almost everyone and anyone was taller than Yuffie. At least by a good head was he. Yuffie was itching for a good fight, however now she was not in the mood. She had been at peace and completely at ease. Nothing was bothering her and she wanted it to stay that way. She did not want any drama or bloodshed this evening. Especially after going to the Church, confessing to Aerith about her wildest dreams and fantasies of the perfect world without violence. Oh how ironic this was indeed.

"I'll be honest, I'm not a happy camper after being on an airship!" As if that would help. Why was Yuffie wasting her breathe trying to explain her own personal problems to a villain? It was pointless and a waste of her energy she had regained! She needed that energy as well to hunt down materia. Oh lucky her to be faced with these seemingly trivial problems at this time of day. Oh lucky her indeed.


Words: 298
ooc: sorry its short. writers block and I have to go soon!

[weisstheimmaculate]

[/i], girl?”[/b][/color] Weiss’s voice was cold but calm, a brow arching upright in a questioning manner. He turned around now, facing her properly as his blue eyes narrowed on the small girl a few metres away from him. She was tiny compared to him, heh, how could someone that small be a good fighter? Mmm, wait, he shouldn’t be underestimating her, he’d learnt not to do that after a bit of a run in with someone when he wasn’t as strong as he was now. He remained silent and just watched the girl before him, sifting through his memories to see whether he’d actually learnt the girls name after all of their encounters. After a few names flashed into his head, he remembered it. Yuffie Kisaragi. He was pretty sure it was her, he could tell by her height, as most of the others were taller than her.

Weiss snapped out of his thoughts and looked back up at her with a uninterested expression when she spoke next, a small laugh leaving his lips as he looked down towards the ground, shifting his weight again before crossing his arms over his chest. ”And I would care… why?” he asked curiously, his tone laced with boredom. He really didn’t want to hurt the poor girl… which was a first for him, but he wasn’t interested in a fight with someone he would probably destroy. It’d be too easy, and not very entertaining. ”Now, why don’t you run off back to your little organisation before you get hurt,” Weiss said, a taunting pout forming over his lips, ”Don’t think they’d be happy if you didn’t go back to them,” Weiss said, letting his pout form into a devilish smile, his bright eyes hinting danger.[/ul]

Tag:: Yuffie, open
Words:: 414
Notes:: lol, itsk, don't worry bout it =] mine is short too D; sorrehh

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