[ 8 p.m. on a Friday night... Cloud supposes if he was going to do this, he may as well get this over with. Put his concerns to rest firsthand, or prove them right. ...this is the part where he really wished he had the ability to summon his weapons from thin air, same as Noct. But sooner or later, the destined time comes, and Cloud's made sure to keep his evening schedule open as he deliberates what to do. Given the address, he's actually closer to the president's estate than he would have thought.
He's with Zack on this one. They picked a good spot that's just far enough. Sitting in his room, the time was 7:30 and he was deliberating something as his gaze falls upon the Buster Sword resting against the wall. ]
...
[ There is nothing you need to bring but you can dress up if you feel like it.
He could just as easily show up, geared up like any other day in SOLDIER. Rufus did say if he felt like dressing up. But as he stares at his massive weapon, and thinks about said attire...he's got an idea. ]
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[ Sure enough, 7:59, with seconds to spare, Cloud's on his way up to the man's front door. He's not dressed in his SOLDIER uniform either, rather going for a navy blue haori with dark hakama pants, and a white undershirt. And somehow? That Buster Sword of his was still secure on his back, like it was floating. In actuality, he actually managed to hook up his suspenders beneath the haori so that it remain hidden, the magnet centered on his back still effortlessly securing the weapon.
...no he doesn't plan on keeping it there for dinner. Call it insurance. Knock knock. ]
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Date: 2022-06-01 08:08 am (UTC)Noted.
[ 8 p.m. on a Friday night... Cloud supposes if he was going to do this, he may as well get this over with. Put his concerns to rest firsthand, or prove them right. ...this is the part where he really wished he had the ability to summon his weapons from thin air, same as Noct. But sooner or later, the destined time comes, and Cloud's made sure to keep his evening schedule open as he deliberates what to do. Given the address, he's actually closer to the president's estate than he would have thought.
He's with Zack on this one. They picked a good spot that's just far enough. Sitting in his room, the time was 7:30 and he was deliberating something as his gaze falls upon the Buster Sword resting against the wall. ]
...
[ There is nothing you need to bring but you can dress up if you feel like it.
He could just as easily show up, geared up like any other day in SOLDIER. Rufus did say if he felt like dressing up. But as he stares at his massive weapon, and thinks about said attire...he's got an idea. ]
[ Sure enough, 7:59, with seconds to spare, Cloud's on his way up to the man's front door. He's not dressed in his SOLDIER uniform either, rather going for a navy blue haori with dark hakama pants, and a white undershirt. And somehow? That Buster Sword of his was still secure on his back, like it was floating. In actuality, he actually managed to hook up his suspenders beneath the haori so that it remain hidden, the magnet centered on his back still effortlessly securing the weapon.
...no he doesn't plan on keeping it there for dinner. Call it insurance. Knock knock. ]