With my hands, Mister.
-Holds her palms out to show them-
I am blessed, and I can heal with a touch. I once have brought the dead from their sepulcher, but that was long ago, and with a great effort. I fear you may have spilled your own life's blood upon the glass, or the harsh fall may have caused you pain, and so I wish to help you.
Really? Huh...
-Adjusts his belt-
Well... I'm not too surprised about the medals. There weren't too many people who really knew much about them.
-Crosses his arms-
Aw man... I wish I could've been there for him then.
I said we were friends, but he's honestly still a real big mystery to me.
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean-Come to think of it, he's barely recognisable as Cloud-
-He's rail-thin, and while he was never exactly a beefcake he's lost much of the muscle mass he used to have. His cheeks are gaunt and his skin is sallow and his eyes have a haunted look about them-
-The very picture of neglect-
No, I can...
-Opens the door and lets her in-
No, look, the glass has not cut me I have-
-Gil-
...
-Is-
-Is he laughing?-
-Not like uproarious laughter or anything, just a steady low chuckle-
-Takatora-
Is that so... Well, there's another possibility.
There are other worlds besides my own. Perhaps in your world, you are what became of Yggdrasill's experiments.
That sounds like the case... Ges did tell me something about dimensions and all, so that would definitely support it.
Ah, you overheard what I said about fixing this medal, right?
-Holds out Ankh's medal-
You wouldn't happen to know anything close to this stuff would you?
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's meanI used to be a human, or something like it. I was — I used to be someone. I wasn't afraid all the time, like I am now. I knew how to fix things.
That's... that's the Cloud he's expecting. I don't know how to be that person anymore.
...And he says Tifa's still alive. I thought... I thought for sure she'd be dead. But he says she's looking for me.

That-
-Slips his shades back on-
Is not what I meant!
-Takes a few deep breaths, puts up his relaxed mask again-
Say, what are you a king of anyway? And how do you heal?
-Takatora nods-
Your belt resembles an earlier prototype of our own... but it's different, far more refined.
And I know nothing of "medals".
edited 7th Oct '15 9:04:12 PM by ThanatoSeraph