Date: 2024-12-31 01:45 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] nimbuster
When Angeal opens the closet door, Cloud sits up straighter to peer inside. "Nice setup. Did you build that yourself?" It is kind of funny to think about the most honorable SOLDIER brewing moonshine in his closet, but he was never all that clear on what 'honor' was really supposed to mean in the first place.

He takes the jar with no judgment, sniffs at the mead for a moment, and then takes a sip and nods appreciatively. He thinks Tifa would approve, and he thinks Tifa would have suggestions for how to make it better, too.

...he misses her. But it's best that he doesn't see her again until after he's graduated and made himself better.

He frowns and looks up. "Nico was a good warden too, and he didn't want to leave, but one day he was just...gone. Yunlan says it just happens, sometimes, and nobody knows why. Not even the Admiral." Of course, that's assuming the Admiral isn't lying about it, but whatever.

Cloud's pretty sure there's something off about what Angeal's saying, but he can't quite pinpoint what it is.

"Doesn't explain why he's that upset in the first place. Look, I'm not asking for every detail, but he's been upset before and it wasn't like this. He's never been a private person except when shit was really bad, or classified. And nothing's classified anymore here. If you don't want me hunting him down to ask him, then at least tell me something."
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