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[before awakening in the bay, all that the acerbic swordsman could remember were distant voices as he floated through what he thought was pure emptiness. his body was separated from his conscious state of being and... ah. that's right. he defeated Sephiroth and watched the remnant of his hatred become one with the Planet in his arms.

and then...

BANG]

.....

[opening his eyes as he leaned against the wall outside of one of the supposed 'starter' apartments, a gloved hand moved up to his chest where there should have been a gaping hole after getting shot. but there was nothing. no scars, his clothing wasn't even ripped apart from his last battle. no- instead, having woken up here and gathered his bearings and steeled his thoughts, Cloud appeared to be good as new. ...and that alarmed him. even after placing the red pendant with flecks of green in his pocket along with his other new belongings, the message from the hologram of a white-haired girl was both helpful and disturbing. he wasn't a fan of the whole kidnapee concept, even if she technically wasn't wrong.

yet...

to be honest, he wasn't sure whether to believe this was all completely real, he was dreaming and couldn't wake up, or was this what the Promised Land actually looked like when you died... but instead of letting a sense of being downtrodden take him, Cloud was already thinking of his next move. if everything that Weiss Schnee hologram said was true after all? he couldn't waste his time here. he had to get back to his family and friends somehow. they needed him. ... Cloud needed them.

his bright mako gaze turned to the front doors of the apartment, the same that he was advised to go to before 'getting a job'...and then completely ignoring them.]

Not interested.

[the last time he took up an offer to enter a new place and open the door, he got surprised by the Turks. considering everything that just happened before he woke up here, he wasn't in the mood to fight.]

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[after fiddling with his new smartphone for a while (the technology here was incredible, much more advanced and smooth than the usual flip phones he was used to using), the recording turns on to a blond young man with spiky blond hair and surprisingly bright blue eyes. his expression, on the other hand? not as bright as the rest of him.

hey. say hello to the newest 'kidnapee' of Genessia.]

Hm... [a beat. he should have thought this through before he hit record to try and communicate with someone. what did he say? who would listen? he clears his throat before finding his voice again.] Guess I'm new here. Sorry, but I want out.

Anyone know where the exit is?

[...guess that's it? the feed ends there as he puts the phone back in his pocket. ... that was smooth. but at least it was worth a try.]

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[Later that night, a much dumber blonde man scrutinizes the feed for a moment. He might not be the best with faces, but names he never forgets. He'll try a shot in the dark!]

...Cloud? Haha, not as new as you'd like to think if so!

Oh, well...perhaps in Wingate Creek? That place is still something of a mystery, but that's as good a guess as any so far.

You might want to check out the hologram first. It'll show up as soon as you leave the Bay area, can't miss it. If you have any questions after that, you can either head to the information company, or feel free to ask me. I'll tell you what I can!

...Unless you already left the Bay and skipped the hologram.

[...Cloud?]

...??

[a voice he didn't recognize, but he sees the other man as the message comes through on his phone. his eyebrow quirks at him as he's silent, listening to his...directions?]

How do you know who I am?

[oh. ... that hologram? his gaze turns away from the phone for a second or two as Yang went over some helpful tips for him. it wasn't that he didn't listen to the hologram when he first left the Bay area.

...he just...didn't...listen at the same time? by asking if there was a way out, that is. can't blame him for trying to see if it was a hoax.]

I didn't skip it, but... [this was going to be tougher than he thought.] I just didn't believe it.

[rude, Cloud]

So I'm stuck.

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Yeah, there's really no good way to put it. It's not so bad, though. Time in your world doesn't move on without you, and it seems like people sporadically pop back home all the time. So if you're patient, you'll go back eventually.

I'm Yang, by the way!

[his usually stock expression changes when she makes mention of how time doesn't move on without him, his eyes widening as he contemplates such a possibility.]

Time...stops?

[it'd take him some time to fully come to terms with everything, having just arrived here a couple of hours ago, but if what this girl was saying was true... if this was something completely out of his hands right now, it meant he had time to prepare before going back. he wasn't sure about the outcome of the end of the fight, but if it truly ended in Sephiroth fading into his memories for good and if he survived... well, no one needed to know what happened to him. what mattered is that he was alive now and had time to think about what to do next.]

Yang? [he could have easily shrugged her off, but was he really supposed to be making enemies here if it'd take a bit to adjust? ...guess it meant that these apartments weren't such a bad idea to start off with. no would-be attackers here. ~~yet~~.] I'm Cloud.

[the edge in his tone of voice dulls some as his shoulders relax slightly on the video.]

That person... Weiss? She said something about our home worlds. Is everyone here from other planets?

That's a nice name! Good to meetcha.

[She puts a hand on her hip and shifts her weight, inclining her head.]

Pretty much. Weiss was my teammate, back on Remnant. She's been here a lot longer than I have, though. People don't always come here at the same time, or even from the same time. It's a bit of a brain blast sometimes if I'm being honest. But you get used to it.

[She shrugs and smiles.]

[this was definitely a change of pace from the average amount of socialization he saw back home. there weren't that many people in the world who seemed as bright as Yang was when it came to helping others. in Edge and the surrounding world, everyone was fretting over how to make it to the next day. ...he hoped that everything he fought for with the others wasn't wasted.

admittedly? it was almost comforting coming from someone that was giving him everything he wanted and needed to know. it was a start, and it seemed as though she had nothing to hide. he could ask questions until the cows came home, but something told him that anything he asked would merely be just confirming what he felt he already knew deep down.]

..mm..yeah...

[he rubs the back of his head at that before listening to her. Yang seemed to know this person really well. the word 'Remnant' catches his attention, but makes nothing more of it. a simple word to him, a world to her, nothing more.]

Sounds like you've gotten the hang of things here.

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[He grins. Guessed right again! What's his prize?]

Haha, it's hard to forget hair or a name quite so silly as that! You were here before, of course. We talked but once. But then, perhaps you might be an entirely different Cloud. Do you by chance carry a sword that, by all rights ought to shatter your wrists with a single swing?

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I'd say I'm pretty comfortable, I guess! But I wouldn't say I know everything, and I definitely wouldn't call this place a paradise.

[She shakes her head, sobering slightly.]

There are some crazy things that go down, sometimes without warning, and I don't think even the people who have been here from the start are ever really used to that stuff.

[Her smile returns, though, confident and warm.]

On the whole, though? I'd say the good stuff outweighs the bad. There are a ton of things that have happened here that I definitely wouldn't have been able to experience back home. So really, your situation really is what you make of it!

[well this guy seemed quite eccentric. this guy knew him, but he didn't have a name for this fellow. ... Cloud wasn't so worried. his remark about him being an entirely different Cloud catches him by surprise and he muses over it in his head. but before he has a proper chance to ask what he meant by that? he's asking about his sword.

the one that he found assembled by his side when he awoke... all six pieces were there. but right now, he had it all assembled into one giant blade that might have looked familiar. he adjusts the camera and gives the man a glimpse of that hefty weapon sheathed to the back of his waist.]

This one?

[a slight huff through his nose when she mentions that some crazy things could happen to them here despite the fact that it could otherwise be peaceful. the fighter in him was interested, but he otherwise maintained his composure.]

So there's a catch.

[when Yang's confident smile returns after explaining the cons of this place, he reflects over her words with a slight bow of his head, his voice soft to himself.]

It's what I make of it...

[he couldn't get too comfortable here. he had to actively try and find a way home. but if he was stuck here like everyone else? maybe he could learn something. or maybe this was a dream and he'd wake up any moment. who knew? Cloud certainly didn't. so what else could he do now but roll with the punches and trust her? trust the people here. but most importantly?

trust in himself.]

For someone who doesn't know everything, you seem like you've got things figured out.

[he didn't know anything about her, but Cloud could tell by her tone and the way she was quick to support a stranger like him that this wasn't the start of her first rodeo. though he didn't quite smile, his expression softens some.]

Guess I have no choice.

[he shrugs, and then,]

Thanks. [as much as he felt like he just kept asking questions, he supposed one more wouldn't hurt.] ...any chance you've seen someone that might have been looking for me?

[Tifa? Yuffie? The Turks? Barret? ...anyone but his mortal enemies? granted he would have rather not had the others forced here.]

[He seems like a pretty nice guy. He's new, he's confused, he's definitely on edge, but he's handling things like a champ.]

Tell you what. Why don't I buy you lunch, and show you how to use your communicator's directory? You can look up anyone who's in the city right now, you might recognize a name or two. Then I can answer your questions in person and show you around all the need-to-know places that'll help you get settled sooner rather than later.

[perhaps it helped that he came out of a rather bizarre past. but who didn't, these days? his battles were his alone to overcome. and it showed in his cooperation with the girl on the other end of the device. that other guy mentioned Wingate Creek, so after getting fully up to speed with Yang, maybe Cloud would pay that area a visit. maybe.]

Uh...? [... he had this money on him. so he really should have been buying his own food. he didn't have it in him to give her a "not interested" response, because as he felt his stomach faintly grumble at him, now that all the fighting was over? he must have neglected eating for a while. so he sighs lightly. this just meant that he'd owe her back.] Alright. I'll take it.

Got nothing else to do so name the place.

Sit tight by the Bay, I'll come to you. What kind of food are you in the mood for?

[She's picking up her jacket, setting the communicator down so she can put it on and fluff out her hair. Just as she reaches for the keys on the dresser, she pauses and looks back at the screen.]

...And do you have any problems riding a motorcycle? I can show up on foot too.

Mm. I'm not that picky. [they got any Korean BBQ? it was such a simple answer, granted he wasn't certain what kind of places to eat were there. come on, Cloud. give her something more to work with.] Surprise me.

[in that moment, Cloud kicks away from the wall as he heads for the same spot outside the Bay where he first came out.]

.... .....

You got a bike?

[is that Cloud's interest being piqued?]

I've got the bike.

[She grins widely, flashing her teeth.]

The guy who built it made it so it can drive up walls, over sand, and over water. Haven't tried it out in any of those ways yet, but I'm pumped!

[Seems like that's a yes, so she pockets her keys and heads out.]

You like fried noodles?

The bike?

[if only he had Fenrir here. she'd have to wait until she showed up before he attempted to flex his own automotive muscles. Cloud's tone is challenging, but Yang is sure to answer him as his eyes widen some at her bold claims.]

Water too? Does it hover or just got that much speed?

[he's getting too ahead of himself. wait, Cloud.]

I can go for some.

I'm not sure, but they guy's a genius. Goes by the name of Smoker, his shop is in Nova City. Once you've got a decent job and managed to save up a bit, I'd definitely buy one if you're a motorcycle fan. They're good, sturdy bikes.

So it's settled, then! We'll get Chainese.

[She almost got it right. To her, it's Mistral cooking, but other people call it something else.]

See you soon!

Mmmprobably! I've never seen it on video, truth be told. Last time you were leery about un...sheathing? Does it have a sheath? Showing it in public, at least.

[He's glad this Cloud is more carefree about ridiculous weaponry.]

Let's see, I suppose that's not full-proof proof. Did you happen to know a Rude, a Reno, or a Tifa?

[Fenrir was definitely something that he lucked out on. the guy he got it from was given free access to 7th Heaven's drinks and food for life. though he had his doubts he could get it to be like before... unless this Smoker guy really was that damn good. who knew? he'd be saving up a lot more for it this time around since he didn't have a lifetime of booze to exchange.]

Definitely gonna need one if I'm here for a while.

Mm. Later. [from there, the video cuts off as he makes his way to their rendezvous point. Cloud had his doubts that his motion sickness wouldn't be triggered too badly. it was a bike, after all.]

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[he wouldn't be difficult to spot. he stands outside, raising his left arm that no longer had a sleeve to it as he waits for the sound of an engine to reach his ears. how loud was this thing? what'd it look like? could it store weapons in it? ...ah, he was getting too far ahead of himself again. what if Yang wasn't a fighter and was just a huge motorcycle enthusiast? ~~he'd find out just how wrong he was very soon.~~

before Yang's arrival, Cloud finds his gaze turning to his newly healed arm, completely free of the grotesque black infection that threatened his life and the planet itself. there against the gentle wind was the flowing pink ribbon wrapped around his bicep, and a distant voice that he thought he heard before he awoke here. his fingers trail over the ribbon, reflective of the past and how far he'd come in an attempt to forgive himself.

he'd have to come home and tell Tifa himself what his answer was. his gaze softens before steeling himself once more, patiently waiting for his ride.]

[Cloud may have been cautious to reveal more about himself to a stranger, but there wasn't a lot he could do to hide such a thing. the blade stuck out from the open end of the back sheathes so easily. and it looked even more chaotic if he would separate the weapon into multiple blades. for now, he'd keep it fully assembled. he wasn't in a fighting mood today. that and this guy was probably right. when he got his own place to stay, he'd likely keep the weapons at home or at least keep one of the swords on him. he didn't have Materia here after all.]

...?!

[his breath hitches if only faintly. this guy knew those three? pardon Cloud here as his initial response is more upfront.]

Where are they?

[Hey man, if you've got it, flaunt it. If Ted had a really cool sword he'd wear it on his back all the time too, if not for fear of its sheer glory attracting thieves. But Cloud's sword is really heavy so he doesn't have to worry about that. Ted's gaiety recedes a little, since he's now inadvertently revealed that loved ones could come and go, and he'd just missed them. Oops.]

Oh, uh, where you've left them, I'm sure. It's just, ah, they were here for a time and now...aren't. I suppose Genessia has a fondness for your group.

[That's probably not as comforting as it should be. What can he add...]

Tifa's...very kind. Matronly, even.

[No comment on the other two for obvious reasons.]

[There aren't many people in the city who own a motorcycle. So when Yang draws closer, the distant rumbling purr of the engine growing louder and more distinct, it gives him plenty of time to prepare so long as he's paying attention.]

[It isn't long at all before she pulls up to a stop in front of him, tipping the bike just enough that she can steady it with one foot.]

Need a lift?

[She reaches behind her to unfasten the second helmet, tossing it to him with a grin. Her aviators hide her eyes, but there's no mistaking that hair. Depending on how perceptive he is, he might also notice that her right hand is definitely different-looking from her left. The left has a black fingerless glove snugged over her knuckles, while the right seems more like a gauntlet of yellow and black than a glove.]

... gone, huh?

[he supposes he should ask, though could anyone blame him since he just got here?]

How did you know them?

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