[Cloud gave a nod of thanks to Tifa as she passed him the drink. It was good to see her again, even if the stern look on his face didn’t show it. He could still feel her warmth from when she hugged him when he walked in.
He picks up the glass and swishes it in his hand, watching the whiskey run through the ice cubes. That look on her face when he mentioned Corneo had him concerned. Did something happen in there? Was he too late? If his being pulled to this place kept him from keeping his promise to her, there was going to be hell to pay both here AND back home.
He downs the glass quick, forcing himself to keep a straight face as he swallows the harsh liquor.]
Tifa, what is this place? And why are people saying Sephiroth is here too?
Third Person:
Cloud walked down the street towards the Black Stallion Saloon. He was finally out of that dress, and the guy who had given him these new clothes told him that Tifa could be found here. As he adjusted the suspenders on the SOLDIER uniform, he mulled over the situation he was in. This town was a strange one; it clearly wasn’t Midgar, but it didn’t look like any he’d been to before. It was too well developed for a town out in the boonies. There didn’t seem to be a Mako reactor nearby, so there had to be SOMETHING here to justify it. This didn’t seem like a ShinRa plot, but if they weren’t in charge here, who could possibly have the power or money to set this up?
And then there was that other SOLDIER he met. Zack? Cloud didn’t remember meeting anyone like him back in his own SOLDIER days. Maybe it was before his time? After? And why did he seem so familiar? And what was this talk about Sephiroth being in town? He died in the Mako Reactor during the Nibelheim incident when-
{Are you sure that’s what happened?}
Anyone watching would have seen Cloud stumble and lean heavily against the wall of the building he was walking past, clutching his head. For Cloud, this pain was there and gone in a flash, forgotten even faster and taking that last thread of questions with it. He looked up at the signboard of the building he was leaning against.
The Black Stallion.
Tifa’s here. She helped get him on his feet when he came back to Midgard and got him some merc jobs. She’d be able to help him here too. He walked to the door and stepped inside.
Revised Samples
[Cloud gave a nod of thanks to Tifa as she passed him the drink. It was good to see her again, even if the stern look on his face didn’t show it. He could still feel her warmth from when she hugged him when he walked in.
He picks up the glass and swishes it in his hand, watching the whiskey run through the ice cubes. That look on her face when he mentioned Corneo had him concerned. Did something happen in there? Was he too late? If his being pulled to this place kept him from keeping his promise to her, there was going to be hell to pay both here AND back home.
He downs the glass quick, forcing himself to keep a straight face as he swallows the harsh liquor.]
Tifa, what is this place? And why are people saying Sephiroth is here too?
Third Person:
Cloud walked down the street towards the Black Stallion Saloon. He was finally out of that dress, and the guy who had given him these new clothes told him that Tifa could be found here. As he adjusted the suspenders on the SOLDIER uniform, he mulled over the situation he was in. This town was a strange one; it clearly wasn’t Midgar, but it didn’t look like any he’d been to before. It was too well developed for a town out in the boonies. There didn’t seem to be a Mako reactor nearby, so there had to be SOMETHING here to justify it. This didn’t seem like a ShinRa plot, but if they weren’t in charge here, who could possibly have the power or money to set this up?
And then there was that other SOLDIER he met. Zack? Cloud didn’t remember meeting anyone like him back in his own SOLDIER days. Maybe it was before his time? After? And why did he seem so familiar? And what was this talk about Sephiroth being in town? He died in the Mako Reactor during the Nibelheim incident when-
{Are you sure that’s what happened?}
Anyone watching would have seen Cloud stumble and lean heavily against the wall of the building he was walking past, clutching his head. For Cloud, this pain was there and gone in a flash, forgotten even faster and taking that last thread of questions with it. He looked up at the signboard of the building he was leaning against.
The Black Stallion.
Tifa’s here. She helped get him on his feet when he came back to Midgard and got him some merc jobs. She’d be able to help him here too. He walked to the door and stepped inside.