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Challenge: Oath
Title: In Anger
Word Count: 177
Notes: Wanted to play on both meanings of "oath", and my Cid-muse was bitching for attention. Er... liberal swearing, just to warn ya. :)
It was common for Cid to swear. Everyone has their moments of pure frustration as it is, but that moment was enough for him. Leant under the shallow overhang of a building, the toothpick in his mouth splintering from being ground so hard, he was frustrated enough that he felt like just ripping on the first person who chose to talk to him. Aerith was frustrated. Yuffie was too young to realize what frustration was. Damnit, even Squall was frustrated and showing it, and that was a feat one rarely saw as it was.
They were hungry. They were cold. They were shelterless, abandoned, and Cid was craving nicotine like never before. Fucking Heartless. Fucking Maleficant. Fucking darkness. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
He wanted Hollow Bastion back - not this ramshackle excuse for a shelter town. Traverse was shit compared to home. Pure, unadulterated shit.
Someday, he’d reclaim it, after he got these kids on their feet. Then, he’d march back in there, and take back his home from them.
It was his oath in anger.
Title: In Anger
Word Count: 177
Notes: Wanted to play on both meanings of "oath", and my Cid-muse was bitching for attention. Er... liberal swearing, just to warn ya. :)
It was common for Cid to swear. Everyone has their moments of pure frustration as it is, but that moment was enough for him. Leant under the shallow overhang of a building, the toothpick in his mouth splintering from being ground so hard, he was frustrated enough that he felt like just ripping on the first person who chose to talk to him. Aerith was frustrated. Yuffie was too young to realize what frustration was. Damnit, even Squall was frustrated and showing it, and that was a feat one rarely saw as it was.
They were hungry. They were cold. They were shelterless, abandoned, and Cid was craving nicotine like never before. Fucking Heartless. Fucking Maleficant. Fucking darkness. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
He wanted Hollow Bastion back - not this ramshackle excuse for a shelter town. Traverse was shit compared to home. Pure, unadulterated shit.
Someday, he’d reclaim it, after he got these kids on their feet. Then, he’d march back in there, and take back his home from them.
It was his oath in anger.
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:18 pm (UTC)I really like this :D Cid is such a fun character to write for and I really think you have his personality down.
I also like how you used Squall instead of Leon, I'm not sure why but I do like it.
Fuck is a fun wordno subject
Date: 2005-12-10 06:12 pm (UTC)Well, if they just got to Traverse Town... I don't think it'd quite sink in on him that he OMGNEEDED a name change. And even then, even if you've known someone for only a few days, them suddenly changing their name isn't going to stick immediately. I like having people call him Squall in their thoughts, and Leon verbally, just to keep him happy ^_^
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck!no subject
Date: 2005-12-10 04:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-10 06:10 pm (UTC)Thank you :D
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Date: 2005-12-10 08:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-10 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-11 07:30 am (UTC)Cid swearing is so much fun.