scawwy ✦ yuffie kisaragi

[recession]

something here eventually possibly

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WKND0, saturday

[recession]

[ So like, by Saturday he's cleaned up because he's discovered the makeshift bathtubs behind the cabins, so he's not looking as bad as before. When all you have is water, you can't get to looking spiffy exactly but he'll take what he can get.

And then he's around in the town, possibly sitting somewhere in the shade but certainly not where people are mingling, looking vaguely disoriented and definitely like maybe he hasn't slept too well. ]

[mogger]

[ yuffie approaches with absolutely no hesitation despite how weird and grimy he is ]

Heeeey! Daan, right? You feeling better?

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Miss Kisaragi.

[ He's doing his best to absorb forty people's worth of names and faces from the posters. ]

Good morning.

[mogger]

Just call me Yuffie! [ striking a pose!! ]

Looks like you've perked up a little, huh? Feel better?

[recession]

[ He still looks bad but you know, that's fine. He got his clothes... and gave them a rinse but it's clear they're pretty battered and still have blood and other grime that couldn't quite wash out from them either. ]

It's... morning.

[ Yeah no shit. ]

[mogger]

Sure is, Daan! And we got our stuff back. So that leaves us off in a better spot.

[ hands on her hips ]

So.... hey. I wanted to ask you more about your place.

[recession]

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Sure. Something is better than nothing.

[ The bar is so low right now. ]

I haven't got much interesting to say, but I'll at least hear them out.

[mogger]

And Yuffie's on your side, so that's waaaaaay better than nothing.

[ but she is sobering up a bit ]

So you.... you've been through a few wars, huh?

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Just the one. I was just born during the First Great War, but the Second Great War only ended... very recently.

[mogger]

It wouldn't be why you happened to show up the way you did, would it?

[recession]

Oh... no. I escaped relatively unscathed from all that, physically speaking.

The peace treaty was enacted only... a week or two ago?

[mogger]

[ hmmm..... she is thinking about this ]

Alright. So what did happen?

[recession]

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I had the misfortune of coming to a town that...

Everything in it was hostile. Residents, fauna. The very grounds themselves.

...

Do you believe in the otherworldly?

[mogger]

Hard not to, after all I've seen. Including this place.

[ but she is otherwise quiet, listening.... looking a tad creeped out. but still listening ]

[recession]

All of that, then. Things around that were difficult to explain by logical means, not to sound so ominous.

...

Most wouldn't believe me, I think. If I had gotten out of there alive and returned some-place.

I wouldn't know what to say...

[mogger]

Well, some people out there just believe what they're told and don't think for themselves. So that.

More importantly, I believe you! And if anyone here gives you shit, I'll take care of them.

[ punches the air!!! fuck you air ]

[recession]

Please don't enact violence, especially on my behalf.

[ Wait don't do that. ]

[mogger]

Sometimes people need a little violence!

But usually just my presence is enough to strike fear and awe, so I probably don't have to go that far. [ okay yuffie ]

[recession]

Sure.

Let's just keep it at the presence bit.

[mogger]

What's with that "Sure"...?

[ how dare you doubt her, sir ]

[recession]

Just agreeing.

[ Wowowow. ]

Are you a student of someplace? Or...

[ Well, the alternative usually is a teen that helps around the home, usually more common in the more remote towns lately. ]

[mogger]

[ she decides to let this go..... very generously ]

I'm an elite operative for the interim Wutai government! And on a mission to save the world right now.

[ welcome to jrpg, daan ]

[recession]

[ He makes a slight pinched face at this. ]

A resistance-type, or spy organisation...?

[mogger]

Resistance! But saving the world is a different operation. [ busy yuffie ] I guess that's still kind of a resistance though, right?

[ ha ha child soldiers yay ]

[recession]

Depends on whether your nation is run by a tyrant, and who lives to tell the tale.

[ If he had a nickel for every child soldier he'd met... well actually he'd be rather rich. ]

You're only 16, aren't you? How long have you been with them? Why?