Who: Cloud, Zack, and YOU
What: Vatheon's Dynamic Duo is off doing dynamic things. Like rescuing kitties.
When: Backdated to Tuesday night
Style: Starting with prose but I will match
A scream of panic alerted the two heroes. The city may be full of crime, but no scream or cry for help would go ignored by these two. No deed was too great or too small, too lowly or too risky for them. So with capes fluttering in the wind, they set off for the scene of the emergency, muscles tensed and minds racing in anticipation of whatever awaited them. What cruel mishap, what foul deed, or what horrid crime awaited them?
Honestly? The most fearsome thing was the panicking old woman trying to scramble up a tree for her beloved cat.
An easy fix, or it would be if the tree weren't so damn tall. A single bound or leap up the tree would suffice, or it would if the old lady didn't insist the branches would break if they did that. It was an old tree, apparently, and heaven forbid a branch break and her poor kitty plummeted to the ground.
So that's how Zack and Cloud, the most daring and awesome spike-haired pair the bubble has ever seen, can be found that night trying to get a darned cat out of a tree. Zack is on Cloud's shoulders, giving him directions and helping him maneuver him towards the trapped feline.
Now if only it would stay still...
((ooc: Feel free to join in in any manner! Help them, hinder them, or just point and laugh.))
Who: Zack, Cloud, and Tifa
What: Two guys, a girl, and a bar. With a lot of alcohol
When: Before the barrier breach
Style: Starting in prose but I can match!
So of course when Tifa opened her bar, Zack had to visit. And by visit he meant drag Cloud along and have a guys' night out. Which, admittedly, he's done a lot of dragging him around lately, but they have a lot of lost time to catch up on. And with no Sephiroths or Shinra or shadows from the past to haunt their steps, this is the perfect time for them to relax and just be two guys hanging out.
Seeing that things were free for them in Vatheon, that meant no reasonable limit on the alcohol intake. Zack had plans to knock back shots and pitchers like he was dying from thirst, and he intended to make sure his bestie did the same. Because for the love of the Planet, the man needed to loosen up.
Seated at the bar, Zack congenially pounded the bartop. "Tifa! A round of shots for me and Cloud! We got a long night ahead of us."