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[gtfomyhighwind.livejournal.com]

Characters: Those residing in the Strife-Lockheart Household!
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Cid gets situated at his new temporary-house~
Location: Lindblum, the Strife-Lockheart Household
Date: February, Backdated. Right after this~
Warnings: Language

The door opened, two blond bickering men griping and growling at each other over the most silliest of things, as Cloud tried to help Cid over to the couch for some much needed rest. “I don’t need yer help walkin’ ta the couch, goddamnit, I’m a grown man!” It was obvious he was at the house now, though he didn’t know he was swearing again and forgot that there were undoubtedly children somewhere in the house.

It was a scowl of irritation, more than anything that resembled anger, that Cloud gave Cid as he guided him over to the couch. “And I guess that’s why Firion and I came to pick you up, because you didn’t need anyone to help you here, old man.”

“Damn right! I didn’t ask any ‘a ya ta pick me up! I could’a made it over night! Shit! I have been ever since I got here! Didn’t run inta a lick a trouble!” Still, Cid let himself be lead to wherever Cloud wanted him. It was his house after all.

Cloud then let go of the squabbling pilot, letting him lose his balance and topple face first onto the cushions. “You’re welcome, Cid.”

“Fuck you,” was the coughing mutter into the arm of the sofa. And that was, unfortunately, the only ‘thanks’ anyone was going to get anytime soon. He had spent the better part of more than a month walking all the way here from Dollet with no proper nutrition, aside from whatever he found to be slightly edible, and running away from whatever posed as a threat since he didn’t have a weapon either.

“Watch your language.” It was a quick swat to his arm. “Denzel and Marlene are here. Shelke too.”

“Godda--” He stopped himself. Oh, he had a few select words to give the younger as he plopped on his back, glaring up at him. “…Yeah, I got it.”

[ooc; fff sorry for the delay on this! Cid's all moved in now; just crashed on the couch lmao;;]

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[heartofheaven.livejournal.com]

It was easy to know when Cid had arrived. Just follow the swearing. Tifa entered the living room bearing a tray of tea and biscuits.

"Hey, Cid. It's good to see you made it! Are you okay? I thought you might like a drink."

She put the tray down on the coffee table in front of the couch and smiled at him.

[loveandstrife.livejournal.com]

Shaking his head at Cid, Cloud gave Tifa a slight smile and stepped around her. "The kids getting ready for bed?" It was almost time for them to go to sleep, after all.

Sitting in the arm chair, he pulled off his boots and tucked them away, smiling a little more over at Firion.

They had a pair of house guests now, but he knew Firion was trying to get a job to help pay his way and Cloud highly doubted Cid would let them keep him here without helping in some way. Cid had his pride and it only went away when he needed to swallow it and accept help.

[thisdesertrose.livejournal.com]

Firion had never heard so many curse words in one sitting before in all of his life. And he had been on a ship with pirates. Cid put them all to shame. He hid a smile a he pulled off his cloak. He didn't bring his weapons with him, at least not all of them, and he was eager to keep everything together.

He felt odd without the comforting wait of his lance or bow on his back. But walking around a home like this with weapons was not something he would do. He returned the smile to Cloud and sat in a nearby chair, keeping his cloak bundles under his arm.

[xnotyetaherox.livejournal.com]

Denzel bounded down the stairs at the sound of voices, jumping down the last few steps. He had been brushing his teeth and changing into his pajamas before he heard them. He grinned bright. "Cloud! You're home!"

[littleprotector.livejournal.com]

Not too far behind Denzel was Marlene, clad in her pajamas, with a huge smile on her face.

Yes, she was glad that Cloud and Firion were back. But there was someone else she hadn't seen in a while. "Uncle Cid!"

[gtfomyhighwind.livejournal.com]

Okay so maybe it was a little better foe him to be sitting up instead of lying on his back like some old fart. Besides, Tifa brought him something to drink. "Aw, thanks darlin'. You sure know how ta make a guy feel at home." Cid stretched out his back, making it pop a few times, before grabbing the cup and taking a drink from it.

And just as he set it down and eyed the biscuits, wondering if he should have a few or not, pitter-pattering of little feet echoed and he smiled over to the little bundles of joy that ran down the stairs, chuckling at being called uncle. "Heya baby-girl, how've you been?"

[heartofheaven.livejournal.com]

Tifa perched on the edge of the couch and picked up a biscuit. "Help yourself."

She smiled at them all. Cid's presence somehow made the house feel cheerier.