[5]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Cloud appears, with a suitably Cloud Strife-esque glum look upon his face. He walks a few steps just as glumly before settling down on the not-floor of the plane, legs crossed under him. He seems to be fiddling with his hair. Glumly.  Upon closer inspection, the blond spikes are littered with numerous pink and baby blue ribbons. Also, a large, pink flower tucked prettily behind his ear.  Despair is written across his face.]

Why.

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[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[stares at him...and giggles horribly loudly]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Cloud looks at her. Wry smile. And continues his work.]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

WAH! KAWAAAIIIIII!!!

[ooc: I couldn't resist :|]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Now his precious woeful face is both glum and confused.]

Huh?

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

You look cute!

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[Cue one blond in the corner who's trying valiantly not to laugh in Cloud's face. Dear god, this is priceless.]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Cloud eyes him uncertainly, sighs, and continues on his foreboding work. With agony, woe, and despair written across his glum face.]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He feels just the slightest bit bad, so he steps up to Cloud.] Oi, need any help on that?

[contract_star]

[Deciding not to comment on the flower and ribbons.] A-are you okay?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[A sigh.]
Yeah. Marlene put ribbons in my hair.

[contract_star]

I...can see that. [Gentle smile.] Is she a young girl, by any chance?

I don't think I've seen you around before. Are you new here?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Spots him in an instant, because pink flowers are never should be ignored...!]

My my~ How pretty we are~!

Have we met before~?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[You get sad face. D:]

...
......Uhm. No.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh, then I'm Juliet~ And how shall I call you~?

Ara~? [tilts his head to the side] Why is the sad face, flower boy~?

[godforsakenly.livejournal.com]

...

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Hears him coming near, chooses not to look up. Suddenly, the ribbons in his hair seem much more interesting than little traces of silken pinkness should.]

Hey.

[godforsakenly.livejournal.com]

You look --

...ridiculous.

[madamemoiselle]

They look cute in your hair, but ne, it's not really a suitable thing for a boy, is it?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Wry smile]
Guess not. Little girls don't know that, though.

[madamemoiselle]

{She kneels on the not-floor in front of him and giggles softly}

You look like you're having a little trouble getting them out though~ Ne, those little girls must be able to tie a bow tightly, right?

[variably.livejournal.com]

[She stares at Cloud, if you can tell what's written on her face is something like sympathy.]

...

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[You see this face on him? This is hopelessness.]
Can't...get them off.

[variably.livejournal.com]

I can help.

[She doesn't reach out yet though in case he doesn't want her help.]

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[covers her mouth, trying not to laugh] Cloud, you look... [snorts]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[it's fumie, so she gets a wry smile instead of a sad look.]
Pretty. Apparently...