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[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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[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.

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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?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

Yeah. She's nine. [Manages to get a particulary stubborn one out. VICTORY.]

No. I've been here since the beginning...but. I keep to myself.

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[Chuckling,] I see.

Ah, alright. I can understand that. ...What's your name, if you don't mind me asking?

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Wry smile. The ways of nine-year old girls are mysterious.]
Cloud Strife. Yours?

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Li Shengshun. It's good to meet you, Mr. Strife.

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[little smile at 'Mr. Strife']
Cloud. I don't think...anybody's called me 'Mr. Strife'

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[And Hei tries so hard to be polite.]

Cloud, then.