Cid knew a smart man when he saw one, especially one of high reputation. After all, he’s been around army superiors and government leaders all his military life. A figure like the man in front of him easily made that impression.
“Salutations,” Cid said before extending his hand for a traditional handshake. “My name is Cid Raines.”
Rygdea smiled a little wider at Cid’s reply and the grin that followed. Damn, but he’d missed him. He leaned forward in his seat eagerly, elbows on the table and arms crossed in front of him. “Course I do, just don’t have it switched on just yet,” He joked, biting his lip, then letting his expression soften as he looked at Cid pointedly. “Was too glad to see ya… Leave was good, for the first few days.” He heaved a sigh. “Now it’s boring.”
“Boring how? Or more importantly, boring… why?” He asked Rygdea as the drinks arrived. Of course, he’s segue into all the when’s, where’s, what’s, and who’s later. “And besides. We are far better off getting bored than being attacked by a mad clown, which, I believe, has happened far too often in my lifetime. Good thing I banished that demon, but knowing that thing…” Cid sighed, reminiscing.
“Hah!” Rygdea barked a laugh, remembering Kefka, and shaking his head. “Oh yeah, way better off, I’ll drink to that.” He agreed readily, taking a sip of his drink. “Why?” He shrugged both shoulders, setting the drink down again. “Eh, I went exploring first. You know, seeing new places, meetin’ weird new people, and that was cool…” He took another short drink before looking at Cid again. “But I started t’miss the old ones.”
“Likewise. Unfortunately, I haven’t seen them around a lot lately.” As much as he hated to admit it, it was true. “Well, at least you had a break. The Pulse settlements needed close attention for a month so we could keep records of resources. It’s tedious, repetitive work, let me tell you that. It did loosen up after we completed the statistics, so here I am.” Cid smiled with a warm energy which has been absent from him for weeks.
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His eyes scan the now-familiar grounds. For some reason, he’s taken quite a liking to the place, and chuckles whenever he remembers the time when he despised the drab and gray mediocrity of the city. Now, it only means one thing to him: home. That’s all Edge has ever been to him following the destruction of Eden, even though it took some time for him to accept it.
Things have gotten so simple ever since… the incident. With Pulsian settlements doing well on their own and this city not getting destroyed ever so often, the shoes he’s filling got several sizes smaller. The big problems are yesterday’s problems.
Today, Cid Raines enters 7th Heaven and asks at the counter for a drink.
Rygdea had been sitting in a booth sighing regularly for perhaps half an hour now, wondering when his life had started to change so much. After Barthandelus and Eden’s downfall, he had managed to adapt well enough. Things were new, interesting, differenty, and even though a lot had been lost, there was a hope in the people that hadn’t been there before. Change and freedom was in the air, and he took both with open arms.
Everything had been going well. He’d been meeting new people, learning new things… He smiled vaguely to himself. And Cid… That had been surprising, to say the least. Not that he hadn’t wanted it, he just never believed it would happen. And damn, but he missed him… ‘Time off’ was not working out… He sighed again and flicked the umbrella in his drink again. He wasn’t even sure what he was drinking…
He frowned gently as he felt a draught as the door opened, wondering who the new arrival was, if it was Fang or someone he could share his drink with. He almost fell sideways out of his seat when he saw that black hair, the uniform… It couldn’t be!
“C-Cid!” He said, grinning suddenly and stumbling out of his seat. “Speak o’ the Devil and he shall appear, I was just thinkin’ bout you!” He said with a wink.
“And I you,” Cid replies as a smug grin graces his features. Cid sits across the table from Rygdea and ordered a drink for both of them. “How has your leave been treating you?” he asks energetically. “Still got that natural charm?” He laughs at the fond memory.
Rygdea smiled a little wider at Cid’s reply and the grin that followed. Damn, but he’d missed him. He leaned forward in his seat eagerly, elbows on the table and arms crossed in front of him. “Course I do, just don’t have it switched on just yet,” He joked, biting his lip, then letting his expression soften as he looked at Cid pointedly. “Was too glad to see ya… Leave was good, for the first few days.” He heaved a sigh. “Now it’s boring.”
“Boring how? Or more importantly, boring… why?” He asked Rygdea as the drinks arrived. Of course, he’s segue into all the when’s, where’s, what’s, and who’s later. “And besides. We are far better off getting bored than being attacked by a mad clown, which, I believe, has happened far too often in my lifetime. Good thing I banished that demon, but knowing that thing…” Cid sighed, reminiscing.
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His eyes scan the now-familiar grounds. For some reason, he’s taken quite a liking to the place, and chuckles whenever he remembers the time when he despised the drab and gray mediocrity of the city. Now, it only means one thing to him: home. That’s all Edge has ever been to him following the destruction of Eden, even though it took some time for him to accept it.
Things have gotten so simple ever since… the incident. With Pulsian settlements doing well on their own and this city not getting destroyed ever so often, the shoes he’s filling got several sizes smaller. The big problems are yesterday’s problems.
Today, Cid Raines enters 7th Heaven and asks at the counter for a drink.
Rygdea had been sitting in a booth sighing regularly for perhaps half an hour now, wondering when his life had started to change so much. After Barthandelus and Eden’s downfall, he had managed to adapt well enough. Things were new, interesting, differenty, and even though a lot had been lost, there was a hope in the people that hadn’t been there before. Change and freedom was in the air, and he took both with open arms.
Everything had been going well. He’d been meeting new people, learning new things… He smiled vaguely to himself. And Cid… That had been surprising, to say the least. Not that he hadn’t wanted it, he just never believed it would happen. And damn, but he missed him… ‘Time off’ was not working out… He sighed again and flicked the umbrella in his drink again. He wasn’t even sure what he was drinking…
He frowned gently as he felt a draught as the door opened, wondering who the new arrival was, if it was Fang or someone he could share his drink with. He almost fell sideways out of his seat when he saw that black hair, the uniform… It couldn’t be!
“C-Cid!” He said, grinning suddenly and stumbling out of his seat. “Speak o’ the Devil and he shall appear, I was just thinkin’ bout you!” He said with a wink.
“And I you,” Cid replies as a smug grin graces his features. Cid sits across the table from Rygdea and ordered a drink for both of them. “How has your leave been treating you?” he asks energetically. “Still got that natural charm?” He laughs at the fond memory.
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His eyes scan the now-familiar grounds. For some reason, he’s taken quite a liking to the place, and chuckles whenever he remembers the time when he despised the drab and gray mediocrity of the city. Now, it only means one thing to him: home. That’s all Edge has ever been to him following the destruction of Eden, even though it took some time for him to accept it.
Things have gotten so simple ever since… the incident. With Pulsian settlements doing well on their own and this city not getting destroyed ever so often, the shoes he’s filling got several sizes smaller. The big problems are yesterday’s problems.
Today, Cid Raines enters 7th Heaven and asks at the counter for a drink.
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Miss me, anyone? Unfortunately I think I have a ton of catching up to do… Can anyone fill me in?
Fixing up settlements have been requiring my immediate attention lately, but now that that’s all done, I’ll get back to Edge tomorrow at the least.
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