3d4dw drabble - final fantasy vii
Apr. 29th, 2011 04:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaebilityDigging through what was left of Shinra's archives, she felt even more like a treasure hunter and a spy, only for herself again, and not the stupid Turks. Yuffie surfaced with armfuls of the weirdest, coolest stuff ever. Tseng wanted boring crap like maps and office receipts and personal reports from a hundred years ago back in the days of yore when everyone drove cars made of coconuts, but it wasn't like she was some gopher, so she put her headphones on and totally ignored him. Instead she pulled out these bizarre plastic records and big box of gray photographs where everyone was wearing hats and monocles, and a one-sided correspondence between some woman and the guy she was trying to convince to come back from his cabin in the woods on top of a mountain where he was building a submarine.
She brought the whole kit and caboodle to Tifa's Seventh Heaven and dumped it on the bar. "No materia," she told Tifa and Cloud before they could ask, "but today was only day one. I'm 'posed to be rummaging around all week. Which I actually might do because this stuff is awesome."
Tifa put down her glass and bent over the box. "And Tseng let you take all of this?"
"Hey," she said with an offended sniff, "I don't take orders from him. Just suggestions. Hey Denzel, check this shit out. This guy is riding a bike and he's totally naked."
"Yuffie." Cloud had a talent in making any word a threat. Even innocuous ones like "basket" or "toilet paper" or "dirty socks." But he bent over too, rifling through the papers and ephemera while his sort-of-adopted-son grinned at the photograph and then ran off with it to show Marlene. "What are these things?"
She gave him a shrug. "Stuff no one wanted, but no one wanted to get rid of, I guess. Beats the hell out of me. Hey, where do ya think I can get a monocle? Because they're sort of the greatest things ever. Oh and check these things out. They look like info-discs, right? But they're so huge. I'm thinking of using them as shurikens, whadda think."
She brought the whole kit and caboodle to Tifa's Seventh Heaven and dumped it on the bar. "No materia," she told Tifa and Cloud before they could ask, "but today was only day one. I'm 'posed to be rummaging around all week. Which I actually might do because this stuff is awesome."
Tifa put down her glass and bent over the box. "And Tseng let you take all of this?"
"Hey," she said with an offended sniff, "I don't take orders from him. Just suggestions. Hey Denzel, check this shit out. This guy is riding a bike and he's totally naked."
"Yuffie." Cloud had a talent in making any word a threat. Even innocuous ones like "basket" or "toilet paper" or "dirty socks." But he bent over too, rifling through the papers and ephemera while his sort-of-adopted-son grinned at the photograph and then ran off with it to show Marlene. "What are these things?"
She gave him a shrug. "Stuff no one wanted, but no one wanted to get rid of, I guess. Beats the hell out of me. Hey, where do ya think I can get a monocle? Because they're sort of the greatest things ever. Oh and check these things out. They look like info-discs, right? But they're so huge. I'm thinking of using them as shurikens, whadda think."
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Date: 2011-04-29 08:43 pm (UTC)