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140... father's day snowstorm

...I was told he died. No one knew who he was, and mother said he went into the mountains and never came back. So why now? Why am I thinking about it now? ~~Maybe it will go away if I stop thinking about it. Maybe I won't see him when I turn around again.~~

Thanks for coming, everyone. The snowball fight was fun, especially with the chocobos getting involved.

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(Reno wouldn't have changed the course of his life for a second, not for all the money and power in the world... the people he was with meant a lot to him, and that might have been the reason he was telling this to Cloud instead of Tseng. He didn't want them worried about him, but Cloud... there was an understanding. Neither of them spoke about what the other said.

But this was... hard to take, at best.)

He wanted me to be an architect.

(Cloud shuffled his feet, toeing off the rest of the slush as the air warmed up around them, and held out his hand to Reno for one of those smokes. Hero and super-whatever-the-hell Hojo made him into, he still felt like some sixteen year old failure sulking from home and family because he wasn't good enough.)

You might have ended up like Reeve stuck in that office with no real say about anything and tinkering with toys.

(Reno scoffed, pulling out the pack and dishing over a few cigarettes.)

With my personality? That's like sayin' you're suited to cheerleadin'.

Huzzah, ShinRa.

(He made a face, and put one of the cigarettes in his mouth and sighed, holding his hand out for a match or lighter.)

I guess that sometimes, we just fell into something that fitted us, you know?

(Cloud got a matchbook tossed at him, Reno pulling out his own lighter out of his pocket.)

Ain't that just life or somethin'? Far as I can figure it...

(A matchbook was better than trying to light up using a Fire. Cloud managed to get one lit and inhaled, shrugging at Reno's comment and his own uneasy thoughts.)

Something like that.

...rollin' with the punches. Sometimes gets you down to where ya just want it over with already.

As a wise woman once told me... dilly dally silly sally.

(Cloud looked over at Reno and almost grinned. Well at least tried. Sometimes it was just hard for him to get his mouth to work that way.)

I think you were there at the time.

(That made Reno laugh. He'd been there... he still remembered how heavy the ex-SOLDIER boy had been. Of course, after letting Rude carry Tifa...)

You should listen to her more often, get your wingnut head back on straight.

She does keep me sane, doesn't she?

(Is that a real fond smile ghosting across his face? Why, yes it is, although the cigarette in his mouth made him look less than angelic.)

I figure that's one of the girls main purpose in life, keepin' us sane.

(A slight pause, and a grin. The guy was trying, at least, but...)

You know... you look weird with a cigarette.

Think that it's working?

(Cloud blinked and looked at Reno, scowling around the smoke.)

I didn't know it mattered.

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