On the Edge of nothing

You'd think that they would get tired of using the same curses every month. I know I'm getting tired of them.

If anyone needs me, I'll be taking care of the chocobos.

Guess it might be better this way. Reeve was just... not him anymore. Just I don't even know how to explain it anymore. I'm sorry, Anita. I don't know how happy she was with him, they were so tense lately.

What's up with everyone lately? There's a curse?

Never cared for school, never really got along with anyone and spent all my time hiding or being picked on. Can't say that this curse is very interesting or dangerous, so I might just sit it out doing something normal. I still got a half a case of scotch and some chips. Maybe there's some movies I can pick up, anything instead of this crap.

I guess it would be okay to say it... No one's listening, I suppose... Vincent's gone. And that's it. Just Reeve and me. Maybe I'll get to go back home next; that would be nice.

I don't care if you want a sample. I don't give a fuck if you need a specimen. I am not some kind of test subject, and I fucking won't let you poke holes into me, fire things at me, or try to squash me with your creations.

Got it?

Now leave me alone before I smack some sense into you.


[ooc; Cloud's day as an experiment makes him a bit not happy with all the mad doctors out there. Also, the mood reads 'Annoyed' for those not close to him.]

You know, police on foot trying to catch a guy on a motorcycle is almost as amusing as seeing Cait drunk.

Almost.

That reminds me, I am gonna need a few specialized equipment for this business. Hey Reeve, got a moment?

Lestat, your Gaia-be-dammed cat is out the fucking window. The thing pissed on Tsurugi.

And the next mouse that tries to stab me in the foot is going to join it.