A Drabble Story- Ch.1

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Lol I seriously need to stop posting new stuff and focus on A Change.

Anyway, out of complete boredum I decided to write a little scene of between the scenes for advent children...sortof. This is the first one. It starts near the end of the movie so...

Eventually Cid/Vincent....Someday.

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“Fly!”

Falling from my perch on the tower, I released the swordsman’s arm and watched as Strife flew through the sky towards the giant beast known as Bahumut. My cape snapped in the wind around me as I fell back to earth. Beyond the whipping wind, I could hear the battle above and briefly saw Tifa helping Cloud. I pointed my eyes downward and watched the as the ground came closer.

“Oi! Vincent! Ya might w’nna right yer’self before you smash yer head in!”

My eyes shifted to find Cid Highwind sitting on the ledge of one of the many pieces of Midgar shrapnel, ever present smoke between his lips burning as he clutched his old weapon, Spirit Lance, across his lap.

I suppose he had a point. With a bit of maneuvering, I righted myself, preparing for a hard landing. I spotted a metal bracing just a few feet below Cid’s ledge and bent my legs as my feet hit the metal with a thump sending shock waves up my spine. That was going to hurt later. With a quick intake of breath that was forced from my body at my landing, I stood with a crack of one of my knees, slightly wincing at the sound of the grinding bones.

“Jeez, body finally catchin’ up with yer age there Vince?”

I looked up at the grinning pilot with a mocking sneer. “You would know, would you not Highwind? Having to sit after merely giving Cloud a little toss.”

Cid pulled the smoke out of his mouth, still grinning like a foul that just struck a gold mine. He thrusted his hand out toward me and I took it, pulling myself up beside him. Not saying that I couldn’t do it myself but I’d thought it would be better to humor the pilot instead of ignoring his kind gesture. I lifted my leg up letting the heel of my boot catch in one of the triangular holes on the side and rested my gun arm across it as my left was placed behind me for support.

Blowing the smoke from his lungs, Cid lazily kicked his boots back and forth as we watched the battle above.

”Haven’t seen or heard from ya in a while. We were getting’ kinda worried ya know.” I could almost feel his blue eyes when they flickered over to me. With a slight smile, I glanced back at the grizzled pilot.

“By ‘we’, do you not mean ‘I’?”

I watched as the man stumbled over words, an amusing blush forming on tan cheeks.

“Well…I…uhh…I mean...”

With a chuckle, I snatched his cigarette, taking a small drag and then tossing it over the side.

“I missed you too Chief.”