The friends that spar together, stay together! [Tifa + Cloud]

lockhartsenpai:

It was smart for Cloud to grab his First Tsurugi just as he did, for Tifa was relentless in her next attack. After the spiky blonde swept the area, the young woman dashed in for a rush attack. A few quick fires at his right, the blade blocked her kicks with it’s strong blade. The last kick was too forceful, and the brunette had to push herself into a flip using the blade as a board. 

She was being too forceful and she knew it. The brunette slowed herself down and waited for Cloud to make the next move, putting her fists up in a defensive stance. It wasn’t that she was feeling rusty, but the sparring matches she had on the island taught her a thing or two that she may have forgotten since the last time she legitimately fought. The last person she fought who reminded her to guard was the man known as Snow, of whom she defeated at the school gym. Remembering his stance, she calmed down and moved her feet just as he did. “It was like… like this if I remember correctly.” Tifa thought to herself, recalling his impressive defense against her fists. 

“Come on Cloud,” The young woman egged him on. “Your turn to make the move.” She was hoping if she kept a steady pace that the man with his sword would be worn down. However, Tifa knew if that was the plan, it might end up being a long fight. Cloud doesn’t wear down easy.

Cloud wasn’t overly surprised by Tifa’s quick and pretty relentless attack, having sparred with her enough in the past and know her as well as he did, it was too surprising to see her throwing her all into each attack. Thinking quickly Cloud was able to block the attacks to his right side, the last kick was so strong that when Tifa flipped away it caused the blonde to stumble back a few steps.

Cloud shook his head and took a deep breath, readying his sword once again into his fighting stance. Cloud was trying to keep as calm as possible, the last thing he wanted to do was have another freak out during the fight like what happened with Angeal. Cloud closed his eyes for a second, thinking about how he should plan his attack, when suddenly he heard Tifa shout to him.

Can’t win staying defensive, guess now’s the time to attack. Cloud thought to himself, opening his eyes and staring over at Tifa. Cloud’s foot dug into the grass and he launched himself forward, the First Tsurugi at his side as stopped and went to slash at Tifa’s right, only to fake her out and swing for her left leg with the duller side.

(Source: teachercloud)

ooc:

Hey everyone, I’m going to be heading out on my bike for a bit, then going to like for a decent microphone online for the podcast! x3

I’ll be doing replies a little later tonight, so yeah, talk to you all on tc soonish ^^;

Monsters Inside [Winged-Angeal & Cloud]

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Angeal propped himself up on his elbows, feeling the pain ebb through his body. “What did I run into?” he said with a slight sigh afterwards. The fire was warming him considerably and it felt good against his still somewhat sweat drenched skin. The attacks always left him feeling weak and out of place afterwards. He shouldn’t have been flying when he had the attack, but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about Sephiroth whenever he was also thinking about the wings. Some had called Sephiroth a blight on the Lifestream, cursing the man for all the pain he had caused. When the black haired man and his friend Genesis had fought Sephiroth, Angeal had noted a black wing rising from the silver haired man’s right shoulder. It was a hauntingly beautiful scene with fire rising high behind him after his razing of yet another town that Angeal couldn’t stop him from doing.

Angeal blinked. Staring into the fire had caused the black haired man to slip into the memory of his old friend. Turning he could see Cloud standing nearby, a somewhat thoughtful look on his face. “Thank you for… picking me up I suppose. It probably would have caused a certain amount of trouble if someone had seen me with…” Angeal pointed over his back to the wings sprouting from his shoulders. “I’m not even sure how they got there, they just came one day and its been… interesting ever since.” The black haired man shifted his weight so that he was in more of a sitting position and could more easily talk to the blonde, the fire still growing as it began to consume the fuel Cloud had provided for it.

Cloud nodded at Angeal then turned back to the fire, “Don’t mention it, I couldn’t just leave you there.” he said, tossing another stick into the fire as he finished speaking. Cloud listened to Angeal as he spoke again, but his eyes seemed locked onto the fire. A long time ago, he remembered hearing that fire danced more beautifully then anything else in the world, his father had told him that during a late training session. Cloud looked over at Angeal’s wings, shaking off the memories of black wings from his mind.

Cloud sighed, “There’s rumours around town that people can, change.” he said to the soldier-turned-teacher. “Things like growing wings, or a tail, sometimes stranger. I’m not sure exactly how it works, Demyx swears it’s true but I didn’t really believe that, until right now. From what I understand, sometimes you remember these things, and sometimes you don’t, guess it just depends.” he said to his friend, shaking off the eerie feeling of his memory being warped.

Monsters Inside [Winged-Angeal & Cloud]

white-winged-warrior:

What do angels dream of, Cloud? Angeal sat high on the tower remembering the question that he had asked his new friend, Cloud, when they had been sparring not only a few days earlier. The black haired man looked down from his perch. The people all looked so small below him. Many would be surprised if they were to just look up, see the man sitting atop a tower with large white wings folded slightly in behind his shoulder. To think, Angeal would still hold so many connections to Sephiroth, a connection to the monster his old friend had become. Yet at the same time who was he, a man that followed his orders and never contradicted them. Slaughtering all of those innocent people so that Shinra could gain more and more power. How would someone who isn’t a monster simply follow those orders. Even when that person knew they would cause so much pain and suffering.

Slowly Angeal lifted himself off the top of the tower and slowly flew across the sky, lost in thought. The images of his war torn homeland flashing across his eyes, making his body rake with pain as one of his attacks came on. Suppressing the scream took all of his energy and the black haired man wasn’t paying attention as he ran into the side of a building. Crashing to the ground he let out a heavy grunt as the shoulder he landed on was the one the blonde haired man had hit during their sparring. The last thing that he remembered was the familiar sound of a motorcycle charging up the nearby hill.

Cloud was out driving on Fenrir, having just dropped off Denzel at the cafe for his shift. The blonde haired teacher noticed something all too familiar as he drove home, causing him to speed down a different street to investigate. Cloud arrived at the scene, seeing someone he didn’t expect, Angeal. The literature teacher ran over to his friend, and lifted him up, placing him on the bike. Cloud drove away, riding through alleyways and empty streets to avoid suspicious eyes, wondering why a Physics teacher now had wings.

Cloud drove off to one of the empty sides of the island, just a road running along the shore line and a forest on the other side. Cloud parked Fenrir off to the side of the road, then carried Angeal into the safety of the woods. Cloud gently placed Angeal down on the grass and moved a log over for the winged man to rest his head against. Cloud gathered some sticks and lit a match, creating a small fire, hoping that it might keep him warm and comfortable while he rested. The blonde searched around for another log and returned to the impromptu camp site, shifting his stare between the crackling camp fire and the ‘fallen angel’.

After some time past Cloud noticed Angeal waking up from his unconscious state, Cloud turned to look over at him, the red light from the fire shining against the right side of his face. “Don’t worry, you’re not dead, you’re just outside of town.” he said, turning back to the fire. His facial expression showed he was thinking about things, but his tone was calm as ever.

The friends that spar together, stay together! [Tifa + Cloud]

lockhartsenpai:

She smirked and dived into it immediately, knowing a preemptive strike could land her an advantage. Tifa’s hair swirled with her movements as she swiftly made a strike at Cloud’s abdomen, only to be cut short by his sword. While he was playing it safe, the cold blade made for solid contact with her fist, and the sword shook with ferocity as Tifa shivered, really feeling the impact on her hand. 

“Wow, haven’t felt that in awhile!” She laughed nonchalantly. Tifa clenched her fist and knocked the sword aside with a kick, trying in a wrestling move to flip Cloud onto the ground.

The brunette forgot what it was like to fight with someone with such a huge sword in their grasp. However, if memory recalled correctly, she did know that Cloud wasn’t the best with his fists. The only thing she wanted in the beginning was to disarm him, but if he would stay that way, only time could tell. The sun beat down on the two best friends, smiling at each other as they were determined to demolish the other. It was the rivalry known as good sportsmanship, and it was the one of the easiest ways for the two to get close once more. It had been so long since the last time they sparred, and it brought Tifa joy to know they hadn’t lost touch with that part of their friendship.

Cloud watched as Tifa took the first attack, watching her movements to known just where her attack would land. The blonde tilted his sword downwards and defended himself as Tifa’s fist collided with the First Tsurugi. Cloud felt the sword shake from the force of Tifa’s punch, it would have been pretty surprising for anyone who didn’t know how strong Tifa really was, but Cloud merely nodded at her and smirked, impressed by Tifa as always.

Cloud lowered his guard temporarily when Tifa spoke, thinking maybe she hurt her hand or something along those lines. “Well, I haven’t had someone punch my sword like that in awhile either.” he said with a chuckle. Suddenly Tifa attacked again, Cloud quickly readied himself but Tifa got the better of him, sending his sword flying away with one kick.

Cloud watched his sword tumble to the ground before realizing Tifa had lunged at him, he raised up his arms and found him self in a grapple with Tifa, before the brunette managed to flip him onto the ground. Cloud let out a groan as he hit the ground, but didn’t let the pain sink in too much, quickly proceeding to his next attack. Cloud swoop at Tifa’s legs with his full force, knowing full well Tifa could take whatever he threw at her, then he lunged for his sword again. Cloud summer salted towards the First Tsurugi and grabbed it, still kneeling he swept the area behind himself just to keep the distance.

(Source: teachercloud)

ooc: Dear Joey,

composing-melodies:

It has come to my attention that I only have 3 Joshua rp’s going on. And Denzel and Joshua never made up. BUT really want to do an rp where Joshua forces Demyx to go shopping. Pick your poison

EDIT: I ALSO NEED TO START NEW THREADS WITH YUFFIE, VANILLE(BECAUSE THAT ONE WAS FROM LIKE 5EVA AGO, AND ANYONE I HAVEN’T INTERACTED WITH YET.

BUT I’D WANT TO DO BOTH OF THOSE! D8