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[...Damnit. Damn it all. This was exactly what Cid wanted to avoid, exactly what shouldn't have ever happened. Everything had been going smoothly until now, and although he knew that it was inevitable, he was hoping that he could delay it for as long as possible. Apparently, as long as possible wasn't more than just a few weeks.

Cid paces in his room, trying to figure out how to word it this time, trying to figure out how to explain in a way that Rygdea wouldn't hate him this time around.]

Date: 2011-02-08 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He knocks, though the formality feels strange when he really just wants to kick the door down and demands answers. Still, Cid is his superior officer, and old habits die hard.]

Date: 2011-02-08 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[Stepping inside the room, he closes the door and leans against the doorframe. In a tone that's so flat it even obliterates his usual drawl, he bites out a single word.]

Explain.

Date: 2011-02-08 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He stays silent throughout. He's always looked up to Cid, and he's already made a silent vow to give him this; the chance to explain himself without Rygdea hurlng accusations after every other word.]

Date: 2011-02-08 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He takes a deep breath, digesting that. Then he nods a silent encouragement to go on.]

Date: 2011-02-08 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[Rygdea swallows hard. That...explains a lot. And raises as many questions as it answers.]

An' whose bitch are you? Dysley's, as well?

Date: 2011-02-08 09:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[There's a faint hint of respect for that.]

That's why you tried to kill Fang an' the others, to stop them from destroyin' Cocoon?

Date: 2011-02-08 10:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Shit...

[He scrubs a hand over his face, not sure he understands it all, but no longer flaming angry. Living in Cocoon, you learn fast that fal'Cie have a way of twisting you.]

I don't...I don't get it all, an' I still think that tryin' to kill them was a scummy thing to do, especially after we told Fang we weren't the enemy. But you did it to save Cocoon, right?

Date: 2011-02-08 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He just stares for a minute, completely nonplussed. Then he draws a faintly shaking hand across his face, trying to scrub away his confusion.]

But..why?! Why would I do that?

Date: 2011-02-08 10:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
I wouldn't.. I would never..

[He gives a violent little headshake, lost for words. Kill Cid? It doesn't fit inside his head. It's simply not possible.]

Date: 2011-02-08 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He finally leaves his place, slumping into a seat and burying his face in his hands.]

I don't think I could. Even then. Even if...

[He sighs]

But then, I guess..you never know. Shit, Cid. How long have you been sittin' on this?

Date: 2011-02-08 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He gives a dry snort that's not really very amused at all.]

Well, shit. Now I'm startin' to think that I've got an identical twin wanderin' around. [More seriously, he adds:] I don't agree with what you did, I don't even fully get it. But hating you? You're my boss, and..a friend, as well. Even if I don't understand why you did somethin', I respect you enough to guess that you have yor reasons.

Date: 2011-02-08 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He smiles. It's a little sore, a little empty, but a smile nonetheless. Reaching up, he squeezes the hand on his shoulder.]

I don't hate you, Cid. Wish you'd told me sooner, wish you'd trusted me enough, but...if this other me's been goin' around doin' all this shit, I can see why you'd think twice.

Date: 2011-02-08 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He chuckles.]

You're right. That does sound overly sappy. But I appreciate it.

[He doesn't say how much he depends on Cid, on his guidance and leadership, as well as his friendship. He figures that should be a given by now.]

Date: 2011-02-08 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Nothin' to forgive. For me, at least. [He snorts.] You'll be lucky if Fang leaves you with your balls intact, but you've got nothin' to worry about from me.

Date: 2011-02-08 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[A soft little laugh.] Don't worry. I'll protect ya from the big bad girl.

Date: 2011-02-09 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He smiles, a faint, almost abashed little curve of the mouth.]

I don't doubt that.

Date: 2011-02-09 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
I said, didn't I? You're my boss an' my friend. There's just about nothin' I wouldn't do if you asked me to.

[He's exaggerating, but only a little.]

Date: 2011-02-09 01:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Almost nothin'. An' you'll always be my boss, Cid.

Date: 2011-02-09 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Not just my boss. [He snorts tolerantly.] I swear, you don't listen.

Date: 2011-02-09 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
My friend. Someone I look up to, someone I respect, an' someone I'd trust with my life.

[There's more, of course there's more, but he's not going to say it just yet. Now doesn't feel quite like the right time to be laying all his cards on the table.]

Date: 2011-02-09 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
[He gives him a warm, happy little smile.]

No more bottlin' things up, then. If I can handle today's little bombshell, I'm fairly sure I can handle anythin' you have to throw at me, so there's no excuse.

Date: 2011-02-09 02:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Me? I'm an open book. [He stops, then laughs.] Haven't we had this conversation before?

Date: 2011-02-09 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
Just ask. [He grins.] You're one person I've never really felt the need to keep secrets from.

Date: 2011-02-09 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com
You'd better. It certainly wasn't an insult.

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