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So many people have changed again... and a lot of them have gone back to normal. I guess it was expected, considering most Malnosso experiments last about a week, but--

...why... am I still here?

Or more importantly, why am I still this age?

I thought I'd be sent back for sure. Is... this how I'll be from now on?

~~Should I be happy or what...?~~

[ooc: Simon's still 28 of course! Strikes hackable. Computer geek Simon is not.]

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Talk to the people we trust - find a way to network the info. We'll have to be careful, otherwise they'll suspect something, but I'm sure if we're careful enough we can manage to gather a decent group.

[Pessimist Cloud is pessimistic.] People we trust -people I trust, anyhow- are kind of a rare breed. Even less, people who can fight properly.

[Simon shrugs; he'd been too young before to know who was trustworthy and who was not, and who the strong ones were.]

Well then, maybe we need to take a chance and just believe in people I doubt many of us want to stay here.

Maybe. [But Cloud doesn't sound so convinced.] I'll try to think of some people we can talk to.

[Out of the corner of his eye he spots the drill on the grass and picks it up with a noise of surprise.] Hey, it's fixed! When did that happen?

.....

[Simon blinks, then presses a hand to his forehead, suppressing a groan. Maybe Cloud isn't the best one to help him with this plan right now.]

I fixed it a few minutes ago.

[If Cloud heard the groan, he didn't make any indication of it, examining the drill closely.] It looks even better than it did before, what did you use?

[This time Simon did sigh, keeping his answers short. This was really going to make things difficult...]

Spiral power.

Spiral power can do this too, huh...? [Cloud mused to himself before blinking; major deja vu. He sighed, hanging his head and rubbing at a temple.]

You told me this already, didn't you?

[Simon's tone is dry as he replies - not angry or irritated, but more like resigned.]

Yeah, I did, but that's alright. Maybe you should start writing things down.

I can't just write down everything. [Cloud sighs, and shoulders the little drill, gesturing towards the house.] Although I guess I might have to after all.

[He fidgets for a moment, sheepish and kind of embarrassed.] I'm sorry if it ends up getting on your nerves. I know it's annoying.

Not everything, just the important things.

[Simon smiles, reaching out to lope an arm playfully around Cloud's shoulders, still amused that he'd grown taller than both Kamina and his own father.]

Don't worry about it! It's not like it's your fault. And it's not that big of a deal to remind you when you forget things.

Yeah. [It's not sulking, damn it, it's thoughtful musing. Cloud fiddles with the drill, ducking his head a bit as he traces the grooves with his fingers, the action feeling vaguely familiar.] I'll go find some normal paper to write stuff down on. It'd be kind of stupid to write it all down in my journal.

That's true. You need to remember our plan, and we don't want the Malnosso finding out!

[Simon is wise enough not to ruffle Cloud's hair, even teasingly. That's probably too much.]

We had a plan? [Cloud's tone is dry, and he sends Simon a wry glance.] I thought it was just more along the lines of "smack the barrier until it breaks."

You don't think that's a plan?

[Simon grins playfully, lifting a brow.]

That's how I do it, Papa.

I suppose that's as good a plan as any. [Cloud sighs; he's worried, of course, and has a lot of reservations. Frankly, he didn't give a damn how strong Simon was, he didn't want him anywhere near the Malnosso. But Simon was also a grown man and could make his own decisions.

It was almost like being a father and being an observer at the same time. Cloud didn't like it.]

I don't know what'll happen. This could just be one last hurrah before they change us back. But if we can break free, it's definitely worth the attempt.

[Cloud bows his head in thought before glancing over at Simon, ducking out of under his arm and giving him a guarded look.]

I can't go until Sephiroth is taken care of.

[Ah, that. It figures Cloud would forget the battle but not who caused it. Simon frowns back at him, lips pursing.]

What if he's back to normal, now? He hasn't attacked again, and his sword his broken. Can we at least try talking to him?

Then why hasn't he said anything, if he's "back to normal?" If the experiment is even what made it happen. Not only that, but he's a murderer and a manipulator; I wouldn't put it past him to lie through his teeth just to get me -us, rather- to drop our guards.

Maybe he regrets what he's done. Zack is his friend, and Sephiroth didn't hesitate to attack him at all. If it had been me, I would've been shaken up by that and kept my distance. I'm sure he's just worried for Zack's safety.

Zack was also his friend when he nearly cut him in two in the Nibel Reactor.

[Cloud presses his fingers to his forehead before shaking it and heading back for the house.]

I don't want to talk about it. I can't go until I make sure everything's settled, whether I have to kill him or not.

[Simon's quiet for a moment, not following Cloud, not even turning to do so.]

Won't he just come back?

He always does.

[Cloud doesn't even pause as he opens the door and lets it fall shut behind him.]

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