No time for your kissy hippy crap!

[rocket_man26]

[CLANK, CLANK, CLANK! Goes the banging across the receiver as the screen blips on to a very horizontal Highwind, half under what appears to be the giant steely wheels of a subway car. With a rusty tune and a wrench in his hand, he's tightening bolts, and banging out old ones to the beat.]

♪♫Iiii been workin' on the raily-road, aaaAAaall the live long daay!
I've been workin' on the railroad, cause my ass don't wanna stay.
Don't ya hear the kettle blowing,
Tea's rea-dy early in the morn;
Then ya hear the Captain shoutin',
"Shera, stop that horn!"
Shera, won't you stop,
Shera, won't you stop,
Shera, won't you stop that horn?♪♫

[ROOAARR! The earth-shattering reptilian sound echos across the chilly subway, causing Cid to nearly bash his head in by the underside of the railcar.]

GODDAMNIT BITCH! I wasn't singin' bout you! @#$%, blowin' yer horn an' my goddamn ears out! Move over here I need yer light--huh?

[Waving his leather-gloved hand up he knocks the device, allowing it to pan upwards to the sight of a great frilled green and... glowing dragon.]

What the hell is all that crap growin' up there?

[Clearly the subway isn't exempt from the festivities going on up above, as the ceiling is covered in the odd-smelling fungi. The dragon gnarls at the captain, seemingly pretty damn sentient.]

Mistletoe? @#%$ no I ain't kissin' you, I don't love ya that much, frillface! Yer breath's 'bout as butt-wrank as the winter-cast of Loveless, so I hear!

[Another disapproved growl and a shrill from the summoned beast.]

Hey @#$% you my singin's awesome! 'Nother crack like that an' I'll put ya back in my head for another 6 @#$%'n months.

[Back to work, as the dragon leans down to shed it's light on Cid's handy-dandy work the feed times out.]

((ooc: With Cid's chip out, he's using one of his Limit Breaks: Dragon, to his advantage for the Dissimulo project project. ))

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[gospelofgreen.livejournal.com]

You're happy to see me, but you didn't even know I was gone? Tsk tsk, Cid. [She says it very lightly, though--really, the city seems chaotic enough that she can see how people would lose track of each other.] And mm, I know. A man of few words, our Vincent. I'm surprised I found him!

I'm at the high school. Vincent told me he's at Latimir--is that where you are?

[Hmm...so Cid seems okay with Sephiroth too, even if that doesn't mean he likes him or anything.] You know Sephiroth offered to escort me when I got here? It was really strange.

[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

[Pfft! Yea as if he doesn't feel like shit enough about it!]

Eer, nope. I'm down in the subway, tryin' to get this damn train runnin' again.

Look I'll be there in a few, I got some crap I'll probly need to explain to ya. That cool?

[gospelofgreen.livejournal.com]

Whoops! I meant where you live. Unless you really are living in a subway, which doesn't sound very healthy to me.

...Okay, I'll wait for you. You can find me in the attendance office.