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[thespianred.livejournal.com]

Who: Blank, [Open]
When: Start of Summer
Where: Lindblum
What: Selling tickets
Rating: PG13ish

The sun was warm over Lindblum, the days long and the crisp scent of summer was in full bloom. The pickles were selling fast, despite their stench, the milk shop was constantly busy. Lindblum really was a hive of activity. It was great to see the city repaired after the attacks and great to see people going about their day to day business.

It seemed the perfect time for a show. Baku had agreed with Blank and soon the Prima Vista was prepared, the cast ready, tickets and flyers prepared. What better way to boost the summer sensation than with the amazing 'I Want To Be Your Canary'? One of Lord Avon's finest works.

Now all that was left to get the word on the street. Moogles had been given tickets and flyers to advertise in other towns and cities, and Blank set off to advertise around Lindblum's Business District. Marcus was in charge of the Theatre District and, Cinna the Industrial District.

"Hello ladies" he crooned, making them swoon. "Can I interest you in some tickets to the hottst show around? Only 100 gil a ticket." They instantly forked over their money and were rewarded with a cheek kiss each. Easy as pie. Two tickets down, loads to go!

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[thespianred.livejournal.com]

Blank tried to avoid awkward questions about his scars, dress-sense and blindfold whenever possible. Seemed it wouldn't be quite so easy this time. He tilted his head back a little, showing that he could, indeed see from behind the blindfold. "Oh, it's easy enough. Magic."

He smiled. "Right, come on you two love birds! The Prima Vista awaits!!"

[southswordsman.livejournal.com]

"Magic huh? Crazy." Zack rubbed at the back of his head, trying not to be so embarrassed when Rachel teased him, smirking to her, "Well, I do my best not to die, y'know. It sucks. Dying. Yup." the ex-SOLDIER looked around for a moment, doing his best not to question Blank further in any awkward manner, "The what-Vista? Sounds cool, whatever it is." Zack hadn't been here before, that he knew of, so just about everything that was new to him was interesting.

Zack headed off with Blank and Rachel, seeming pretty confident about how he was presenting himself, unconcerned with what others might say about his threadbare clothes and piecemeal armor.. he wasn't there to prove anything to them, yet, and he wore his honor almost like a suit of fine clothing anyway. Angeal would have been proud of the man Zack had matured into, or at least that's what the man hoped..

[forgivensoldier.livejournal.com]

The Hawk Queen slowed it's propellers as it came to a gentle stop at the castle air docks, right behind it were two identical airships that bore Lindblum's crest. Two soldiers walked out from each ship and walked up to the modified cargo ship and waited as the ramp opened up and lowered itself. Cloud's boots clanked on each metal step until he stepped onto cement. With a look of weathered patience Cloud crossed his arms, his spiky hair seeming to slightly wilt as the soldiers spoke.

"All unregistered airships within the airspace of Lindblum must be inspected and approved before any further flight is permissible." said one of the soldiers in a practiced tone that Cloud recognized. Deciding that arguing any further with either of these two would accomplish nothing more than a headache he stepped aside, allowing both soldiers entrance to his ship so they could do whatever it is they needed to do.

"And what is this!?" the other soldier exclaimed to Cloud. Wondering what could possibly be in the ship that would raise any alarm, Cloud blinked and then shouted up up the ramp into the ship. "That's my motorcycle, it's my ground transportation. I can show you if you want-"

"That will not be necessary!"

Giving a sigh of resignation, Cloud slumped his back against the airship, just below where the name 'Hawk Queen' was elegantly painted. Crossing his arms he tilted his head back until it silently collided with the ship and closed his eyes. Why couldn't it ever be easy where he traveled?

Other Swordsman >D

[zephyrs-aria.livejournal.com]

Heading toward the ship was really exciting. Rachel toddled along, a slight skip infecting her footsteps as she went. There was that term though, hanging over her head. And all the associated questions like 'am I ready?' and 'if not now, when?' It was a crowded and noisy train of thought that Rachel had been trying to avoid for some time now, but without much success. In fact the recent Malboro attack had only served to drive home how attached to this man she'd become. How did that happen?

As she was thinking about that, she happened to pass by a ship that was stopped by a couple of guards. She blinked a couple of times and then gave Zacks cloak a slight tug at the shoulder. "Hey, look over there! I almost mistook that guy for you back when they had that festival earlier this year!" She said cheerfully and then waved "Hey! other Swordsman! Hello!"

[thespianred.livejournal.com]

It seemed they were gathering quite a crowd. Not that Blank minded. More people to show off his beautiful theatre ship to! "You know him?" He glanced over at the spiky blond, frowning at the soldiers giving him a hard time. Seriously, didn't they have better things to do than heckle passers through?

"Hey, come on guys! Give the guy a break. Look, his ship's clean as a whistle! Why don't you lads go and do some proper work!"

[southswordsman.livejournal.com]

Zack had stopped when he saw Cloud, and for a moment didn't know what to do. Sure, he liked the kid, but he'd pretty much failed him, last he checked. His memories of the Lifestream were fuzzy, but before that.. the walk out of Nibelheim through so much terrain, fighting them off and eventually winding up on the ground, shredded up.. he recalled that. The blonde looked good, well kept and prosperous.. fit, able, looked like he got over his mako poisoning. For some reason that left Zack with a warm feeling of pride. The ex-SOLDIER protectively put an arm around Rachel's shoulders, and took a step forward, his voice more grave than he'd expected it to be.

"Cloud.. Moving up in the world, I see." he probably looked quite the sight; hair long and pulled back in a half-tail, strange new sword on his back, patched up traveling clothes, and surprisingly not dead. Nope, he was here and doing fine. Looking to the soldiers, Zack smiled a winning smile, "Don't worry boys, he's with us." he swept out his other arm to include Blank, hoping the man's clout would get them through it.

[forgivensoldier.livejournal.com]

Other swordsman? The woman's voice caught Cloud's attention and he looked up to see-

His eyes widened with confusion.

"Sir Blank!" One of the guards exclaimed as he walked down the ramp of the ship and flagged his companion. "We are looking forward to Tantalus' performance." the other guard nodded. "And we already have our advance tickets. I suppose we should finish our duties, don't want to prolong our shift into overtime and miss the play."

Cloud blinked as the guards quickly scribbled a clean bill for flight and handed it to him. Confused but thankful, Cloud gave an appreciative nod to Blank, who probably spared him a very long, interrogative inspection. However he could only open and then close his mouth when saw his friend. Despite having seen Aerith, it was still quite an experience to see his friend alive and talking. He had even heard of Zack's revival first hand from Rachel, the woman accompanying his formerly deceased friend.

"Zack... You-you look better than ever." he said with a growing smile as he held out his hand in greeting to the only real SOLDIER he ever knew, as well as best life-saving friend a man could have. "Rachel and I met, by accident."