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cloud strife ([personal profile] makopoison) wrote in [community profile] neopoints2020-05-03 12:58 am

here at the honeybee inn. / open

[ they tell him he won't make soldier. no amount of training can fix a weakness of the soul. the mako doesn't agree with him - he's bedridden for three days after the initial test, and upon discharge, told he'll nnot be allowed to apply again. on the very same day he'd tendered his resignation, apologizing to his squadmates for letting them down, and left a message to the turk who had helped him on the trains as well as zack fair, thanking them for their belief in him, however ill-placed.

he was left with no choice but to improvise. there was nothing to return home to in nibelheim, no reason to quietly endure further ridicule and a lifetime of being ostracized, but no way he could live on the plate with the sky-high rent and the soul-sucking jobs requiring more skill than country boy can provide. he isn't the first SOLDIER washout to be too ashamed to go home, and he knows he won't be the last. the slums are full of them. he'd found himself lost, wandering lost in the shadow of the plate. sector five was bright and flashy but he wasn't equipped to deal with pickpockets and gangs. the better part of the day was spent utterly terrified, certain he was going to die here tonight and no one would ever know because he'd been too damn stupid to tell them his plans.

don corneo's men saw an easy mark for the coliseum. promising big money and a place to sleep - but a hand on his shoulder, a whisper in his ear, i could make you a star, darling - offered him something better.

andrea rhodea had smiled so charmingly and with such faith he'd decided he was in before he even heard the offer.

( they'd suggested claudia for his stagename, not knowing it was his mothers. he'd balked, almost shouting no, because while the rhinestones and glitter were rapidly becoming just another part of his world - he couldn't imagine the humiliation of anyone he knew knowing this. shame had consumed so much of his life, dictated so much of what he enjoyed - he refused to let it ruin this too. )

so cirrus was born. and cirrus was a fucking hit.

and he hadn't been lying. cloud's androgynous features were a smash with the customer-base. he was a quick learner, a hell of a dancer, and not too bad of a fighter. he was a star - and it came with glitz, and glamour, and gil, but no glory.

the usual showstopper was done for the night. cloud, center-stage, dancing to a flashy new routine in a uniform somewhere between the men's snappy suits and the women's bulky bee costume. he's fanning himself in the changing room, huffing out a breath as he counts down the minutes until the end of his shift, when one of the girls tells him he's been requested for a private show. ]


Seriously? I'm almost off the clock. Can't someone else -

[ it's someone important, she says, shaking her head. classified. you know what that means.

the blonde pulls a face.

don't worry, it doesn't look like an exec. she adds hastily. but you better move.

he sighs. turns back to the mirror to wipe away any evidence of exertion and heads for the room. ]
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-06 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
What her tenth thirtieth?

[Reeve can't resist the joke, because honestly, it was a common one in his department. And the man was definitely talking to him in a comfortable enough, or close enough to comfortable way, for Reeve to be a bit honest. Which is strange. And something he moves past it.]

As I said, I'm not really allowed. The company line is 'for my safety.' I was even escorted here by a pair of Turks.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-06 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Wealth.

[Oh dear, what an incorrect expectation of him. Reeve chuckles and shakes his head, fingers running through his hair.]

Yes. Perhaps I have wealth. Mostly I have privilege. I have employment. I have a comfortable home [that he rarely sees which makes it even more of a privilege], and I can feed myself. But wealth? Not as much.

[Enough that he can pay Cloud and this place for the stupidity.]

But there are reasons I'm not allowed down here, and it's as much for my safety because people are upset as because they imagine I'd make a fool of himself.

[Reno and Rude had absolutely had to make sure Reeve didn't give money to everyone he passed.]
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-06 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
You're not wrong.

[Of everyone in the company, Reeve's the one that doesn't mind the mouthing off. In fact, he nods along with Cloud's point. He absolutely believes it.]

I'd give miles, if I was allowed. That's my job. To make sure the people have. Unfortunately...

[Well, there are people above him, and they don't quite agree. At all.]

And then there are moments like this. When I'm sent here. By people who think I need this to be more like them.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Fair enough. Reeve concedes the point with a tilt of his head.]

Yes, the whole 'relieving of stress' you implied. Or did you mean another thing. That I'm too full of myself? Too self important?

[Please, tell him, there will be no repercussions his tone seems to say.]
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Interesting. And a fair point. Reeve nods his understanding.]

Well then. Be honest, Cirrus. Do you wish to sleep with me? Or any Shinra Executive for that matter? I can't imagine you would want to. Scarlet is... rough on those she feels she has power over. Heidegger is crass and bloody minded. Palmer is... Palmer. Hojo, I do not believe, would ever come down here save for things I dare not contemplate. The President...

[The man's ego and hunger for power could not translate well to the experiences of those around him.]

And myself? I am hardly a catch, coming in here awkwardly and only starting to develop more confidence as I feel the warmth of the wine in my blood.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[A hand. On his arm. Reeve stares like he's been bitten. And he flinches back from that.]

S-surely you're being paid no matter what I chose to do with the limited time I have in your beautiful but unexpected company.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He didn't expect the answer was actually 'Reeve', okay?]

I did, but that wasn't... You're likely doing this because you were told to, correct?

[Please, just give him a lifeline here. Assure him that it's okay that he's not staring. That it's for the best.]
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Reeve just stares. The awkwardness is completely replaced by the desdest look imaginable.]

You... did not just say that. Please tell me you didn't just say something as horrible as what I just hurt.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[He's serious. Reeve keeps staring.]

That's a bit of a mess, isn't it? I don't buy the line. This is not what you'd desire, I expect. An awkward man such as myself.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
If the circumstances were different?

[If they were different, he'd try to catch the younger man's eye. But as they stood...]

But they are not different. So the question is moot I suppose.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Dark fantasy?

[What? Why would that be a thing?]

But, I'm... I try to be a gentleman.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2020-05-07 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Listen, he's just a very nice man. Or tries to be.]

Good. Were i not, my mother would no doubt chew my ear off about it. She'd say that big city life was ruining the country manners she prides herself on.

[But really, what was the point to those manners in so cruel a world as this?]

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