[ If they weren't in public, Weiss would have placed a hand on top of his as he cups her cheek. She can't help it when she leans into his hand, though! It comes so naturally to her. Sorry, jewellery lady. You gotta see them be gross like this. ]
We can go look for a souvenir for you.
[ Still leaning into his hand, she shakes her head. ]
[ If he'd have met Weiss on any other world, if they'd still gotten together, he likely would have been less publicly affectionate when it came to her. Prismatica, for better or worse, had opened him up quite a bit when it came to these kinds of displays. ...not that he was going to be sweeping her off her feet and kissing her in a dipping pose in front of a crowd like in the movies. Ever. Someone smack him if something ever came over him to do that.
But this... This was right. No matter which way he sliced it, this just felt right. No matter the world. The time. The place. ]
[ He tells her to lead the way, but as she looks around, she's not really sure which stall would have things Cloud would be interested in... It's not like there are stalls selling motorcycles or swords or anything! Cloud's always been "okay" with everything, and Weiss has always had difficulty finding a nice present for him. What she gave him on their first ChristmasFirialia together was a scarf, and she was already crushing on him when she picked the gift out! She doubts Cloud would like to look at a stall selling plates... or a stall selling blankets... oh—!
She takes his hand and tugs on it. Weiss looks like she may have found a stall to go to? ]
Let's look over there.
[ It's a stall selling books and stationery! Weiss could use a new journal. And maybe there's some interesting literature that Cloud would wanna try learning more about! He did visit the library in Lunatia before. ]
[ Cloud doesn't clue in until they're just about at the stall of stationery. Pens, books, journals... It reminds him of their talk they had about getting him pens before they began dating. He admits that since arriving here in Avalon, he hasn't had much need since he did less paperwork. But... The thought makes him smile. Not to mention there are pieces of literature here that he could invest in as well. ]
Is it weird that I miss my office supplies?
[ The notebooks. The folders. The pens. Books. They're in the right place then! His hand hovers over various colors of blank hardcover journals. While the blend of old and modern technology was prevalent, there were still some fountain pens available for trying out on blank sheets of paper, complete with clean looking feathers!
Just as his hand hovers over one in particular though, a light frown mars his lips. Rather than dwell over the black feather however, he shakes his head and picks up a white feathered pen instead. ]
Be honest. [ Feather pen in hand, he turns to Weiss to show her. The less he thinks of black feathers, the better. ] This too much for just a pen?
[ Not the cost. But the style. He's never owned one like this before. ]
[ Cloud, despite himself, can be pretty "extra" at times. Flourishing big swords the way he does, performing acrobatic feats when simple leaps would suffice... But she is far superior in this department still. Frankly, he wouldn't have it any other way. ]
[ He spins the feathered pen between his fingers. ] You think I should have one then?
[ There's a look of hope expectancy in his bright blue eyes as he asks this question. Even if they didn't buy this now (there's many like it!), later on... They already went halfsies on the beautiful earrings he picked out for her. The pens are surprisingly pricy for what they are. Nowhere near as expensive as the earrings, but still...
[ Cloud's not about to go leaping for joy when she tells him to go pick one out. But his smile does grow as he nods a little more enthusiastically. He's less materialistic, but he'd be a liar if he said he didn't like the little things from time to time. A feather pen...kind of looks cool, actually. Packaged neatly in a see-through box, little packs of ink come included to load into the base as he makes his purchase. This one is a little cheaper, mostly because they're clearing out older stock. But that's fine by him! It's his first "ye olde" pen like this! And he'll definitely show it to Weiss and ask questions if he has to.
But he'll catch on. Now that he's got something for himself? He's content. ]
[ Weiss pays for the pen, as well as a nice new journal. It's hard bound with no lines on the sheets— perfect for free writing and doodling or just jotting down random ideas! They can go around from one stall to another to get more stuff that he might like. ]
[ His eyes are drawn to the journal, curious that she'd pick one out for him to go along with the pen. But he can't help but nod in appreciation all the same. But he's made up his mind. He holds onto his little bag containing the pen and journal in one hand, while settling his arm over her shoulders, hand on her arm. ]
Let's look around a little more.
[ This is by no means an end to the night. But eventually Cloud will want to get some privacy and quiet. Maybe across a bridge to watch the water's surface, or catch the night sky before they go back out to the country. ]
[ If Cloud's good, then she's good! She gives him a small smile before leaning on him a little. It's fine... He can still walk like this! And he can start leading the way since he's the one who wants to look around some more. ]
Were there night markets like this in Gaia? I can't ever imagine something like this happening in Atlas... There was something similar in Vale, though, when the Vytal Tournament was going on.
Plenty. Skeevy as Wall Market could be, it was pretty colorful.
Outside Midgar, we didn't see so many though...
[ He'll answer any questions she has about Wall Market if she asks. It's not a sensitive subject. ...save for one daring rescue in particular involving makeup and a dress. ]
[ Weiss can't begin to imagine what Gaia's like. What she's seen of Gold Saucer, or wherever that was where she saw Sephiroth and Aerith in that one memory. She does like to hear about it, and if asked? She has a skewed image of what some places could be like. The more she asks questions, though, the more these images don't necessarily resemble reality, but she has a clearer idea of what the future holds for her. So yes, she's definitely going to ask more. ]
[ There was no use in mincing words, owing to the honesty in their relationship when he's quick to answer back, half shrugging since she's still at his side. ]
Yup. [ But...that's not quite as satisfying an answer. So he'll elaborate as they make their way through the crowd, occasionally his mako-infused gaze keeping an eye on the stalls. ] Well...behind the scenes, basically. If we went there and did what we're doing now, - [ Walking around. ] -you probably wouldn't know it.
Wall Market pretty much belonged to a crime boss.
[ That gets a twist of his mouth, half frowning at the sleeziness of that depraved bastard. He was bad news for entirely different reasons from Sephiroth. ]
[ So... like the Lightless, basically. That's the only comparison she can make given her little experience with these things. But thinking about the Lightless now, even when it's been a year or close to it that it's happened makes her heart feel a little heavy. But she looks up at Cloud. They're talking about something else, but she feels glad that he's here and the two of them can talk about what's happened in the past.
Right. They're moving forward. Weiss has been! Just that she can't help but think back about some things in the past at times.
Cloud really has started to rub off on her with how much she thinks now. ]
So what you're saying is... if we find a dress for you here, you'd put it on?
[ It's not like what he did back in Wall Market was a secret anymore. But she constantly teases and brings it up. If he really wanted her to drop it though... He would have said so. Tifa or Aerith woulda been told to move on by now. Weiss has the leg up on them. For obvious reasons. He loves her. akdsjfh ]
...
Maybe.
[ It's not a "no". Or a "yes". More like a "let me forget about it for a while and then surprise you so we can get this over with and- wait why the hell am I even entertaining—" ]
[ So she knows he's never gonna do it. Now, it's not like she wants to see him in a dress or anything. It would be funny! Jaune wearing a dress was funny. But he doesn't have to.
Honestly? Because he gets flustered when she brings it up makes her want to keep pressing him about it. He's so cute when he doesn't have a clue what to say. 😭
Cloud can keep talking about it or he can drop it. Weiss is distracted by a stall selling pots and vases, though, and if Cloud doesn't stop her from approaching, they might end up having more to carry home than just a jewellery box and a pen and a notebook. ]
[ But nothing, mister. As a matter of fact, when she finds the stall selling various pots and vases, he almost shifts gears completely from the prior conversation. Blinking curiously after her, he still hasn't realized that they may have their arms full on the way home. He follows in after her, peering over her shoulder from behind. ]
[ She shakes her head immediately. She wouldn't have gone closer if something didn't catch her attention, but it's nothing to mull about! There's a tall white jar with powder blue accents that remind her of home. No point in talking about it, though. It's not important.
Funny how she's thinking about that now when Atlas is in ruins. There's literally no home to get back to. ]
Nothing! They're nice to look at, that's all.
[ Besides, she already got a souvenir! They shouldn't spend on more things for her now. ]
There were so many jars and vases at home. We weren't allowed to touch any of them.
[ The very same tall jar catches his eye as well. He's never been inside the real Schnee Manor before. But somehow, it feels so...familiar. The dreamscape he dived into to protect Weiss- from the nightmares caused by one of the Beasts of Calamity. As he ventured through the distorted version of that manor... Yeah. He may not have seen this jar in particular. But it's close. And now he's humming thoughtfully about it. ]
Hmm...
[ It fetches a rather nice price tag too. Without saying anything though, he's now got it in his sights. ]
Can't imagine the price tag for the ones at your place. Would empty my pockets dry replacing one if it got busted...
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We can go look for a souvenir for you.
[ Still leaning into his hand, she shakes her head. ]
I'm okay.
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But this... This was right. No matter which way he sliced it, this just felt right. No matter the world. The time. The place. ]
Lead on, then?
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ChristmasFirialia together was a scarf, and she was already crushing on him when she picked the gift out! She doubts Cloud would like to look at a stall selling plates... or a stall selling blankets... oh—!She takes his hand and tugs on it. Weiss looks like she may have found a stall to go to? ]
Let's look over there.
[ It's a stall selling books and stationery! Weiss could use a new journal. And maybe there's some interesting literature that Cloud would wanna try learning more about! He did visit the library in Lunatia before. ]
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[ Cloud doesn't clue in until they're just about at the stall of stationery. Pens, books, journals... It reminds him of their talk they had about getting him pens before they began dating. He admits that since arriving here in Avalon, he hasn't had much need since he did less paperwork. But... The thought makes him smile. Not to mention there are pieces of literature here that he could invest in as well. ]
Is it weird that I miss my office supplies?
[ The notebooks. The folders. The pens. Books. They're in the right place then! His hand hovers over various colors of blank hardcover journals. While the blend of old and modern technology was prevalent, there were still some fountain pens available for trying out on blank sheets of paper, complete with clean looking feathers!
Just as his hand hovers over one in particular though, a light frown mars his lips. Rather than dwell over the black feather however, he shakes his head and picks up a white feathered pen instead. ]
Be honest. [ Feather pen in hand, he turns to Weiss to show her. The less he thinks of black feathers, the better. ] This too much for just a pen?
[ Not the cost. But the style. He's never owned one like this before. ]
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[ That's a first. Especially when Weiss is the more Extra one between the two of them. (And she knows it!) ]
That looks pretty normal to me.
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[ Cloud, despite himself, can be pretty "extra" at times. Flourishing big swords the way he does, performing acrobatic feats when simple leaps would suffice... But she is far superior in this department still. Frankly, he wouldn't have it any other way. ]
[ He spins the feathered pen between his fingers. ] You think I should have one then?
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[ It's not difficult or anything, but it is different! If the strokes aren't right, then then pen won't write! ]
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[ There's a look of
hopeexpectancy in his bright blue eyes as he asks this question. Even if they didn't buy this now (there's many like it!), later on... They already went halfsies on the beautiful earrings he picked out for her. The pens are surprisingly pricy for what they are. Nowhere near as expensive as the earrings, but still...Teach him? ]
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[ Amongst other pretentious things... There was even a best in penmanship award giving in class. ]
Go get one.
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But he'll catch on. Now that he's got something for himself? He's content. ]
Thanks, Weiss. All set now.
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[ Weiss pays for the pen, as well as a nice new journal. It's hard bound with no lines on the sheets— perfect for free writing and doodling or just jotting down random ideas! They can go around from one stall to another to get more stuff that he might like. ]
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[ His eyes are drawn to the journal, curious that she'd pick one out for him to go along with the pen. But he can't help but nod in appreciation all the same. But he's made up his mind. He holds onto his little bag containing the pen and journal in one hand, while settling his arm over her shoulders, hand on her arm. ]
Let's look around a little more.
[ This is by no means an end to the night. But eventually Cloud will want to get some privacy and quiet. Maybe across a bridge to watch the water's surface, or catch the night sky before they go back out to the country. ]
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[ If Cloud's good, then she's good! She gives him a small smile before leaning on him a little. It's fine... He can still walk like this! And he can start leading the way since he's the one who wants to look around some more. ]
Were there night markets like this in Gaia? I can't ever imagine something like this happening in Atlas... There was something similar in Vale, though, when the Vytal Tournament was going on.
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Outside Midgar, we didn't see so many though...
[ He'll answer any questions she has about Wall Market if she asks. It's not a sensitive subject. ...save for one daring rescue in particular involving makeup and a dress. ]
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What? Did they sell illegal stuff there?
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Yup. [ But...that's not quite as satisfying an answer. So he'll elaborate as they make their way through the crowd, occasionally his mako-infused gaze keeping an eye on the stalls. ] Well...behind the scenes, basically. If we went there and did what we're doing now, - [ Walking around. ] -you probably wouldn't know it.
Wall Market pretty much belonged to a crime boss.
[ That gets a twist of his mouth, half frowning at the sleeziness of that depraved bastard. He was bad news for entirely different reasons from Sephiroth. ]
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Right. They're moving forward. Weiss has been! Just that she can't help but think back about some things in the past at times.
Cloud really has started to rub off on her with how much she thinks now. ]
So what you're saying is... if we find a dress for you here, you'd put it on?
[ That's not what he said. ]
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[ That was a noise that just squeaked out alright. Try and say it outloud. Cloud's cheeks redden. ]
Gonna...need a real good reason that's not rescuing you.
[ Because he's never taking a bet against a Servant ever again. ...or anyone. ]
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[ It's not the headtilt he knows and
lovessuccumbs to, but it's a headtilt with puppy eyes all the same. ]"I love you, Weiss Schnee" isn't enough?
[ He wore a dress for Aerith and Tifa AND A SERVANT but not for her???? ]
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[ It's not like what he did back in Wall Market was a secret anymore. But she constantly teases and brings it up. If he really wanted her to drop it though... He would have said so. Tifa or Aerith woulda been told to move on by now. Weiss has the leg up on them.
For obvious reasons. He loves her. akdsjfh]...
Maybe.
[ It's not a "no". Or a "yes". More like a "let me forget about it for a while and then surprise you so we can get this over with and- wait why the hell am I even entertaining—" ]
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[ So she knows he's never gonna do it. Now, it's not like she wants to see him in a dress or anything. It would be funny! Jaune wearing a dress was funny. But he doesn't have to.
Honestly? Because he gets flustered when she brings it up makes her want to keep pressing him about it. He's so cute when he doesn't have a clue what to say. 😭
Cloud can keep talking about it or he can drop it. Weiss is distracted by a stall selling pots and vases, though, and if Cloud doesn't stop her from approaching, they might end up having more to carry home than just a jewellery box and a pen and a notebook. ]
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[ But nothing, mister. As a matter of fact, when she finds the stall selling various pots and vases, he almost shifts gears completely from the prior conversation. Blinking curiously after her, he still hasn't realized that they may have their arms full on the way home. He follows in after her, peering over her shoulder from behind. ]
See something?
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Funny how she's thinking about that now when Atlas is in ruins. There's literally no home to get back to. ]
Nothing! They're nice to look at, that's all.
[ Besides, she already got a souvenir! They shouldn't spend on more things for her now. ]
There were so many jars and vases at home. We weren't allowed to touch any of them.
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Hmm...
[ It fetches a rather nice price tag too. Without saying anything though, he's now got it in his sights. ]
Can't imagine the price tag for the ones at your place. Would empty my pockets dry replacing one if it got busted...
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[ Because he would be arrested for destruction of property. Even if it was an accident. Jacques has his ways...
As crazy as that sounds, though? Weiss is only partly joking. It really could happen. You know, if she still had a home and all! ]
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