[ The second she removes his tie, instead of going for a kiss as he's not ready for her to leave his space yet, he slips his arms around her for a little hug. He used to be so robotic about doing something like this... If there's one thing Prismatica taught him? It's to take some initiative. Except this was a completely different feeling when it came to protecting her. Holding her hand was great. Kissing her was exhilarating. But there's something about a warm embrace that finds a way to melt him down- even when he's the one starting it.
As he holds her, memories of the past flit through his head- of the moment when Weiss desperately pulled him in after he unlocked his Aura. Even with his thoughts steeped in desire under the influence of the Sanguis moon, there was something so...warm about her presence, even when she was calling him a dummy and cradling him to her chest before they could moonlace.
Except now, it's given and taken equally. Day by day, he wants to give her just as much love as she's given him. It's not a competition, but one-upping the other wouldn't get old either. ]
Happy birthday, Weiss.
[ He loosens his hold, but doesn't pull away just yet as he looks down to her, ready to go when she was. ]
[ His birthday, she means! He's made her so happy today, so much that she'd call this the best birthday she's ever had if other people ask. And she'd vowed to herself to make him happy everyday, but because she's always one for competitionto return the favour, she intends for Cloud to have the best birthday ever this year, too.
She's on her toes soon after to place a soft kiss on his cheek. The hand that holds onto his arm when she tiptoes slides down to hold his hand once she's back on the floor. Right. They said they were going to take a dip outside, right? So... ]
Do you want to order anything for tonight? Maybe they have frozen yoghurt.
[ Frozen yoghurt while bathing in the spring? Odd combination. But it's Weiss' birthday and everything she wants is Valid. ]
Mm. [ Patiently waiting for her to finish kissing him on the cheek, he squeezes her hand when saying, ] I know you'll blow me away.
[ At first, Cloud had a tendency to try and downplay anything Weiss wanted to do for him. It was unintentional, out of a kneejerk reaction of not wanting to inconvenience someone. He's grown past those former feelings where he didn't think he deserved it. It was his last birthday where it all really sunk in for him. Tifa, Weiss, Marie, Asami, Korra...everyone put in so much work to surprise him without being overbearing either. And seeing the smile on Weiss' face throughout the night? That magical motorcycle ride along the beach before taking her home?
Yeah. He's going to hype her up and encourage her to make his birthday the best that she can. He'll love every moment of it when it comes from her. ]
I'll call room service.
[ But they can't exactly get their (hopeful?) froyo if they're already in the spring out back. So, letting go of her hand, he takes a seat by the nightstand where their phone sits. With 'Room Service' available with just the push of a button, he's polite yet terse. Straight to the chase when he asks if they serve frozen yoghurt. Luckily for them, being the warmer seasons ahead... ]
[ Oh, she's going to blow you, alright. WAIT— JAHSJAHDJD
When Cloud heads to where the phone is, Weiss takes her time getting some stuff from her luggage. Now, she only brought these for quiet time in the bath by herself, but... maybe Cloud won't mind. A relaxing night in the bath tub with scented candles is the best, but bringing these citrus candles out? It'll be even more relaxing! The moon from their window looks a bit more red than last night, too, which adds more to the calming ambiance. Elsewhere, the red moon would mean something else! But that's all in the past.
Oh! He's calling out to her. She's about to slip out into the back to put the candles around the spring, but— ]
Blueberry, obviously. [ Duh, Cloud! That's her favourite flavour of yoghurt. ] I'll be back.
[ She shows him the candles in her arms, lifting it a bit. There's not much! Nothing excessive! Three small round jars with orange wax inside! ]
[ It's muttered with an undertone of affection before he gets right back on the phone and confirms their order. Sure enough? Two blueberry froyos. She may have had some influence on him, but blueberry has become a legit favorite of his when it came to desserts or treats. He nods before looking up to Weiss, almost forgetting that he's on the phone when he sees the citrusy orange candles in her arms, blinking curiously. ]
Oh-! Ah, sure. Go for it.
[ He's not against it! He just wasn't expecting them. Forgetting he's on the line still, he quickly confirms that's what they want before he hangs up. ]
Ten minutes from the kitchen to our room, they said!
[ He'll call to her if she's already going to set the candles out. Seeing her so excited and happy, enjoying her birthday to the fullest like this... These were the moments that he lived for. But while she went out to place the candles? He'll use this opportunity to get changed. Cloud doesn't plan on getting risqué in front of Weiss while changing, Unless stripping is on her birthday wishlist— HOLD ON UMM but his shirt drops to the edge of the bed, leaving him exposed as the soft glow of the moon catches his attention out of the corner of his eye.
Heading towards it, he places his hand on the glass, the light of the moon a deeper shade of red than last night. It reminds him of what he once was...how he used to act. And...at the end of the day, it wasn't all bad. There's a lot that he could even thank that damned crimson moon for. Still, it's hard to believe that he could get nostalgic over something like that. For all the heavy stakes and fighting they had to do...Prismatica really was a beautiful planet. Strange yet...home. A home away from home.
But he decided long ago that the location didn't matter. Home was wherever his family was, wherever the love of his life was. Any time he's with Weiss Schnee? That's home. His lips curl into a hint of a smile as he 'hmph's up at the moon. ]
[ The spring out back isn't very big, so the candles Weiss puts in certain spots does well enough in illuminating it. What she had in mind was to meditate while in the bath, candles and incense to the side of the tub. It would have been fun, and she can still do that! Tonight, though, she can probably still do all that just without the soap and bubbles and incense.
When she's done, she heads back inside, up the path from the spring into their room. When she spots Cloud by the door, looking out the window, she hurries up a little. Hands on her back, she slips back into the room so she can go to him. Her long hair sways with her every move, swinging back and forth when she cants her head to ask: ]
[ He must have really been lost in his own head there, because he didn't even hear her come back in, first spotting her in the reflection of the window. At first, he pauses and doesn't turn around, shaking his head before he answers honestly. ]
Nothing serious. Just remembering Lunatia.
[ Looking back over his shoulder, he steps back towards her, he slips an arm around her waist, taking a moment to admire her and the way her braid gently sways, their eyes meeting once more. He's always been told he had really pretty blue eyes. But looking into Weiss'...it's like the purest, richest ice. And yet there's nothing cold about them either.
Beautiful... ]
Kinda reminds me of Sanguis.
[ He gestures with his free hand to the window and the soft glow of the reddened moon. It must be the Red Springs that causes this effect from here... Because back in Camelot and out in the country, it was often so pure and white. ]
[ So much more than Sanguis. The memories they made in Lunatia are all so precious and kept in her heart, but if Weiss had to choose? She would rather be here than in Prismatica. That world may have brought them together, and even though she was still capable of using her Aura then, the moon here doesn't have any sway over their actions. There's no need to moonlace to survive, a fact that Weiss feels is so important now. Now? Cloud's arm around her feels more real. This warmth is from him. Not from the Chroma they're generating. This is what she's wanted all this time.
But she doesn't tell him that. There's no need. Instead, she responds with: ]
[ He didn't even need to think twice about that agreeance. For all the pros and cons being swayed by the desires of their home gave, being able to feel something more genuine all the time just felt...right. If anything, he misses the power he had back on that planet. Not for the sake of sating his bloodlust during a full crimson moon, but to be able to better fight for the sake of stopping any further conflict. As much as Cloud liked a challenge...there was an end goal to all this too. And right now?
He's standing next to her. ]
Hahah... Ain't no running off to "challenge" myself anymore.
[ Just sparring with equal-grounded fighters with a pool of skills they all learned fresh from! ...if ever asked, he'll never be sorry for challenging Saber when neither could tap into their original potential. ]
She closes her eyes as she leans on him, finding it so relaxing despite the simplicity of what they're doing. What are they doing, anyway? Standing by the door, looking out the window. That's it. Nothing more to it. But... this is nice. As exciting as their afternoon went, this slow and relaxed pace is a good way to end the night.
She's happy. And finds that all this serious talk is getting out of hand. So... ]
Sanguis made you look so cute, though. You had such a fluffy tail.
I— [ —'m cute without it right yeah not even Cloud is gonna say something like that in protest. fdsakjh His face starts turning red, but he makes no attempt to pull away from this comforting moment either. ]
Said the cute Cordis fox.
[ And snowbird. The sheer number of feathers left around their suite in Caihong... 💦 ]
[ She lets out a soft giggle before she turns to look at him. Weiss makes no move to pull away, almost about to kiss him, instead, when she asks— ]
Just cute? [ By no means is this an attempt at seduction. She's just trying to coax as many compliments from him as she possibly can. 😌 ] I'm offended. I thought I was more than that.
[ The reminder of Cordis, however, lights something in her. The more playful side of her that's laid dormant, only coming out when a blue moon is out. Perhaps that was all that needed to be said. Like a magic word, "Cordis" brings out mischief. And if he's looking right at her? He likely won't be able to tell that there's a pillow coming straight at him, being magicked from the bed to hit him in the head. ]
[ He feels put on the spot! But it's mostly an act in the first place, even as he finds the right words. Because yes, he will indeed continue to give her all the compliments in the world. Sometimes he's even aware of them, how 'gross' he gets before Weiss taps out all flustered and huffy from the adoration. He sighs gently for her, prepared to sweeten her up some more until suddenly, ]
You're beau— [ T H W A P. ] —oooah-?
[ Sure enough, looking right at her, he gets pelted by the soft pillow thanks to her Kinetic magic, only fumbling forward a step before he instinctively snatches the pillow manually. He may have the same magic as her, albeit less powerful...but- ]
...
[ He looks down at the pillow in his grip. Then back at her. ... 😏 ]
[ The tension is definitely rising, and Cloud holding the pillow that way is definitely a taunt. Her brows furrow, just imagining him getting competitive all over again. The last time they did something similar was fun, but it ended in a way that Weiss was not quite fond of! If he thinks he can do that again, he's got another thing coming.
And so... it's time to play The Card. ]
It's my birthday today.
[ >:T So she can do whatever she wants! Including thwacking him on the head with a pillow with no repercussions!!!!!! ]
You— You still want to fight?! [ Oh my god, this guy really is an idiot. Why is she in love with him??? 😫 ] I can't believe you...
[ He really deserves to get hit by a bunch of pillows at this point. And so, she steps away from him. He's armed, and she isn't. She's going to need to get some distance from him to be able to summon more pillows at her side. Well, if Cloud really does push it, anyway. For now, she's shooting him a look.
Go ahead, Cloud. Make your move. ]
Fight me seriously. I have better control over magic than you, anyway.
You rather I just roll over? [ ... okay he's having fun with her kink the dog jokes earlier now. He cracks a smirk, intent on keeping just one pillow on his person. ] Ah- You'd prolly like that.
Your magic versus my sword-...pillowmanship.
[ Okay, they're gonna fight, but even he can't help but crack at that, stifling a laugh before he clears his throat.
Ahem. ]
Hm!
[ There's no Aura bolstering the power behind his swings. Or his own Limit Breaks being infused into the pillow as a makeshift weapon. But he swings his pillow in his hand, testing the waters as he attempts to smack her side with a soft thwump. ]
[ Needless to say, Weiss isn't exactly pleased. She'll forgive him easily enough if she manages to down him and smack him on the head or something, but given that she's a huge ball of spite, these sorts of things aren't exactly... normal. Logical? So much so that she's gone in a flash before Cloud's pillow can even hit her, and she's standing on the bed, glowering at him as she chucks not one, but two pillows at him with lighting speed.
From where she is, she can pretty much see the whole room. They don't exactly have a lot of pillows to work with, though. There's four on the bed— one already with Cloud, and two sent flying at Cloud. There's one more left in her hand. Of course, were these two to get creative, they could even use the pillows and cushions from the couch in the foyer-like part of their room.
... or the mattress to their bed? The room is their oyster at this point.
All this wouldn't be happening if Cloud just let Weiss have that hit on his head without wanting to exact revenge. It's her birthday, after all. ]
[ In the blink of an eye. She's gone, just like that, and he's swinging through thin air. It's not quite the same as swinging a sword. Even then, at least back on Prismatica, they had their Aura to buffer strikes when they took their training seriously. He's just in time to deflect one incoming pillow with his own, whilst shielding his face from the second with his forearm. Still stanced up, the acerbic swordsman's gaze narrows on his makeshift 'opponent'.
But in all truths...he doesn't want this to be an all-out fight either. He has to find some way to finish this early while also making sure she doesn't realize he's sandbagging on her. But given how she's standing on the bed...her glower is met by a cocky smirk. ]
Lookin' a little precarious up there.
[ In fact... It's minor, but he taps into his own Kinetic magic to propel himself forward, taking a lunge at her as he reels back with his lonely pillow in an effort to strike at her mid-dive. ]
[ >:(!! It's the best comeback she can do at this time. She's not exactly the queen of witty one-liners, after all. Not that... any of her friends are, in the first place. She doesn't have much good influence when it comes to those sorts of things. Still, what matters more beyond her retort is that she wins this and shows Cloud who's boss.
Wasn't this supposed to be a pillow fight for fun?
(It never was.)
When Weiss sees him coming at her, she places a bit more weight on her heels. Holding the pillow she has with both hands, she aims to hit him with it with a heavy swing from the side. Her kinetic magic is already keeping her in place, and as easy as it would be to have her move so quickly to deal a heavy blow, she... uses up what siphoned magic she has to increase her strength instead. ]
Good. This is what you deserve for carelessly starting a fight.
[ YOU'RE THE ONE WHO STARTED IT, WEISS????? Though to her, this is a job well done. The pillow she used gets dropped to the bed unceremoniously, but rather than joining the loser? She looks around to see if there's anything out of place in the room. They're going to have to fix that later. ]
[ Oh, Weiss isn't done yet. Cloud isn't even saying anything, so that gives her the floor (ha ha...) to continue, right? ]
Not that it was going to be much of a fight in the first place. I was going to hit you with a lamp if you started to— [ Knock knock! The staff member at their door announces room service, which immediately gets the former heiress' attention. ]
The yoghurt's here! [ WHY IS THIS SO FAMILIAR. She doesn't mean to, but she accidentally steps on Cloud's arm if he's still plopped on the bed before hopping off and running to the door to get their dessert.
[ Oh damnit. It's like she has a sixth sense that can detect whether Cloud was actually in danger or hurt or not. Because the second she hops off the bed and he can feel her weight leaving the mattress? He springs right back up. Sure, Weiss put a lot of her siphoned magical strength into that hit but. It's still a pillow. ]
Oh, come on!
[ Cloud's just salty he couldn't enact his trap and pull her down onto the bed with him. He does follow her however, minding to keep out of sight when she answers and gets their froyo dessert since he's still the one without a shirt on. But...there is a strange sense of Déjà vu to all this. Best not think on it too long. The pillow fight is over and Weiss is the victor! Victory for the Birthday Girl! When Weiss turns around, she'll find her boyfriend leaning against the wall waiting for her, head resting against it with a smile.
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As he holds her, memories of the past flit through his head- of the moment when Weiss desperately pulled him in after he unlocked his Aura. Even with his thoughts steeped in desire under the influence of the Sanguis moon, there was something so...warm about her presence, even when she was calling him a dummy and cradling him to her chest before they could moonlace.
Except now, it's given and taken equally. Day by day, he wants to give her just as much love as she's given him. It's not a competition, but one-upping the other wouldn't get old either. ]
Happy birthday, Weiss.
[ He loosens his hold, but doesn't pull away just yet as he looks down to her, ready to go when she was. ]
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[ His birthday, she means! He's made her so happy today, so much that she'd call this the best birthday she's ever had if other people ask. And she'd vowed to herself to make him happy everyday, but because she's always one
for competitionto return the favour, she intends for Cloud to have the best birthday ever this year, too.She's on her toes soon after to place a soft kiss on his cheek. The hand that holds onto his arm when she tiptoes slides down to hold his hand once she's back on the floor. Right. They said they were going to take a dip outside, right? So... ]
Do you want to order anything for tonight? Maybe they have frozen yoghurt.
[ Frozen yoghurt while bathing in the spring? Odd combination. But it's Weiss' birthday and everything she wants is Valid. ]
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[ At first, Cloud had a tendency to try and downplay anything Weiss wanted to do for him. It was unintentional, out of a kneejerk reaction of not wanting to inconvenience someone. He's grown past those former feelings where he didn't think he deserved it. It was his last birthday where it all really sunk in for him. Tifa, Weiss, Marie, Asami, Korra...everyone put in so much work to surprise him without being overbearing either. And seeing the smile on Weiss' face throughout the night? That magical motorcycle ride along the beach before taking her home?
Yeah. He's going to hype her up and encourage her to make his birthday the best that she can. He'll love every moment of it when it comes from her. ]
I'll call room service.
[ But they can't exactly get their (hopeful?) froyo if they're already in the spring out back. So, letting go of her hand, he takes a seat by the nightstand where their phone sits. With 'Room Service' available with just the push of a button, he's polite yet terse. Straight to the chase when he asks if they serve frozen yoghurt. Luckily for them, being the warmer seasons ahead... ]
... .... ....... one sec-
[ Hand over the mic. ]
Vanilla, chocolate, raspberry or blueberry?
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[ Oh, she's going to blow you, alright. WAIT— JAHSJAHDJD
When Cloud heads to where the phone is, Weiss takes her time getting some stuff from her luggage. Now, she only brought these for quiet time in the bath by herself, but... maybe Cloud won't mind. A relaxing night in the bath tub with scented candles is the best, but bringing these citrus candles out? It'll be even more relaxing! The moon from their window looks a bit more red than last night, too, which adds more to the calming ambiance. Elsewhere, the red moon would mean something else! But that's all in the past.
Oh! He's calling out to her. She's about to slip out into the back to put the candles around the spring, but— ]
Blueberry, obviously. [ Duh, Cloud! That's her favourite flavour of yoghurt. ] I'll be back.
[ She shows him the candles in her arms, lifting it a bit. There's not much! Nothing excessive! Three small round jars with orange wax inside! ]
I want to put these outside.
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[ It's muttered with an undertone of affection before he gets right back on the phone and confirms their order. Sure enough? Two blueberry froyos. She may have had some influence on him, but blueberry has become a legit favorite of his when it came to desserts or treats. He nods before looking up to Weiss, almost forgetting that he's on the phone when he sees the citrusy orange candles in her arms, blinking curiously. ]
Oh-! Ah, sure. Go for it.
[ He's not against it! He just wasn't expecting them. Forgetting he's on the line still, he quickly confirms that's what they want before he hangs up. ]
Ten minutes from the kitchen to our room, they said!
[ He'll call to her if she's already going to set the candles out. Seeing her so excited and happy, enjoying her birthday to the fullest like this... These were the moments that he lived for. But while she went out to place the candles? He'll use this opportunity to get changed. Cloud doesn't plan on getting risqué in front of Weiss while changing,
Unless stripping is on her birthday wishlist— HOLD ON UMMbut his shirt drops to the edge of the bed, leaving him exposed as the soft glow of the moon catches his attention out of the corner of his eye.Heading towards it, he places his hand on the glass, the light of the moon a deeper shade of red than last night. It reminds him of what he once was...how he used to act. And...at the end of the day, it wasn't all bad. There's a lot that he could even thank that damned crimson moon for. Still, it's hard to believe that he could get nostalgic over something like that. For all the heavy stakes and fighting they had to do...Prismatica really was a beautiful planet. Strange yet...home. A home away from home.
But he decided long ago that the location didn't matter. Home was wherever his family was, wherever the love of his life was. Any time he's with Weiss Schnee? That's home. His lips curl into a hint of a smile as he 'hmph's up at the moon. ]
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When she's done, she heads back inside, up the path from the spring into their room. When she spots Cloud by the door, looking out the window, she hurries up a little. Hands on her back, she slips back into the room so she can go to him. Her long hair sways with her every move, swinging back and forth when she cants her head to ask: ]
Deep in thought again? What's on your mind?
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???
[ He must have really been lost in his own head there, because he didn't even hear her come back in, first spotting her in the reflection of the window. At first, he pauses and doesn't turn around, shaking his head before he answers honestly. ]
Nothing serious. Just remembering Lunatia.
[ Looking back over his shoulder, he steps back towards her, he slips an arm around her waist, taking a moment to admire her and the way her braid gently sways, their eyes meeting once more. He's always been told he had really pretty blue eyes. But looking into Weiss'...it's like the purest, richest ice. And yet there's nothing cold about them either.
Beautiful... ]
Kinda reminds me of Sanguis.
[ He gestures with his free hand to the window and the soft glow of the reddened moon. It must be the Red Springs that causes this effect from here... Because back in Camelot and out in the country, it was often so pure and white. ]
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[ So much more than Sanguis. The memories they made in Lunatia are all so precious and kept in her heart, but if Weiss had to choose? She would rather be here than in Prismatica. That world may have brought them together, and even though she was still capable of using her Aura then, the moon here doesn't have any sway over their actions. There's no need to moonlace to survive, a fact that Weiss feels is so important now. Now? Cloud's arm around her feels more real. This warmth is from him. Not from the Chroma they're generating. This is what she's wanted all this time.
But she doesn't tell him that. There's no need. Instead, she responds with: ]
You get into less trouble here.
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[ He didn't even need to think twice about that agreeance. For all the pros and cons being swayed by the desires of their home gave, being able to feel something more genuine all the time just felt...right. If anything, he misses the power he had back on that planet. Not for the sake of sating his bloodlust during a full crimson moon, but to be able to better fight for the sake of stopping any further conflict. As much as Cloud liked a challenge...there was an end goal to all this too. And right now?
He's standing next to her. ]
Hahah... Ain't no running off to "challenge" myself anymore.
[ Just sparring with equal-grounded fighters with a pool of skills they all learned fresh from! ...if ever asked, he'll never be sorry for challenging Saber when neither could tap into their original potential. ]
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She closes her eyes as she leans on him, finding it so relaxing despite the simplicity of what they're doing. What are they doing, anyway? Standing by the door, looking out the window. That's it. Nothing more to it. But... this is nice. As exciting as their afternoon went, this slow and relaxed pace is a good way to end the night.
She's happy. And finds that all this serious talk is getting out of hand. So... ]
Sanguis made you look so cute, though. You had such a fluffy tail.
[ And kawaii ears... :3 ]
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[ Hey. Hey. ]
I— [ —'m cute without it right yeah not even Cloud is gonna say something like that in protest. fdsakjh His face starts turning red, but he makes no attempt to pull away from this comforting moment either. ]
Said the cute Cordis fox.
[ And snowbird.
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Just cute? [ By no means is this an attempt at seduction. She's just trying to coax as many compliments from him as she possibly can. 😌 ] I'm offended. I thought I was more than that.
[ The reminder of Cordis, however, lights something in her. The more playful side of her that's laid dormant, only coming out when a blue moon is out. Perhaps that was all that needed to be said. Like a magic word, "Cordis" brings out mischief. And if he's looking right at her? He likely won't be able to tell that there's a pillow coming straight at him, being magicked from the bed to hit him in the head. ]
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[ He feels put on the spot! But it's mostly an act in the first place, even as he finds the right words. Because yes, he will indeed continue to give her all the compliments in the world. Sometimes he's even aware of them, how 'gross' he gets before Weiss taps out all flustered and huffy from the adoration. He sighs gently for her, prepared to sweeten her up some more until suddenly, ]
You're beau— [ T H W A P. ] —oooah-?
[ Sure enough, looking right at her, he gets pelted by the soft pillow thanks to her Kinetic magic, only fumbling forward a step before he instinctively snatches the pillow manually. He may have the same magic as her, albeit less powerful...but- ]
...
[ He looks down at the pillow in his grip. Then back at her. ... 😏 ]
This is familiar.
[ You sure you wanna do this? ]
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[ The tension is definitely rising, and Cloud holding the pillow that way is definitely a taunt. Her brows furrow, just imagining him getting competitive all over again. The last time they did something similar was fun, but it ended in a way that Weiss was not quite fond of! If he thinks he can do that again, he's got another thing coming.
And so... it's time to play The Card. ]
It's my birthday today.
[ >:T So she can do whatever she wants! Including thwacking him on the head with a pillow with no repercussions!!!!!! ]
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[ Ugh. Damn it. Once taking a stance, his tension on his pillow wanes as he sighs and furrows his own brow. ]
Fine. I'll fight you half— [ uh ] butted? Wouldja get mad if I said half-assed?
[ Oh he's just begging to be thwacked. ]
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[ He really deserves to get hit by a bunch of pillows at this point. And so, she steps away from him. He's armed, and she isn't. She's going to need to get some distance from him to be able to summon more pillows at her side. Well, if Cloud really does push it, anyway. For now, she's shooting him a look.
Go ahead, Cloud. Make your move. ]
Fight me seriously. I have better control over magic than you, anyway.
[ >:(!!! NEENER NEENER ]
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her kinkthe dog jokes earlier now. He cracks a smirk, intent on keeping just one pillow on his person. ] Ah- You'd prolly like that.Your magic versus my sword-...pillowmanship.
[ Okay, they're gonna fight, but even he can't help but crack at that, stifling a laugh before he clears his throat.
Ahem. ]
Hm!
[ There's no Aura bolstering the power behind his swings. Or his own Limit Breaks being infused into the pillow as a makeshift weapon. But he swings his pillow in his hand, testing the waters as he attempts to smack her side with a soft thwump. ]
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From where she is, she can pretty much see the whole room. They don't exactly have a lot of pillows to work with, though. There's four on the bed— one already with Cloud, and two sent flying at Cloud. There's one more left in her hand. Of course, were these two to get creative, they could even use the pillows and cushions from the couch in the foyer-like part of their room.
... or the mattress to their bed? The room is their oyster at this point.
All this wouldn't be happening if Cloud just let Weiss have that hit on his head without wanting to exact revenge. It's her birthday, after all. ]
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[ In the blink of an eye. She's gone, just like that, and he's swinging through thin air. It's not quite the same as swinging a sword. Even then, at least back on Prismatica, they had their Aura to buffer strikes when they took their training seriously. He's just in time to deflect one incoming pillow with his own, whilst shielding his face from the second with his forearm. Still stanced up, the acerbic swordsman's gaze narrows on his makeshift 'opponent'.
But in all truths...he doesn't want this to be an all-out fight either. He has to find some way to finish this early while also making sure she doesn't realize he's sandbagging on her. But given how she's standing on the bed...her glower is met by a cocky smirk. ]
Lookin' a little precarious up there.
[ In fact... It's minor, but he taps into his own Kinetic magic to propel himself forward, taking a lunge at her as he reels back with his
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[ >:(!! It's the best comeback she can do at this time. She's not exactly the queen of witty one-liners, after all. Not that... any of her friends are, in the first place. She doesn't have much good influence when it comes to those sorts of things. Still, what matters more beyond her retort is that she wins this and shows Cloud who's boss.
Wasn't this supposed to be a pillow fight for fun?
(It never was.)
When Weiss sees him coming at her, she places a bit more weight on her heels. Holding the pillow she has with both hands, she aims to hit him with it with a heavy swing from the side. Her kinetic magic is already keeping her in place, and as easy as it would be to have her move so quickly to deal a heavy blow, she... uses up what siphoned magic she has to increase her strength instead. ]
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[ Gets clocked by the pillow. Unceremoniously flops face first in front of Weiss on the bed. ]
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Good. This is what you deserve for carelessly starting a fight.
[ YOU'RE THE ONE WHO STARTED IT, WEISS????? Though to her, this is a job well done. The pillow she used gets dropped to the bed unceremoniously, but rather than joining the loser? She looks around to see if there's anything out of place in the room. They're going to have to fix that later. ]
I hope you'll learn from this, Cloud.
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Not that it was going to be much of a fight in the first place. I was going to hit you with a lamp if you started to— [ Knock knock! The staff member at their door announces room service, which immediately gets the former heiress' attention. ]
The yoghurt's here! [ WHY IS THIS SO FAMILIAR. She doesn't mean to, but she accidentally steps on Cloud's arm if he's still plopped on the bed before hopping off and running to the door to get their dessert.
'u' ]
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Ow-
[ Oh damnit. It's like she has a sixth sense that can detect whether Cloud was actually in danger or hurt or not. Because the second she hops off the bed and he can feel her weight leaving the mattress? He springs right back up. Sure, Weiss put a lot of her siphoned magical strength into that hit but. It's still a pillow. ]
Oh, come on!
[ Cloud's just salty he couldn't enact his trap and pull her down onto the bed with him. He does follow her however, minding to keep out of sight when she answers and gets their froyo dessert since he's still the one without a shirt on. But...there is a strange sense of Déjà vu to all this. Best not think on it too long. The pillow fight is over and Weiss is the victor! Victory for the Birthday Girl! When Weiss turns around, she'll find her boyfriend leaning against the wall waiting for her, head resting against it with a smile.
What a day it's been. ]
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fin.