Journey to Agrabah
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cyo_strifehartThis is based off the Desert drabble from my Journeys fic. I've always wanted to see them in other worlds. :D
Sora jogs away to talk to a merchant, leaving Cloud and Leon alone in Agrabah’s busy marketplace. Neither is sure why they've been chosen to come along on this trip, nor are they particularly comfortable with the native garb—billowy white pants belted low around their waists and...well, not much else—but it's not in their nature to complain.
Cloud glances at the broad, curved scimitar at his hip, then at the matching one at Leon's side, feeling even more naked without the Buster. He shifts his weight, testing the feel of the unfamiliar weapon, then catches an amused glint in Leon’s eyes.
"Can't handle it, Strife?"
"Well, it is smaller... Quicker strikes, I would imagine," Cloud murmurs, his low voice just loud enough for Leon to hear. "Nice, subtle curve to it..." He smirks, just a little. "I think I’ll manage."
Leon's lips twitch into what might be considered a grin, but before he can reply, their wry exchange is interrupted by Sora's abrupt and excited return. The boy skids to a halt in front of them, eyes bright as the sun.
"Hey, guys! I've gotta go to the palace. This guy says Aladdin knows something, so I'm gonna check with him, 'kay? Back in a couple hours! Bye!"
And then he was gone again, leaving two stunned warriors blinking at the vacant space that had momentarily housed a Sora-shaped apparition.
Leon lifts a brow and looks over at Cloud. "So, what now?"
1) Wait around in the marketplace
2) Seek shelter from the heat in an abandoned building
3) Chase after the kid who just pilfered Leon's munny pouch
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Sora jogs away to talk to a merchant, leaving Cloud and Leon alone in Agrabah’s busy marketplace. Neither is sure why they've been chosen to come along on this trip, nor are they particularly comfortable with the native garb—billowy white pants belted low around their waists and...well, not much else—but it's not in their nature to complain.
Cloud glances at the broad, curved scimitar at his hip, then at the matching one at Leon's side, feeling even more naked without the Buster. He shifts his weight, testing the feel of the unfamiliar weapon, then catches an amused glint in Leon’s eyes.
"Can't handle it, Strife?"
"Well, it is smaller... Quicker strikes, I would imagine," Cloud murmurs, his low voice just loud enough for Leon to hear. "Nice, subtle curve to it..." He smirks, just a little. "I think I’ll manage."
Leon's lips twitch into what might be considered a grin, but before he can reply, their wry exchange is interrupted by Sora's abrupt and excited return. The boy skids to a halt in front of them, eyes bright as the sun.
"Hey, guys! I've gotta go to the palace. This guy says Aladdin knows something, so I'm gonna check with him, 'kay? Back in a couple hours! Bye!"
And then he was gone again, leaving two stunned warriors blinking at the vacant space that had momentarily housed a Sora-shaped apparition.
Leon lifts a brow and looks over at Cloud. "So, what now?"
1) Wait around in the marketplace
2) Seek shelter from the heat in an abandoned building
3) Chase after the kid who just pilfered Leon's munny pouch
(back a page) / (back to the start)
