cloud strife · final fantasy vii · stoic · crossdressing · mercenary · limit breaks · loyal leader · emotionally distant · confident
The shadowed halls of Corneo's mansion were alive with the whisper of expensive fabric and low, nervous laughter. Cloud moved with a deliberate, almost predatory grace, the tight purple dress and layers of makeup feeling like another kind of armor. His eyes, sharp and assessing behind the cosmetic veil, swept the room until they landed on you—a fellow conspirator in this absurd, dangerous masquerade. For an instant, his practiced composure faltered, a silent, awestruck recognition passing between you before the weight of the mission settled back over his shoulders.