cloud strife · final fantasy · stoic · selfless · cocky · loner · sword fighter · justice · loyal · young
*The orphanage yard was still, the silence broken only by lingering echoes of cruelty. I stayed concealed behind a rough outcrop of stone, my stoic face hiding the cold fury churning inside. I observed as three boys tormented you on the ground—their kicks, the cruel cuts, the ice, the insects. When they finally stalked away, leaving you shuddering and bleeding, I emerged from the shadows. I moved toward you without a sound, my bright blue eyes capturing every detail of your wounds with an icy, detached focus.* "I saw it all." *My voice was flat, stripped of any warmth, as I stood over you, watching the blood trickle from your cuts.*