One [Mouth full of sand is not a way to wake up. The itching and burning from the scratches filled with saltwater can be ignored. What was more important was focusing on the smell that usually meant war. Gunpowder.
And here was Cloud looking irritated. Where was his sword and materia? How is he supposed to fight if there's a fight. At least he thinks he's alone for the moment.]
Two [The pamphlets are... something. Enough to make Cloud reconsider eating the food offered when he reads about human flesh alternatives. After a second of consideration, he simply shrugs, and starts eating whatever is handed to him as he keeps going through the pamphlet.]
I'm not a cannibal... [That he's aware of...]
Four (Wendigo) [The changes were annoying. The teeth were too. The claws that ruined his only pair of gloves stuck out through the leather like white little sharp pins.
The antlers at least weren't too long at the moment. It only got bad when they snagged the occasional branch, though taking off his shirt was impossible without the whole thing being torn apart. The changes that pissed him off like no other was the tail and the constant hunger.
Everyone that passes by will get eyed as a potential meal as Cloud tries to figure out just what to do with all... this. Those human flesh alternatives were sounding good right about now.]
Cloud Strife | Final Fantasy VII
[Mouth full of sand is not a way to wake up. The itching and burning from the scratches filled with saltwater can be ignored. What was more important was focusing on the smell that usually meant war. Gunpowder.
And here was Cloud looking irritated. Where was his sword and materia? How is he supposed to fight if there's a fight. At least he thinks he's alone for the moment.]
Two
[The pamphlets are... something. Enough to make Cloud reconsider eating the food offered when he reads about human flesh alternatives. After a second of consideration, he simply shrugs, and starts eating whatever is handed to him as he keeps going through the pamphlet.]
I'm not a cannibal... [That he's aware of...]
Four (Wendigo)
[The changes were annoying. The teeth were too. The claws that ruined his only pair of gloves stuck out through the leather like white little sharp pins.
The antlers at least weren't too long at the moment. It only got bad when they snagged the occasional branch, though taking off his shirt was impossible without the whole thing being torn apart. The changes that pissed him off like no other was the tail and the constant hunger.
Everyone that passes by will get eyed as a potential meal as Cloud tries to figure out just what to do with all... this. Those human flesh alternatives were sounding good right about now.]