But Cloud, who clapped his hands, did not let him think.Turning in his direction, Jean saw a grin on his face and it seemed to him that a fire lit up in his eyes.-Pretty good for a first fight. Boy, I'm impressed.From these words, Jean just froze. After all, he did not expect this from him.-That is? Like this? What do you mean master? Jean asked in an uncomprehending tone. - I after all... lost.Reaching out to Jean, Cloud helped him up. And when Jean got up, he continued the lesson. With a more relaxed expression on his face, from which Jean managed to relax, at least a little.- You have all the makings of a good soldier. Yes, and there are reactions with instincts. Although not fully developed, but there is already something. Just to be honest, the one who taught you such a stance and such an attack at school, he needs to take his head off. But it's okay, we'll fix it.-Truth? Ehhh. Jean sighed wearily. Whether from fatigue, or from joy. It was hard to make out.-True true. Oka
-Here's a set of clothes, go change. And what's more, you don't wear those fag clothes. You're not eight years old, you're a big fucking man.-But what?- Eh... I'll give you one piece of advice. If you want girls to like you, then stop wearing baby clothes. Be open and wear the clothes that emphasize your appearance and style. Your way of life and thinking. It's rare when girls like men walking around in children's clothes.Having finished his parting words, Cloud went back to cooking.Well, I just stood there, dumbfounded by his words, and silently went upstairs. Holding the received clothes in your hands and looking directly at it.And even without noticing it, Jean began to blush before his eyes and for a moment it might seem that a column of steam was coming out of his head and ears.So that's why my sister and her wife laughed! What a shame… what if… if I dressed like that at the academy?! Would that be the end?!And with such thoughts, I went towards the bathroom. Where, as Clo
But still, I'm still alive. And that's a plus. Awww...I got up from the couch and walked towards the mirror. And going up to him, I saw what was quite expected in this situation.On my torso, I was wearing a torn black sweatshirt, and under it were fixed slings and bandages. Wounded by a blade and apparently torn even further when Cloud was bandaging me. Apparently, he gave me first aid.After I finished my inspection, I sat on the couch and tried to take off the remains of my sweatshirt, but I couldn't. She was restrained by bandages from bandages and many of them burned. And yes, it was hard to take it off.- Hey… to hell. – I said, after which I grabbed one side of the torn sweatshirt and began to pull. Tearing it apart at the same time.And when I managed to take it off, I put the remains of my favorite sweatshirt on the table. With a half-torn rabbit muzzle. which was immediately separated from my sweatshirt. And right now, I was looking at the tattered and slightly burnt muzzle
I don't know why, but every time I pour my aura into my eyes or nose. I increase my perception. Becoming, as Cloud likes to say, "One with nature" or "Feeling my instincts".And when I did this near the mirror, I understood what he meant.I've noticed this before, but when Cloud and I fill their eyes with aura or all over their body, they change the pupil. And by itself, the eye becomes like a cat's.Only Cloud's is silver-black. And I have blue-black, with a black vertical pupil.At first I was scared, but then I managed to get used to it.And each time, I learned more and more about myself and Cloud.I learned what his similarities are, how to use my abilities correctly. But Cloud spoke very little about his past.Yes, he mentioned the army and how he was a soldier. But about operations and his old comrades, he does not like to talk. The only one I could find out about was Jessie and Zach. And then, he told about them the main thing. And he never raised the subject again. And if I m
There are (7 days) left until the start of the main story. Cloud's house.At lunchtime, Jean and I sat and discussed how we would go to the city. Help with the organization of the holiday and carnival. And there were no signs of trouble. Until the room was teleported by Jessie's bullet. With a joyful exclamation, telling about the reason for the visit. And for this reason, I was puzzled.- Um... Jessie, please repeat again. What other concert? I asked, puzzled, standing in the doorway Jessie.- Ehh... Cloud. I will repeat again. You and Jean were invited to the last concert of Weiss Schnee. Winter herself and Willow bought three tickets for us. And in VIP places! So, shall we go?-Of course! Really Master?! Jean shouted in excitement. He immediately looked at me questioningly.Damn, I certainly understand everything. But why is he happy about it? In this world, there are Skillet, Metallica, Bon Jovi and other cool bands, but the performances of Weiss... I certainly don't mind them, bu
- But... then who are you? I asked the yellow haired guy.-I AM? I... well... I'm his student. And here's the master, he's standing over there. Jean said, pointing with his free hand to the side.Looking where he pointed. I was able to see that same Cloud. And I was extremely surprised.He was fit, athletic, dressed in all black. My mother didn't lie, he really has a handsome face and silver eyes. But only, they did not say that he looks so beautiful. And his hair was unnaturally spiky. As if smoothed with gel. But I did not feel and did not see a reflection on them. They were natural to him.Noticing how I was looking at him, he came closer and extended his right hand forward.- Cloud Stryfer. Nice to meet you. - Said quietly and even a little detached Cloud.And what is this reaction? Of course, I heard from Winter that he did not pay attention to the fact that she was from the "Schnee" family, but I did not think that this was true. Does he really care that much?But as a matter of
- Shall we go to the training room? I'd like to see your fighting style. Weiss asked me. Her voice was full of hope and impatience.-Of course. I promised you, after all.My words once again had an effect. And Weiss was delighted.-Excellent. Let's go.- Miss Weiss.-Yes?-Let's drop the formalities". I can see that it's hard for you to treat me like that. Well, at least while we are talking alone. -I said. Since, I myself see and hear her tone. Although she grew up in the "Schnee" family, it's really hard for her to communicate like that.- Oh ... and you, it won't hurt?-Well no. Me too, it will be easier from this.From my words, Weiss' expression became calm and relaxed. Apparently, she really does not like this style of conversation.-Thank you.Nodding in response, we calmly walked towards the exit of the library.Leaving the library, we walked in a calm atmosphere for a short time.-WHAT IS THIS FUCK DOING HERE!?!! yelled a young male voice.Looking in the direction of the scre
If you look at it like that, then the jacket is very ordinary against the background of the neighborhood, but it is made soundly. The white-dim color did not spoil the picture and its overflow into a slightly dull bluish color gave a rather positive effect. Although it looks like an ordinary jacket, I chose it for the reasons that it retains the warmth of the wearer and allows you to hide it from the gaze. Still, her evening attire for such places would be out of place. And even a little stupid.When Weiss put on a jacket, I nodded approvingly and went on.Weiss herself did not lag behind and followed me. Along the way, looking at the jacket.-Thank you. I will return it later.- Eh... not at all. Jacket, you can not return. Consider it a gift.Damn, I'm trying to be calm. WELL! Why is she acting like this, calm and noble!?- Listen, can I ask you a personal question?And now, then what? Diarrhea or scrofula?!Ehhh...Weiss nodded approvingly. She exhaled and looked seriously at me.-