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The Mercenary was clearly in over his head already, taking a step back once the other had mentioned any sort of depressive tendencies. Cloud didnt think of it like that- was that how he was coming off? No, surely not, Sephiroth is just some asshole trying to get under his skin... And oh boy was it working. That had unsettled him more than any previous comments, visibly trying to gain some distance. Maybe sticking around this guy was a bad idea- he should leave. Right now.

Before he even got the chance to go anywhere, there was that blade piercing into the back of Clouds neck. The pain was sharp and harsh, forcing him to cover the area out of fear he was bleeding. That was a kind warning for that man, and he could do a lot worse if he wanted to. Cloud knew very well now that Sephiroth had no reason to even care, though the thought of that wasn't nearly as comforting as he would have thought. Instead of Sephiroth being trapped with them, he's trapped with Sephiroth which is infinitely worse in every way possible. Even if running was useless anyways, it would have been [i]some[/i] relief for all these emotions bubbling up. Surrounded by strangers and being verbally beat down by the guy whos- trying to get you to kill him..? Cloud had no idea what this guy's goal could actually be, for all he cares Sephiroth could be off his rocker. Though that was ultimately probably not the case, mentally deranged or no, Seph was a threat he didn't want- and couldn't- deal with.

Oh how he wanted to come back with some snappy comment, but now the fact he was being watched by someone else- someone Sephiroth was now threatening- and that was a little too overwhelming for the mercenary. This was a terrible idea anyways, an unconscious death wish. All Cloud could do now was slowly step back from the other with a snarl on his face.

[color=ed1c24]"We should break this little reunion up before anyone else cares to stare for too long."[/color]

Really all he wanted as an escape, and not to be permanently lumped in with this freak. The last thing Cloud wants is everyone else assuming shit about him or Sephiroth. It would be nice to keep everyone alive- for now. Being stuck with him was the last stress he needed, yet here they were. Being barrated in public, Cloud definitely isn't impressing anyone anytime soon. This is hell isn't it?

[color=ed1c24]"I doubt either one of us wants to hang out with the other longer than we must. So let's just call it here and stay on opposite sides of the glass container, we don't need more eyes staring us down."[/color]

Correction: [i]Cloud[/i] didn't need any more eyes on him. This was bad enough, no need to make things worse. Sephiroth probably couldn't give two shits, but if Cloud was lucky he would get to go. Even if it was for a little bit, space meant nothing but it was better than just standing there.

But- that was much too late. Now someone had actually approached them. Who was this guy? Did he know him? Maybe Cloud had hit his head a little hard... was that a hug? Did this man seriously just hug him and call him his boy? That alone made Cloud step back over to Sephiroth, more confident in being near the other even if it was a death wish just being near him.

[color=ed1c24]"Hey, hands to yourself. I'm not anyone's boy- I don't know who you are, but you should know better than to just touch either of us."[/color]

Sephiroth would definitely not have his back, or at least that's what Cloud assumed. Didn't matter, he rather have his ass kicked then hugged by some stranger.

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