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Summer Solstice

Summer Solstice Fair

The sun is shining, the Mognet is working again, and the summer solstice fair is here! The WRO hopes to makes this an annual thing, but this is the first year they're doing it. Everything you could ever want from a fair is here and open to the public.

*Fair Rides: Ferris wheels, a mini rollercoaster, that thing that looks like an octopus and spins around--the WRO spared no expense to make sure everyone would have fun here today. There's even a gravity ride that takes you up to the top of a pole and then drops you!

*Food: So much food. So much unhealthy food. Funnel cakes, hot dogs, burgers, ice cream, you name it. And it's all fairly cheap too, since the WRO promised to pay for half of what the merchants sell!

*Carnival Games: And most of them aren't even rigged! The Gold Saucer donated games for the fair and there are so many games. There's your standard shooting games, some basketball games, a dunk tank, hoop tosses, you name it. A few are rigged, though, so buy beware! There's also a few card tables set up in a tent for those who like their games a little less wild.

*Speed Dating: ...yeah, the WRO has no idea. This came with the Gold Saucer stuff, along with a Cait Sith and Moogle mascot pair that will coax anyone they can into sitting down and participating.

*Job Fair: With the influx of new arrivals, both native and Streamers, some employers see a golden opportunity to get some jobs filled! In one corner of the fair is another, mini-fair fill with tables and presentations on various workplaces: the WRO, ShinRa Tech, the volunteer emergency services of Edge, and the Highwind Air Taxi Service, just to name a few. Anyone of working age is welcome to wander in and have a look around.

Of course, the fair is taking up the entire center of Edge, so there's lots more to see and do!

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[ She frowns a little at his quickness to shoot down the idea of meeting AVALANCHE; that's a bit of a shame. Considering his appearance though, it might be genuinely uncomfortable for him. She won't push him on it. ]

Um. Well. [ She casts her eyes toward the heavens and then sighs quietly. She probably should just say it. ] Being dead is murder on your social life, you know?

I'm one of the people who was returned to life in Mideel. Which is pretty nice, I'd say. Being able to walk around again is good.

Aerith gasps, pointing a finger at Zack. "Mutual friend!"

Don't mind her, she's just excited to make the connection from Riku's vague allusion earlier.

"Hehe, I actually met him earlier. He must have gotten pushed into speed dating by one of the mascots, poor guy. He got so flustered when I suggested he was trying to find a girlfriend."

She obviously hadn't felt sorry enough for Riku to not tease him. Teasing is just her default in getting to know people.

Isa nodded. That about summed up his thoughts on the whole furniture business and was why they were doing it as they were.

"You don't want to work for Tifa? I'm sure she'd hire you if you wanted to work there."

"I..." Blinking, Cloud shook his head, though mostly because he was suddenly stunned because he had, honestly, not thought about that possibility at all. "I guess I could, but... I think I'd like to try something else first."

He wasn't sure why, honestly, because he certainly didn't mind spending time around her or his older self, but... she was Tifa, and (apparently, now,) actually a friend and years older than he'd seen her last. And he hadn't actually ever thought of working in a bar. Too many people around.

"... usually a lot of people there," he said finally, shrugging and crumbling the pieces of funnel cake that were left on the plate with a finger, "and... I still need to get used to her being older."

That wasn't exactly it, but it worked well enough.

[Rude takes her paw in hand and gives it a light shake. He wants to shake her paw, not all of her. Her paw is so tiny compared to his big hands.]

Judy Hopps. I'll remember that.

[He smiles.]

I'm Rude.

[But she might have gathered that from his business card he handed her.]

"What makes you so sure?" Reno's brow furrowed as he waited for an answer. The question wasn't skeptical or sarcastic -- Reno genuinely wanted to know. If Rude had a good hunch, maybe things would be okay. If nothing else, it gave Reno some personal comfort.

Reno stared at Laguna for a good long moment. "That is... oddly specific," he finally said.

He knew he gave off hired thug vibes, but secretly evil organization gunning for world domination? Scarily on the nose. He shook his head.

"No -- despite what you might hear, we're not a secretly evil organization tryna' take over the world." Reno sat back and crossed his arms. Even during a nice festival like this, there were bound to be protesters and soap-box preachers. "I just know a good asset when I see one."

Realizing the potential pun a second later, he smirked. "And you've got a pretty nice asset."

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"Mmmno," Zack answered with a shrug. "Not yet. I figure I'll run into him sooner or later."

It was almost guaranteed. If they were anything alike then they had a similar, if not nearly identical, circle of friends. They probably even visited the same placed. Knowing that, then it would be inevitable.

"He has a cane, so I was told."

It was true. That shove wouldn't have budged him at all. However, he knew how to play along. Zack grinned and moved just a little at the shove.

"Yeah," he agreed. "I almost had forgotten what it was like."

To exist in some physical form, that was. Laughing, joking. Touching. Interacting. Yes, the Lifestream wasn't the worst place to end up, but it certainly lacked some of these things.

Huh? Leave him alone? Cloud wasn't serious. No, wait. He was serious. In fact, that plucky little guy was walking away right at that moment. Zack huffed, chasing after his friend.

"Hey! That's uncalled for!"

That was about the gist of it, wasn't it? Friendly, but not actually friends. Like Reno, Zack didn't really have any problems with any of the Turks. Some of them seemed all right. It wasn't his place to judge on some of the sketchy things. After all, Zack worked for ShinRa too.

"World's always been kinda crazy, you know," he grinned. "But don't worry. You won't have to deal with two grumpy Chocobos. Just one, as usual."

"It's more like a staff, but..." Nodding in confirmation, Cloud frowned at the thought. He knew why (more or less) Zack needed it, but that didn't make anything better. But nothing to do about it. Pushing that thought away, Cloud snorted.

"Maybe you'll do it accidentally," he said, shaking his head. He'd have liked to be more prepared and know what he was walking into when he'd come upon what he knew now was Seventh Heaven, but if he had he'd not have gone in at all, so maybe it was just as well he hadn't. "That's how I met... um, the Cloud who belongs here."

He still couldn't figure out a graceful way of talking about his older self with other people...

"Cane would be more dignified," he commented. "Less... Hermit-like."

Zack figured there was a reason for it, honestly. Being riddled with bullets it was probably a long, difficult recovery. Zack wasn't sure if it was a preferable existence over his own, but he wasn't going to spend all day contemplating that either. Death wasn't the worst thing that could happen to some one.

"You met Cloud? How did that go?"

Muffling a snort and feeling a little guilty for having sort-of laughed at that, Cloud shook his head.

"Could be used as a weapon, too." He thought that was why he'd chosen a staff instead of a cane, and that made sense, didn't it? Tilting his head back to stare up at the sky, Cloud bit his lip as he thought about it. How had it gone?

"... good? After..." he paused, shrugging, gaze dropping to the ground again before he looked at Zack, "after we got past talking about Nibelheim and... that." Cloud frowned, thoughts inevitably drawn to that topic again, but he shook his head, trying to chase it off.

"I might get a bike," he added, a small, mostly unconscious smile accompanying the comment.

Hired thugs were whatever. SeeD were basically high paid hired thugs, and many people treated Laguna and his team like they were hired thugs. He couldn't really blame Reno for the look. It worked for him.

"I haven't heard anything so--" He interrupted himself with a laugh, hand rubbing a bit at his thigh. "Well, then I guess we have a date."

He turns his phone to offer it to Reno. "Your number, please? We can set a time and a location."

Reno reached for it and punched in his number, then poked Alternate Contact. "Here -- here's my personal email, too." He handed it back with a grin.

lightswitch69. Because that wasn't suggestive at all.

"In case you have any questions. I mean, no sense getting stuck in administrative red tape if we're gonna go on a date, right?" He winked. Even if Laguna didn't end up working for Shinra (though Reno would try his damnedest), he was still considering this a personal win.

Reno nodded, looking down at the papers again as he thought. "Shame... woulda' been convenient. But when would crazy Planet bullshit ever be convenient?"

He sighed and rubbed his nose. "Okay, look. You might not be a good tech nerd, but I'd say yer far from useless here. I've known some pretty badass swordsmen. Without your swords on you, I can't see ya in action..." He gestured at Laslow's body.

"But -- I wanna get yer information, set up an in-house interview. I'm sure we can find a loaner by then t' see what you can do. In the meantime..." He shrugged, not knowing what else to do. "I guess... you can show me a dance?"

At least someone was willing to help. Laslow smiled and started to thank the man before he asked for a dance.

Laslow blushed. "I, ah, not right now. I did only recently arrive in this city and I am very tired." And shy.

It seemed to serve Reno well. Either people feared him, or underestimated him in their expectation of his incompetence. Both worked in his favor.

And he'd done just fine until... well. It wasn't entirely Cloud's fault. But it didn't help. Still, now that the world was not in immediate crisis again, Reno could give Cloud the respect the younger man deserved. Neither of them were in a good position back then; Cloud and his friends had still managed to save the world. Reno, and everyone at Shinra, knew it.

He rubbed the back of his neck as he looked Vincent over. "Just between us," he began with a look that made it clear it wasn't a request. "As you might've already guessed, not all these Streamers are from Gaia -- not even, like, way in the past or way in the future. They can't be."

Was that a blush?

"So, you really only wanted a brochure and move on? That's all? I mean, I guess I could schedule a time and place... " Reno looked Laslow over with an amused smirk. "Or is it that you've never been asked to dance for another man before?"

This was getting more an more interesting. Reno wasn't sure what to expect when Laslow said he danced, but it sure as hell was looking like this Streamer was some kind of exotic burlesque beauty.

"I--if you must know, I haven't, but with my dancing that also doesn't matter." Gods, it was like that retainer of Leo's all over again. Laslow huffed. "But yes, I was just trying to find information about jobs here."

Reno chuckled. Yup, this was the same cadet alright. Gods, why did he have to look cute when he pouted like that? Reno shook his head. Kid was fifteen -- stop it.

"Who else said so?" he asked with a curious smile.

"Hope. There has to be a reason these people are being sent here. There's no reason to send him back." Not that he has any clue what reason people are being released from the Lifestream could be. But surely there has to be one.

Sixteen and a few months, Reno, sixteen (as if a year was much difference)!

"Zack," Cloud said, rolling his eyes, and then paused, frowning. That wasn't as clear a statement as it maybe should have been, if this Planet didn't have the problem with the Streamers - and even if it didn't, the Zack that belonged here was still supposed to be dead...

"... the one that belongs here, I mean," then he sighed, and he was pretty sure the Zack he knew would think exactly the same thing anyway, so maybe it didn't matter in specifying.

"No, certainly no sense in that." He smirks, looking at the email and feeling even more amused by it. He closes the phone and tucks it away.

"Then I suppose We'll be in touch.... and.. also who does the Skytaxis, are they hiring here..?"

He really liked the idea, because his dream had always been to be a traveling journalist anyway. Why not while taking people to their destinations?

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