practicality

This house has far, far too many stairs.

[locked to the firearms class // light security]
My apologies for not informing you ahead of time of the change in instructors - however, I trust you will all treat Elena with the same respect you would show me. It'll be a few more weeks before I'm back - though I may stop in next week to check up on things.
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Oh, and for those who expressed interest in hand-to-hand training - I'm afraid that's on hold for probably the next month and a half at least.

So sometime in my 'let's play good idea, bad idea' zone of three am this morning, I decided that Braska's teeny apartment in Desai needed a floor plan so I could figure out where everything went, and because I am an overachiever sometimes, I decided to build it in SketchUp and make it fully 3D. So...I did. And I love it. I started working on the huge house the Turks live in, but it is three stories and five bedrooms and has a fireplace and bay windows and fancy stuff, so it'll probably be a little longer to build. Anyway! Endearingly ugly little apartment behind the cut.

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Fuck, I really hate this place sometimes. Particularly all the timeskips and alternate realities that keeep popping up.

[Private || high security]
Fucking hell. Ten years...I thought I had finally succeeded, destroyed that old life. I suppose...we trained them too well. And to send Reno - for all his attitude, he's good, and cities are his element. They're serious.
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[Locked to Sheska, Eva, and Germany || high security]
Some old friends I'd rather not deal with have showed up. I think I may skip town for a few days until things cool down. If anyone new comes asking around about me - I don't exist, alright?

This...is a strangely lucid dream. It must be our proximity to Zanarkand - to be near one machina city and dream of another. Unfortunately the lucidity detracts from my enjoyment - I know exactly what I must do in the coming days.

...Just as well that I cannot hide in dreams, I suppose

I hate it when I come across amazing WIP fics that haven't been updated for a year and a half :< I also hate it when I decide to wear my white pants out one day and of course they end up with some weird huge stain on one leg. Yes, they're my Rufus pants. Yes, I will actually cry if I can't get it out.

On the plus side - I have tea, techno, Alton Brown, and a successfully finished Population Genetics assignment, so it's not all bad.

EDIT: Ahaha wonders of using white cotton twill for this suit = the magic stain removing power of chloride bleach! The worst of the mess (looked like pen ink of some sort - very dark blue) is gone, and I'm going to let the last little dark bits soak overnight.

Because I really need to start keeping track of them for the lulz posterity, and each dinner meeting of the cosplay group seems to generate new ones. Tonight's Bad Reno Idea: Reno + stripper cake + 'Happy Birthday Mr. President'. Bonus lulz for President Shinra Senior.

Previous Bad Reno Ideas:
-Fan dance!
-Slap Reno, 5 gil
-Reno + Napoleon Dynamite + 'Vote for Rufus' in body paint

I finished it! I will probably post this on other comms later but I kind of just want it out somewhere.

Title: Learning to Fall
Fandom: FF7/Before Crisis - Rufus and Tseng gen fic
Warnings: Implied child abuse, a complete lack of anything even resembling sex
Notes: Squenix owns 'em, mad props to the editor boyfriend for helping me whip this into shape. Set in the gap between missions 17 and 18, where Rufus is essentially a prisoner of the Turks.
Summary: Redeeming Rufus.

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So getting drunk on Bailey's last night and then staying up 'til three am reading FF7 fanfic was apparently not a great idea, because I feel crappy today. Not even really hungover-crappy, just...out of it and in a funk. Thus why I am sitting here morosely sipping at my tea and playing Flash minigames on MSN Gaming Zone.

I dunno, I just have this looming sense that I've horribly overcommitted myself again. Four classes this term, which are all interesting but fairly intense (one of them is actually a graduate-level class hahaha), Tuesday night gaming - I'm starting a campaign of my own up again, a comission for Mara-cookie I'm kind of tearing my hair out over, waiting to hear back from another job...I'd like to take a martial arts class but am terrified of looking like a total tool (and weeabo, out here - they don't joke about 'UBC' standing for 'University of a Billion Chinese' for nothing), and it would cut 'nights I can raid' down from like...two or three to none. I enjoy WoW, but...I think even with getting home before 7:30pm every night I still totally don't have the time for it.

QQ, fml, etc. I did get a little more writing down before the ennui and angst kicked in, so fic just needs some bits and pieces to connect the middle to the ending properly and some heavy editing. It is the longest piece of fiction I think I've written ever.

First, a neat little Shinra-centric AMV - I'm not actually a huge AMV fan, as I think many of you know already (attention span of a goldfish, here), but this one is well-put-together.

Second, a combination of introspection and food for though for some of the Rufus-writers on my flist. I've been reading through the BC scripts a little more thoroughly than I did when I apped Tseng for City of Mako many years ago, now (I also think that at the time, like...only the first five or six were translated), and I've come to the realization that BC!Rufus is a huge dick to the Turks. First he gets Veld reassigned, then he orders Avalanche to kill the Turks when they're standing right in front of him, and then basically throws Veld under the bus to save his own ass. Now, as I am a huge Rufus/Turks shipper in general, I realized I need to find a compelling reason for the Turks to stay loyal to him. Because honestly? Given the way Tseng is characterized in BC and CC, I can't see why he'd stick around after Weapon to take care of Rufus's sorry ass.The two possibilities Jon and I came up with is either Rufus doing something totally altruistic in secret and the Turks finding out about it, or putting himself on the line to save one of them. Any other brilliant ideas?

Also, two fun Turks facts for writers - they apparently have company housing within the main Shinra tower, and there is a hidden room inside the Turks offices where Rufus is held temporarily following his secret arrest. Yeah, that second one sounded like a set-up for porn to me, too.