Maybe... But, [ It wasn't a distraction in the conventional sense. But if Ayaka was going to understand? He was going to need to do that thing where you use your words and be honest. ] I kept thinking about being like you.
[ Which...wasn't good either, but his heart wasn't skipping a beat at the sight of her. It was frozen in place when he realized he'd lost in the face of her experience. As Ayaka moves to sit in the shade, Cloud follows her a few steps of the way, opting to stay standing as he focuses intently on her. While he's more relaxed now that they were taking a break, he's taken to being a student seriously as she parts her words of critique on him. ]
Detached...? [ That's when his brow furrows, in a bid to understand. While he breaks his gaze of her, it's only so he can look down to his hand on his sword. As she speaks of the Kamisato Art Tachi Jutsu, his mako-infused eyes roam the length once more as he raises it up in front of him.
"It makes use of the elements, and one cannot control an element if their mind and body are not at ease." ] ...
[ Like with Materia? If he channeled Lightning magic in the same way Elemental Materia supported it in the respective slot? A pause as he deliberates her words, and ultimately...he discards that notion, back to square one as all he has is this trial— ]
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[ He swings his sword, a clean vertical swing down as the word 'trial' sparks another thought. Another memory as familiar words ring through his mind.
"Losing a part of you..." A piece of her soul, detached from her.
He repeats that very same swing.
"Perhaps, if it has lived long enough and has experienced many things, it may have its own soul." ]
Losing a part of you...
[ Suddenly, he holds his head high, maneuvering the odachi-sized bokken as he closes his eyes, this time to cleanly swing horizontally until he's holding it out to his side. It...still feels like he's holding something foreign. But this time? It feels lighter than before. Thinking and saying something didn't mean that he could just do it. But he has to know if he's on the right track. No JRPG vagueness horseshit. ]
Remember the Trials in Kyushu? [ Rhetorical, as he turns to face Ayaka fully with his weapon at rest. ] When we had to call on our Soul Artifacts...
When you said this was detached from me... Do you see your sword as a piece of you?
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[ Which...wasn't good either, but his heart wasn't skipping a beat at the sight of her. It was frozen in place when he realized he'd lost in the face of her experience. As Ayaka moves to sit in the shade, Cloud follows her a few steps of the way, opting to stay standing as he focuses intently on her. While he's more relaxed now that they were taking a break, he's taken to being a student seriously as she parts her words of critique on him. ]
Detached...? [ That's when his brow furrows, in a bid to understand. While he breaks his gaze of her, it's only so he can look down to his hand on his sword. As she speaks of the Kamisato Art Tachi Jutsu, his mako-infused eyes roam the length once more as he raises it up in front of him.
"It makes use of the elements, and one cannot control an element if their mind and body are not at ease." ] ...
[ Like with Materia? If he channeled Lightning magic in the same way Elemental Materia supported it in the respective slot? A pause as he deliberates her words, and ultimately...he discards that notion, back to square one as all he has is this trial— ]
!
[ He swings his sword, a clean vertical swing down as the word 'trial' sparks another thought. Another memory as familiar words ring through his mind.
"Losing a part of you..." A piece of her soul, detached from her.
He repeats that very same swing.
"Perhaps, if it has lived long enough and has experienced many things, it may have its own soul." ]
Losing a part of you...
[ Suddenly, he holds his head high, maneuvering the odachi-sized bokken as he closes his eyes, this time to cleanly swing horizontally until he's holding it out to his side. It...still feels like he's holding something foreign. But this time? It feels lighter than before. Thinking and saying something didn't mean that he could just do it. But he has to know if he's on the right track.
No JRPG vagueness horseshit.]Remember the Trials in Kyushu? [ Rhetorical, as he turns to face Ayaka fully with his weapon at rest. ] When we had to call on our Soul Artifacts...
When you said this was detached from me... Do you see your sword as a piece of you?