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| Current location: | Dorm Room |
| Current mood: |  awake |
| Current music: | U2 - New Year's Day |
| Entry tags: | cloud, ff7, mayor lockeheart, penna-verse, tifa |
The Pennatas People - FF7 AU Verse
Title of Verse: The Pennatas People
Title of Chapter: Chapter Three: Father Always Wants "Best" for His Daughter
Author: Aki Arashi
Pairings: Cloud's Mother Cirra (from Cirrus) and Cloud's Father (a minor god of the Nibel Tribe), friendship between Cloud and Tifa
Spoilers: FF7
Notes: So frickin' AU there is little resemblance between early history in game and in story. Later will have more resemblance, but will still be pretty out there. This is partly because of the new genetic variations in the human race that this story has. The story came out of one picture of someone having wing tattoos and a whole verse was built up around that and the FF7 characters. Also seems to read better in present tense, tried pass tense but it was being difficult.
Warnings: Really strange ideas went into making this verse. I know that some of the events are not canon, but the characters insisted that this is what I was going to be writing. Also, is a shorter chapter than usual. This one is from Mr. Lockeheart's POV, and he's... really not the nicest man at this moment... I wasn't even going to describe this, but while I was stuck on Ch. 2 he spoke up.
Mayor Lockeheart sneers as he watches his unharmed daughter and that Strife boy slowly walk towards his house from one of the more hidden windows. How dare that wretched, low class boy associate with his only daughter. Especially when he had picked out such a good husband for his wayward child.
It was horrible that his wife had died of that illness, but this would give him and the man he'd chosen for his daughter a chance to correct the errors she had made in raising the girl. First thing first, punish that boy for associating with his darling Tifa, then get started with the process of evicting that family from his nearly pristine village. While he was at it he'd better get his wife's parents and that fighting instructor to leave as well.
Maybe entice the elder couple that they should be living somewhere... warmer than this region, especially given that their joints were slowing down... And once he managed to marry Tifa off to that elder gentleman, he could convince Zangan to take his teachings elsewhere.
Mr. Lockeheart raises his eyebrow as his daughter and her 'friend' walk into the house. “I thought that I had grounded you in your room young lady. Imagine my surprise when I went to make sure you had fallen asleep three nights ago and found your bed empty and looking as if it had not been touched. Along with the garments I had laid out for you.”
The girl has the audacity to roll her eyes at him. “Like I would wear a heavy dress like that when jeans and t-shirts are more practical. Mom never grounded me, and yet as soon as she dies you decide to do so and forbid me from seeing my grandparents, my best friend and my teacher.”
The man sneers, “None of which are befitting of a girl of your station. Go say goodbye to your grandparents, your suitor will be here shortly and I will be coming along to ensure your cooperation. Strife, wait here, I have things I wish to discuss with you.” His daughter had given him a vicious glare and had stalked out, the boy getting ready to follow when the Mayor stopped him.
Cloud gulped as he stopped and turned back to face the man that was the most adamant about belittling him. “Yes, sir.”