The Adventures of RGRC [RGRC members]

[High's .Valentine.]

Merlin’s house was quiet except for the occasional sputter of boiling tea or shuffling teapots. The magician sat amid his piles of books, mumbling to himself as he stroked his long white beard in thought. On his lap, an ancient book laid open to a particular spell the sorcerer had been studying. With another mutter, Merlin lifted his crooked wand. Before him laid various objects, about to undergo the magician’s experimentation. Everything would have gone as it should have if only a certain someone had not decided to slammed open the door right at that moment…

“Merlin, ya old crone! Where the hell did ye—“

Merlin sputtered the incantation in surprise, falling from his make shift chair of books. A bedazzling light shot out of his wand and struck the intruder right in the chest. The blond pilot fell back, out cold from the backlash of the spell.

Several seconds later, the crooked blue hat of the wizard poked out of the pile of books, and soon after, Merlin detached himself from the mess of paper and leather.

“Oh dear…” the wizard muttered as he stared at his handiwork. On the ground, a groan signaled that the victim was still alive. To the victim’s right, another groan. Merlin wasn’t sure whether to be pleased that his spell had worked, or to dread what was going to come next…

Nevertheless, he left the house, hoping to look for some kind of help. Before he left, he told Cid Highwind to stay put, though he could be assured that the man was not going anywhere. Though Merlin wasn’t sure which Cid he should be telling that to. There were two of them.

[Squall Leonhart]

[ Epic Win ]

After Merlin left in one direction form his home Leon came to it from another, carrying another load of books from the castle's library that the old wizard had wanted brought down for safekeeping from looters. Sadly the place was prime target for would be "world adventurers" these days.

"You here, Merlin?" the swordsman asked as he came in the door backwards. "I've got the-"

If it had been any other man then the books probably would have made a loud noise as they all hit the floor of the house. Since it was Leon the bound sets of papers were spared the trauma and placed on a nearby desk after their carrier walked over to it. He then turned towards the sight, expression completely unreadable.

"What happened?" he ventured. He figured if one of them was conscious then he'd get an answer, be it helpful or not.

[High's .Valentine.]

[Two Cids make me happy. :3]

By then, the unfortunate pilot had begun to come back to conscious, just in time for his burnet friend to step in.

“What happened?” Cid repeated, sitting up with a growl. “I’ll tell ya what happened. That empty headed hag shot me with one of his—“

“F**king hocus pocus…” Cid trailed off, glancing to his left. The other Cid glanced to his right. The two gave each other a confused glower. “Who the hell…” Began the one on the left. “…are you?” Finished the one on the right.

“Leon?” Both of them turned and stared at Leon, a look of confusion on their faces.

[Squall Leonhart]

"Don't look at me," Leon quickly defied their stares with, raising both hands in front of himself with open palms. "Sounds to me like you barged in on Merlin while he was experimenting again."

'This better not be permanent,' the scarred man thought. Another working body would be nice sure... but another Cid? They'd all grown to love one. Two might be asking a bit much.

[High's .Valentine.]

There might not be one single person in the whole Radiant Garden who is OK with two Cid’s. Some might even find it upsetting to deal with one. But now…

“F**k,” the two pilot muttered, staring at each other as if they were looking at a two headed cow. It was a comical sight, for the two seemed to be working on the same brainwave… The two Cids raised their hand and jabbed each other on the chest.

”What the hell? Stop copyin’ me.” Cid and Cid growled at each other…Might as well call them Cid #1 and Cid #2. A smothering glare was exchanged. It seems even Cid wouldn’t do so well with himself. Standing up, Cid 1 jumped as Cid 2 stood up at the same time.

“I need a cup of tea…” the two muttered, pushing past Leon and headed towards Merlin’s table.

“Where the hell is Merlin?” Cid 2 turned to Leon, suddenly realizing that he was in this situation because of the white haired magician.

[Iris|Kairi]

"Hey, Leon, need any--..whoa."

Tifa had followed Leon into the building shortly after seeing him lug in a stack of books. The brunet wanted to help unload more books that Merlin might want, but all of those thoughts were quickly derailed, leaving her mouth slightly agape and her eyes wide. She stopped short. Her sharp eyes quickly darted between the mirror imaged pilot.

"Oh...dear. Where is Merlin?" she asked. Did the wizard run off without fixing this..? She didn't know if she could keep up with TWO Cids demanding tea...

And with THAT thought she unfortunately giggled, covering her mouth with her mouth. Oops.

[Squall Leonhart]

"I'm guessing he didn't have the means to fix it right away and went to prepare it elsewhere."

Understandable. After all, he wouldn't get any work done on it with a cantankerous pilot complaining at him about the situation in potty-mouth stereo.

"For all our sakes, we'll call you Cid for now," Leon said, pointing at the one on the left. "And we'll call you Highwind."

[High's .Valentine.]

Hearing the giggle, both Cids turned and glared at Tifa. Under the dual scowl of Cid Highwind and Cid Highwind, everything withers. Then the glare was zapped towards Leon’s direction as he decided to name one Highwind and the other Cid. Why the hell would he do that? Both of them were Cid Highwind. And it was clear to Cid that the other was a clone. The same thought could be applied to Highwind too. Leon shouldn’t be naming them. The scarred warrior’s calm demeanor only fueled the two pilot’s frustration.

Cid grabbed his tea cup while Highwind reached for it. The tension thickened in the room as both Cids tried to wrestle for their tea cup. “Go away ye phony,” Cid shoved Highwind, who barked back something ridiculous and scarring. The insults quickly turned to shoving. Soon, one couldn’t tell Cid from Highwind.

“The hell do ye want, ye fake? I’m tryin’ to drink my goddam tea!” One of the Cids poked the other in the chest as hard as he could managed, which is pretty hard, as Highwind soon found out.

“Yer the fake over here!” Highwind responded, smacking his finger aside. Both of them and roared at the two onlookers, asking them for their opinion in a very Cid Highwind manner. “LEON, TIFA!"

[I'm not very good at this Speed RP thing...XD]

[Iris|Kairi]

Tifa flinched away under the glare, but in the next instant she was dodging the glares and taking the innocent cup from the fighting pair. "Maybe..you are BOTH real?" she suggested, retreating a good few feet away, cup safe in her hands. No doubt a war would break out if it was broken...

"What if you are both you...just halved?" she mused, tapping her lower lip with a naked finger.

[Squall Leonhart]

"They're pretty even so far," Leon said with a tiny smile. Cid was actually getting some of his own medicine for once. That was worth one of those rare moments of genuine amusement for him.

'I might not blame Merlin for skipping out, but I wish he'd left us something to work with here.'

"Let's check Merlin's work area. Maybe it will give us an idea of exactly what type of spell he was making."

[High's .Valentine.]

“Halves?” Cid and Highwind turned and snarled at Tifa. Halves, really, now that’s just a silly idea. Then Cid would only have half a brain while Highwind had the other half. The two would…well, that wouldn’t be pretty. The two grumbled, stared at the teacup in Tifa’s hand, and then at the teapot with the steaming tea. Merlin’s enchanted pot shuffled away from the dangerous blue eyes. Tea would have to wait until later. Following after Leon—the two moved in the exact same overbearing stride—Cid and Highwind crouched near the pile of books.

“Dun remember much…but the old geezer had a book in his lap,” Cid muttered, shifting through the piles of dusty books. Sneezing, Highwind picked up one of the books that laid opened on the ground. “Looks like this one.”

“How would ye know?” Cid retorted.

“Cause I was there,” Highwind sneered back. Sparks flied between the two. Not the kind of romance of course.

[Iris|Kairi]

Tifa felt like hiding behind Leon as she was snarled at, but she opted to heed Leon's words and look through the books. The..mess Merlin had made and often kept. Ever a bookworm. The Cids followed though... One was scary enough to the relatively newcomer. She hadn't grown used to him yet like the others had long ago.

And let it be known, it was not that she feared physical harm. This was TIFA, after all.

"Look in the table of contents for..cloning..or splitting..or...doubling.." she struggled to get it worded in a way that would yield perhaps the spell being used. She lifted a book and started to do the same, though the dust that flew from the pages as she turned made her sneeze as well. "Someone needs to dust these every once in a while.."

[Squall Leonhart]

The book was no longer in the Cid's hand though as it had somehow transferred into Leon's.

Oh wait. He took it. That's how it was transferred.

"We don't you guys ripping the book in half," Squall said matter-of-factly as he opened up the pages. A table of contents? Tifa's words almost made him smile again. Leon had never thought of spell books having something like that.

[kisaragi]

"Hulloooooo~ Where are you guys, are you han-- whoah, Cid?!"

Yuffie, master of most excellent entrees and quite possibly one of the most lovable or obnoxious members of the committee, was quite baffled to find that there wasn't just one grumpy old Cid.

There were two.

"There's two of you!" she declared surprisdly. "When'd that happen?"

[High's .Valentine.]

[Sorry for the wait. No, you didn’t kill the thread, Trap. At least…not yet. >.>]

Both Cids looked up reproachfully at their young warrior friend. Standing up, both Highwinds eyed the pot of tea again. Sadly, there’s no cup for it was in Tifa’s hands.

Then they were joined by another member of the RGRC. Both Cids groaned. The thought didn’t occur to them both that two Cids are stronger than one Yuffie…just by a bit.

“I’m going to make that magician’s life hell when he gets back…” Cid muttered. Highwind stood next Leon, trying to help him find the spell by being pushy of course. There was no table of contents. Nothing was ever going to be that easy.