After the week that she'd had, Yuffie really didn't think anybody would be able to fault her for wanting to act out a little. So what if this would take 'little' and blow it to smithereens? Screw inhibitions! She'd been quiet for too long, serious for too long - and the bulletin didn't count! It was time, at long last, for the Great Ninja to take a stand. On a table. Okay, it wasn't the most dramatic of vantage points, but she could deal! Abandoning her tray of food, Yuffie somersaulted onto the tabletop and stood tall - dramatic, confident, and proud; now take a deep breath, ready those dramatic gestures. Three, two, one…! Go!
“FELLOW VICTIMS OF TYRANNY AND SUBJUGATION!” She announced loudly, setting her stance. “EVEN IN THE FACE OF TORMENT AND DESPAIR, CAST OFF THE SHADOWS OF DOUBT AND WORRY! THE DAYS OF EVIL-DOING AND NEFARIOUS SCHEMINGS ARE NUMBERED - KNOW THAT AS LONG AS YOU STILL LIVE, AS LONG AS YOU STILL LAUGH, THERE WILL ALWAYS BE HOPE.”
She paused for effect. It all came so naturally, from the intonation to the body-language, the poses and the gestures. Yuffie was good at delivering speeches. Just like she was good at turning any everyday conversation into an improvised skit; a graceful dance routine and boy, this was liberating. Doing her best to attract attention - and hold it - was an art form that Yuffie knew well; she'd spent so long believing that she and her own goals were the center of the universe. The well-timed pause ended, and Yuffie plunged onwards:
“WE CAN MAKE THAT NUMBER ZERO, IF YOU CAN ONLY FIND THE PASSION IN YOUR HEARTS AND THE COURAGE TO TURN HOPE INTO TRIUMPH! HOW CAN WE DO THIS, YOU ASK? WELL, THERE ARE INNUMERABLE WAYS! ALLOW YOUR IMAGINATION TO RUN RAMPANT! FROM SPAMMING THE BULLETIN WITH PICTURES OF FLUFFY KITTENS AND HILARIOUSLY LAME POETRY TO INSTIGATING WORD GAMES OF QUESTIONABLE PROPRIETY! FROM PERSONAL OUTFIT MODIFICATIONS SUCH AS FLOURESCENT PAINT AND SPARKLES TO GREAT FEATS OF GROUP-WIDE COSTUME ENGINEERING! CROSSDRESSING! INSTIGATE IMPROMPTU GYMNASTIC COMPETITIONS! YOU COULD EVEN --” Out of the corner of her eye, she spied movement. Oh, there were the nurses - and the orderlies - swooping towards her. Figured. But they were coming in pretty fast there. So fast that she couldn't just go back to completely blowing them off. “Hey, back off, I'm still talking here! Hey-!”
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“FELLOW VICTIMS OF TYRANNY AND SUBJUGATION!” She announced loudly, setting her stance. “EVEN IN THE FACE OF TORMENT AND DESPAIR, CAST OFF THE SHADOWS OF DOUBT AND WORRY! THE DAYS OF EVIL-DOING AND NEFARIOUS SCHEMINGS ARE NUMBERED - KNOW THAT AS LONG AS YOU STILL LIVE, AS LONG AS YOU STILL LAUGH, THERE WILL ALWAYS BE HOPE.”
She paused for effect. It all came so naturally, from the intonation to the body-language, the poses and the gestures. Yuffie was good at delivering speeches. Just like she was good at turning any everyday conversation into an improvised skit; a graceful dance routine and boy, this was liberating. Doing her best to attract attention - and hold it - was an art form that Yuffie knew well; she'd spent so long believing that she and her own goals were the center of the universe. The well-timed pause ended, and Yuffie plunged onwards:
“WE CAN MAKE THAT NUMBER ZERO, IF YOU CAN ONLY FIND THE PASSION IN YOUR HEARTS AND THE COURAGE TO TURN HOPE INTO TRIUMPH! HOW CAN WE DO THIS, YOU ASK? WELL, THERE ARE INNUMERABLE WAYS! ALLOW YOUR IMAGINATION TO RUN RAMPANT! FROM SPAMMING THE BULLETIN WITH PICTURES OF FLUFFY KITTENS AND HILARIOUSLY LAME POETRY TO INSTIGATING WORD GAMES OF QUESTIONABLE PROPRIETY! FROM PERSONAL OUTFIT MODIFICATIONS SUCH AS FLOURESCENT PAINT AND SPARKLES TO GREAT FEATS OF GROUP-WIDE COSTUME ENGINEERING! CROSSDRESSING! INSTIGATE IMPROMPTU GYMNASTIC COMPETITIONS! YOU COULD EVEN --” Out of the corner of her eye, she spied movement. Oh, there were the nurses - and the orderlies - swooping towards her. Figured. But they were coming in pretty fast there. So fast that she couldn't just go back to completely blowing them off. “Hey, back off, I'm still talking here! Hey-!”