Day 51: Arts & Crafts (4th shift)

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There were very few activity shifts, Cloud was sure, that could possibly make him feel more like he was being treated like a child. He took a seat at one of the tables and blankly examined the materials set out before him. A pair of the dullest scissors he'd ever seen were labeled 'ages 3 and up'. It was good to know where the patients stood in this.

He wasn't much of an artist, and he ignored most of the paints and other drawing utensils in favor of a few sheets of colored paper and instructions on how to make origami. That sounded vaguely familiar. Didn't Yuffie have throwing weapons made out of paper at some point? It was something to do anyway, and thus Cloud began the process of crafting what ended up being very elaborate paper wads.

Sadly, his attempts to keep from dwelling on the subject of his missing friend failed when he realized this was something Aerith probably would have enjoyed greatly. Tonight, he and Yuffie would go out and try to accomplish... something. It was depressing to think there really might not be anything they could do, that they might all end up the same as the flower girl eventually.

[for a hopefully more optimistic materia thief]

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It was only after Agatha had put hands to her face in exasperation that the Scarecrow considered he might be overthinking his fears (though her now-ruined reading material might say otherwise). She sounded fairly reasonable for someone who had been so frightening before, and unlike the Mangled Witch, she was wearing the same smiling uniform he was. Maybe she wasn't a bad witch after all, or maybe she had been like Mele, tricked into attacking her fellow patients. That certainly would make some sense.

The Scarecrow gave Agatha a nod, still keeping low in his seat in the event she changed her mind and he needed to duck under the table for safety. "I s-saw you, just barely from down the hallway as you were talking to my roommate," he said nervously, hoping she wouldn't incinerate him for even bringing up the subject. "I thought you had to b-be awful dangerous with whatever magic it was you were using, since he turned and left without a fight. He's not the sort to back down from just anything, believe me."