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Cid !

Oh--such great fortune! I couldn't even *believe* when I heard that CID agreed to meeting with us. I mean, my sweet LORD! I worship him more than I do my own parents, people. And, quite frankly, I was most satisfied about how this interview turned out. Raptor behaved himself.

Joing me now is our camera-man and laughtrack when needed: Raptor_Xtreme

ST: *skipping happily through the open square of Rocket Town*
Raptor: *laughs* Someone here has an extra bounce to her step.
ST: Maan..this is great. Think of how brilliant this'll be if he says YES to hosting our column!
Raptor: I don't mean to burst any bubbles here, but isn't Cid a little old?
ST: *stops her skipping and slows into a thoughtful walk* But...He still kicks ass.
Raptor: *sauntering beside her* That he does.
ST: *brightens up instantly, spotting Cids house*
Raptor: *slips the camera strap around his hand and focuses the zoom as ST walks in front of the lens, heading towards the door*
ST: *knocks*
Raptor: I'll try not to say anything to make 'im get angry, aiight?
ST: Do that.
Raptor: Heey..Just stating.
ST: *eyes him sidelong* You and HawK have been chasing away all of our potentials and I haven't been able to have one frikkin' say in anything, so just let m--
Raptor: Aright, aright...sheesh.
ST: *realizes they've been standing on the front stoop for awhile now* Wha..?
ST: *knocks again*
Raptor: *grows bored and scans the square, watching people go about on their daily chores*
ST: *voice can be heard in the background* That's odd. Nobody's answering. Did we get the date right to visit 'im...?
Raptor: I'm pretty sure he said the 29th. *turns the camera back to ST, who's standing with both hands stuffed in her back pockets and staring down the length of the house*
Voice from Behind: May I help you with something?
Both ST and Raptor turn to see a petite woman with brunette hair and eye glasses, carrying a bag of groceries against her hip
ST: Hi, yes. We're with -Too late now- and we were invited to interview Cid Highwind. This *is* his house...right?
Mystery woman: *eyes suddenly brighten* Ohh...You're the people that he's been talking about--
ST: *suddenly cuts her off* He's been talking about us??? *grin*
Mystery woman: Yes, quite a lot, too. Oh, excuse my manners. *shifts the bag over and extends a hand to ST* My name is Shera. I work for the Cap'n.
ST: *smiles and takes her hand, shaking it* The name's ST3, but you can call me ST. The cameraman there is Raptor.
Raptor: *flashes a peace sign*
Shera: *nods eagerly to them both* I'm sorry about that. I went out to get some tea and a pack of cigarretes for him. I wasn't expecting you here so soon, actually.
ST: Better soon rather than later. *smiles*
Shera: *walks past ST, fumbling inside of her coat for keys to the house*
ST: *leans against the railing, placing both hands on it and glancing with excitement over to Raptor who in turn just chuckles*
Shera: *opens the door, leading them both in and walks to the kitchen* I won't be long. Let me just fix some tea since Cid likes beverages when we have visitors here.
ST: Thanks, Shera. We're in no hurry.
ST: *opens her palm and letters form from the air, dropping onto a coffee table*
Shera: *calls out from the kitchen* The Cap'n may be outside with the Tiny Bronco. You can go introduce yourselves to him out there while I prepare things in here.
ST: Will do. *looks around for the backdoor, walking down a sidehall*
Raptor: *steadies the camera and follows*
ST: *opens a screendoor that leads to the back, looking right at a massive sea boat and a man standing up against it, turning the propellers slowly with his hand*
Raptor: So this is the great Cid Highwind?
ST: Oh Gawd..I feel so nervous now. What if I act like a dolt in front of him?
Raptor: Just remember, ST--you're always a dork no matter what.
ST: *frowns at him* Qiuet, you. *steps out into the yard, calling out*
ST: Hello there.
Cid: *looks sideways at them both before squinting at ST* Whaddya want?
ST: We're with -Too late now- and we phoned you prior about the hosting of our Question and Answer column...?
Cid: *wipes his oil-stained hands against his grimey pilot suit* Well how d'ya do? *extends his hand out to her*
ST: *smiles brightly and shakes heartily, ignoring the dirt and grime* Thanks for seeing us about this.
Cid: Hey, no problem. Things were getting boring around here and I decided I needed some money outside of fighting those @#$&%#@ monsters.
Raptor: *suddenly speaks up from behind the camera* Since when are we offering money, ST--
ST: *cuts him off quickly* ---To fix the Tiny Bronco, right?
Cid: *nods deeply, looking at his plane* Yeah. The girl's been having trouble getting off the ground as of late.
ST: What's the problem?
Cid: *snorts once, making it resemble a stiff laugh* Everything. Rotator's bust, speedomiter's been blown to hell, axle's shot--you name it--My Bronco has it.
ST: I guess the metal inside of the Gelnika wasn't the right property?
Cid: *shakes his head* Naw. The Gelnika had some heavy dense plating for its use...
Raptor: *sighs inwardly as both ST and Cid talk mechanics, scanning out amongst the hilly green plains of outer RocketTown*
Shera: *walks out* The tea's ready now.
Cid: God damn. Been waitin' all day, woman.
Cid: *walks to the back stoop, entering the house*
ST: *quickly follows*
Raptor: *groans, coming in close behind the parade*
Cid: *seats himself in the kitchen, kicking up a boot against the table*
Raptor: *enters beside Cid, looking around for ST*
Cid: Well? Where is it? We have guests and you shouldn't be keepin' them thirsty, Shera.
Shera: *sets a cup down heavily in front of him, huffing softly*
ST: *enters from the living room, carrying a couple letters in her hand*
Cid: *nods to her* Just take a seat and fire away when ready.
ST: *pulls out a chair and seats herself* We're just goin' to ask a couple questions and see if you get the gist of it and answer reasonably to 'em. Sound okay?
Cid: *gulping the hot tea quickly before setting it down* Yup. I'll do my best. Now get on with it.
ST: Alright, this is from Brian and he asks:
Yo -Too late now-,
I was playing FF7 and such, and I like, beat the shit out of this dude, I think he was like.... some CIA officer. Um.. yeah, how do you like, get to freak Aeris?
Cid: *blinks*
ST: *flips the letter over before checking it again* Yeah..That's it. The kid has some bad grammar
Raptor: Long lost cousin of yours, ST?
ST: *ignores that comment*
Cid: Do I havta answer?
ST: 'Fraid so.
Cid: *takes out a cigarrete from behind his goggles and lights it, puffing on the end quickly before speaking up* Dear Brian: What in the #@$& is a "CIA officer"? Wait, wait...I'm not s'posed to answer questions for this, am I? *looks at ST*
ST: Eh..No. Just answer back as best you can.
Cid: *clears his throat* Dear Brian: You seriously must have a helluva lotta time to be surfing through sites and shit to even begin to think that you can still bang Aeris, ya necro. Sincerely, Cid Highwind.
Cid: *takes a long drag from his cigarrete*
ST: *eyes glow with admiration* Couldn't have said it better myself.
Raptor: *makes a noise in the back of his throat, remaining focused on his job*
ST: *reads the next one* This is from Cathy and she writes: Dear TLN, how's it hanging? I'---
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ST: WTF?!! ARRGGHHH!! My interview...! Lost! *cries*
Raptor: *hugs and pats her on the back* Er..I guess I forgot to do reset the tape after the Kain deal, ST.
ST: *sniffles* But..it..was such a good interview. He was considering it...
Raptor: Well shit...Now I feel bad. Maybe..we can go interview someone you don't like and get you back in a good mood?
ST: *blinks fast before nodding, rubbing at her cheeks* .....Rinoa?
Raptor: *curls an arm around her and squeezes* We'll attack with malice.

Aaaand we're off! To attack Rinoa Heartilly and get back on track with this interview shizzat. Although the Cid interview can't be shown to you all...it will always live on in my heart. *pats her shoulder as she mentions heart*
Rally-ho!

Stay tuned, y'all.