Yuffie asks but doesnt really want to know. Shelke tells her anyway.
A catalogued description of insecurity to insanity, told around two foils and their fabricated penchant for conversation.
The path that leads to instability is rarely trod upon, and even less returned to. Its more akin to a one way street that ends in a cul-de-sac of madness circling round and round until what you knew and what you know becomes a blur of hazy alcohol fed recollections. The buzz is amped to full volume and the hangover intensified to infinite proportions, comprehendible only to those who have perhaps imbibed lethal doses of liquor, thus rendering the comparison worthless because theyre with Aerith now, and that is all that can be said concerning the matter.
How did it happen? Yuffie asks, sitting across from the girl in question as the morning sun leaks through the curtain and dapples onto the floor in a waltzing display of shadow and light.
Shelke has to think about this one. She can predict much, but this inquiry is uncalled for.
Gradually. And then suddenly. There is a stagnant pause between the two. Is that what you refer to as irony?
Yuffie smiles. Close enough.
Memoires of a Mental Breakdown is an AMAZING fanfiction introduced to me by
. She's been showing me alot of cool stuff! She's my Shelke, and I'm her Yuffie.
Oh, and for you peeps who were confused on what the word meant... xD ges⋅tic⋅u⋅late verb, -lat⋅ed, -lat⋅ing.
verb (used without object)
1. to make or use gestures, esp. in an animated or excited manner with or instead of speech.
verb (used with object)
2. to express by gesturing.
Weiss the Immaculate is super silly and has phallic swords. Like semi-automatic dildos. I think I'm going to put this with mature content or something... Nah. xD
And crappy backgrounds are crappy. Fear them!
Weiss the Immaculate, Shelke the Transparent and Yuffie Kisaragi the White Rose of Wutai are from Final Fantasy 7: Dirge of Cerberus.
As is Vincent, who's gun gesticulates for him.