Musings of a Savage Nymph

I need to learn how to stop drinking coffee, so late. Maybe even just...forever. But the taste is amazing. I love coffee. It's rich and bold, sweet and bitter, dark and light--heaven and hell in a porcelain cup. Ah, how I love coffee more than some things. Not as much as chocolate but more than my vegetables. I am, without a doubt, addicted to the flavor. Caffeine? Eh, could do without. Don't even care for it. But Coffee itself, the flavor of the beans, makes my nose perk up, my mouth water and my eyes close in bliss. Such a tenderly sweet but torturous this, coffee is. Oh, you devil beverage you!

My sister decided she needed to get out of the house and so took me to get some coffee. This late at night? I asked for decaf but alas...I can still feel the caffeine. Decaf or not...I'm a little jittery and without anything to do. I haven't had the late night cravings for pie as much, or cake, or sweets. Just coffee. Oh, heavenly coffee. I want it all the time now. I want it so much, I whine about it all day long. Peppermint Mochas and Chai Lattes and wishing my friend Craig worked at Starbucks again...for the sheer fact of free coffees when I should so please to drink their yummy goodness. And what a terrible vice they are, these coffees. Damn them and their greatness!

And musing on this, I find myself away still, though I'm tired and sick and have errands to run tomorrow morning, early at that. I'm here, dealing with writer's block and misery upon which I have placed no name...and yet coffee is the only thing that makes me happy these days. I have received some interesting news, disappointing news, and even...some rather random news. And yet, my mind continuously returns to coffee. Perhaps this is because it is the only think I am sure about. Perhaps it is the only good thing, I find, these days. Perhaps it is the only thing I know how to deal with these days. Perhaps, Perhaps, Quicas...so many things are Perhaps. How strange, how silly, it is to be stuck on a thing such as coffee. The name, the product, the bean, etc. But I do seem to be just that--stuck. Like I am stuck on this coffee, this concept of such a wondrously bad drink, that I am, too, stuck on a many different things. Life, friends, interests, family, holidays...all which seem to suggest that I am in a thinking period of life, again. My friends...how I miss them, and yet how we've become so disconnected, so withdrawn, so...distant. My family and how we've become so secretive, so rash, so careless. I myself have become a great deal of these characteristics and so have sought to make them right.

I have failed, I believe. I enjoy the lies, the betrayal, the wrongs, the sordid nature of all these ideas. And any ideal situation makes life so utterly boring. The daily grind becomes so trivial. Sick and twisted, yes, I agree. But normalcy? What does that word even mean? I am beginning to wonder, more and more, what words mean. They seem to have nothing unless attached to some other thing, concept, sentence, person, etc. How useless these mere word, this ink on a page, appears when it is left by itself. Random musings, I suppose. Then again...I'm not really sure where I was going with this. I can't seem to recall. But I do know that coffee is an amazing thing. At least it comforts me in ways...not so many things or people can.

I've decided that, with renewed vigor and inspiration from a friend (KEARI-CHAN!), I'm going to pursue Drea. I won't give our friendship up without a fight. I've had too many friend abandon me or stop talking to me and I've let it go. But not this time.

Keari-chan...I wanted to thank you so much. I enjoyed talking with you. I hope we get to see each other, soon. It's always a pleasure. It always has been. I am glad that we have been able to find each other again. Love you! ^.^

My head is spinning so much...I don't know what to do anymore. I'm lost. I'm up and down all the time these days. I don't want to wake up. I only want to sleep. I don't want to go anywhere. I want to hide under the covers all day and not come out. I'm happy for an instance...then I'm down for days. I'm a mess. I don't know what direction my life is going in right now; in fact, it's not going anywhere. I can't seem to make myself happy...why? I keep asking myself why this is happening. No job. Living with my parents. It could be worse, I know. I could be homeless, I could be without food. And I do have those things. And I've done my best to appreciate all these things and make them the positives of my day to day life, which they really are. I guess I'm surviving. Not living, not thriving. I can't imagine what it's like, sometimes, to actually live. I'm sure I was doing that in college. But when I came home things just changed. I know change is normal, that it's expected. But this change wasn't a good one. Was it to teach me life's hardships? I know there are worse things, worse hardships. Maybe I'm just not cut out life, or not this life. And the saddest part is...my life is so easy.

I have an easy life. it's ridiculously easy.

So why does it feel like the walls are closing in on me? Why do I continuously want to cry, and cry, and cry all the time? Hormones out of sync? Maybe, if I was actually taking Birth Control but I haven't in months. So what's the deal? Why am I always feeling so weak, so tired, so lost? Depression? Probably. But all I want to do is cry. I want things; I don't get them. I should be eternally grateful I have my family and a place to live and food to eat. I'm lucky. Millions of people don't have half of what I do. So....maybe I just need to end this. One less ungrateful, unhappy person in the world. One less mouth to feed, one less person to waste time and oxygen. One less waste of human flesh and a soul. Yes, I feel that way. What keeps me here? The pain. I don't want to cause anyone pain the way I have in the past or the way I do to myself. I want to disappear, to be invisible. I've been successful so far. I'm in over my head, a lot of the time. I want my problems to go away but I know I have to fix them--no one is going to do it for me. No one is going to help, not even God. Is it because I stopped believing in him? Maybe. But sometimes...I want to understand why things have happened the way they have. Why? Why, why, why? I should be happy.

I think, in the end, I just don't know how to be. Or worse, yet, I really don't want to be.

And I'm selfish. I've been called that before. I never thought I was selfish. I've always been a giver. I give so much...and it's never enough. I do things to make myself happy but am reminded on how much of a burden it will become or how much work it is; therefore the joy is taken out of it. I love my cat. I love her to death. I do my best to take care of her. And people just keep reminding me of how expensive she is and how much work is involved to care for her. I know these things. I didn't adopt her out of blind companionship or blind love. No, I've taken care of animals before, more than 1 at a time. I'm no idiot. I know what it takes. Money-wise, time-wise, all of it. I don't credit for that. No one thinks I can do it. And the one time I decide to be selfish for myself, I get shit. When I decide I want to be selfish, for whatever stupid reasons they may be, I'm a bitch, a jerk, an asshole. My best friend thinks I'm a selfish asshole. My other friend has no time for me. My new friends think I'm great and make time for me--because they don't really KNOW me. I'm an open book; I wear my heart on my sleeve. And yet, what they know is what I show them, things that I've accepted and can live with people knowing, etc.

But the things you don't know, I can't show. Secrets? Sure, if that's what you want to call it. I suppose....it's the shield, the fortress, the last line of defense for me, for us. For everyone who holds back. Someone, one day, not now, not tomorrow, maybe not years from now, will be able to break those walls down, will take down the last line of defense. Life and love without progress is a lost cause; it's just lost, like me, like a lot of us. I wish I could help; I wish I could be saved--in some manner, in some form. But that's not reality, and reality bites.

If we keep holding out...holding on...we'll be alright.

Won't we?

Lately...I noticed that I've been more on edge than usual. That's not to say that I credit this occurrence to any one particular thing. But I have been crying a lot more these days. Why? Oh, there's a compilation of reasons why and I am less than eloquent these days, which makes it difficult to put anything into words. However, the mockery that my vocabulary and education have become makes for entertaining posts, I imagine. I tried to create a list of "top reasons" I'm upset but I think I failed. I will put it up anyhow, see how it goes.



Top Reasons I'm miserable or unhappy:

1) I'm an idiot: When I say this, it refers to specific things. Other instances include being out of it and almost crashing, using money on stupid shit, ignoring important matters with life, etc.

2) I'm just jobless: Of course, so is half of America. But it doesn't matter. Being laid-off/jobless sucks. And having no small amount of people reminding you, calling lazy, telling you that getting a job is easy makes things that much worse for you every day. Like I said, being jobless sucks more than just not having money.

3) I'm a nomad: In other words, I house hop between 3 homes. I lose shit (including my freakin mind) from my keys, to my clothes and shoes, to my blankets, to my writing, to my essentials, to my head and sanity. Complain? No, I suppose I shouldn't. At least I have somewhere to live. But I dare you to try it and see how horrible it makes one feel, inside.

4) I'm without healthcare: Yeah, and so is the MAJORITY of America. Yay for us! I don't need to elaborate, do I?

5) I'm a complainer/depressed/kinda friendless: Like I said before, SO IS HALF OR MORE OF AMERICA. But still...it doesn't help one get through the day. Nowadays...I don't even know what is getting me through the day. Sure, Miss Kitty helps but she doesn't even like me so it's pretty useless. Cats are fickle but damn. Think I need to look into dogs.




Those seem to be the main reasons. When my best friend decided she didn't want to be just that anymore...I kind of...lost it again. I've never had good luck with friends. I'm the bad one, I know....but it still hurts to know that people could just...abandon you like that. But like I said, I was a terrible friend. I deserve what I got. When will I work up the courage to say these things to her? I won't, I know. But I miss her so much. I love her so much. No, not as in more than friends. But she was the one friend that I felt I could be myself with all the time. I didn't need to act or pretend. But I don't exist in her world anymore. I can't go to her for anything anymore. She won't listen. She's the sister I lost now. And my other friends all have their own lives....I'm the only one who doesn't have one. They all work and have something going on. Where did I go wrong? Why is this happening to me? I've been....so good to people...I've helped them, been loyal, bent over backwards to help them! I've been a damn good friend! I HATE THIS. For everything I've done...I get shit back. My ow family doesn't even want to be around me. It's turning into another black hole again. I'm falling into it and I don't know that I care to get out. I want to leave, really, this place. I want to leave it all behind. I'm tired. I'm a quitter, a coward, whatever the fuck you want to call it. I don't care anymore.

I think I want to go hang myself now. Until next time.

Tonight's the party. But yesterday was hard enough. I drank too much and acted like a complete idiot, as usual. Nothing else really new there. Bah. I'll write more later tonight when i act like more of an idiot. Peace.

HOOOOEEEE! IT"S OVER....WAAAAHHHH!

Lameness. The Expo is over now...but Yani, "My Cheese", and I had a grand time. I saw Kei-chan and a lot of cool costumes, even tho I also saw a lot of bunk ones. But hey, everyone was having a good time so it was great! We didn't have any actual costumes other than a thrown together Shadow Brother, Heartless from KH I, and a Harleyquinn one. But we threw some interesting stuff together and it came out great. Photos are on facebook, if we're connected! If not, we'll try to put some up.

I can't wait til next year tho. Yani and I are making a list and picking 4 characters from it to play next year. I hope it's at the LA Convention center next year too, cause it was mighty convenient. But honestly...there was a decent turnout this year. We had soooooo much fun and loved it tho! I'm sad it's over even though it wore both me and my sister out like no tmw. We bought dsome great pics, got some great commissions and great pics of other people! Thanks to everyone for making it so memorable!

And it really inspired me to write more Marluxia x Larxene fics, and for my lil sister to do some more artwork for KH II. I'm a little annoyed about Kingdom Hearts 385/2 coming out on DS but we have one at least. And this birth by sleep...lordie, I wish I Square Enix knew what was going on with KH III, so then I'd know, so then we'd ALL know, right? Oh well...I guess, in the meantime, I'll write more Marluxia x Larxene, amongst other pairings, fanfics. And help draw more fanart for Behind the Smoke Screen. Gotta work on CHapter 13, too.

On a sidenote, heading up North tmw to go to Tahoe for a few days. Only thing I don't like is the 7 AM flight time but it's necessary. *sigh* I'm so tired tho...squee....time for sleep. Later for now.

What do you do when you try to stay positive and keep living, but there are so manyt hings hindering you?

Is war gonna break out?

Are there going to be riots agian, like before?

How is my family going to do?

Is living outside someone's means a reason why we suffer so much? ---> Yes, that's obvious.

We all love having a great, semi-luxurious "comfortable" life in these modern time; but is it really all it's cracked up to be? Do we grown up when that happens? I know some people who have worked seemingly excessively hard to be where they're at today. But honestly, what about the rest of us? I haven't lived a hard life or a difficult existance so far. However, I know that I'm not as well off as other; but more well off that most. I don't live in poverty not to mention that I have a lot of advantages and have been offered many throughout my growing up. My mom worked hard for this to happen.

But now I am 23, unemployed, depressed and have no motivation for anything, let alone life itself. I continually remind myself it could be worse. I could be 65 with no health insurance, tons of health problems and no family. Or I could be a cancer patient that the insurance companies want to just bump off because I'm "too expensive." But I'm not. I live with my aunt, her husband and 3 beautiful kids for FREE. I do my share of the work that i can, i.e., watch her kids anytime she asks, clean, cook, run errands, help her with everything else. In exchange, I'm grumpy and annoyed, tired, worn out, stressed and now, don't want to even think about having my own kids. I love 400 miles away from my boyfriend, I've lost my best friend, and my life, is generally, like many others, full of shitty bills that are mostly, my fault. I won up to a lot of my losses.

But when is enough, enough?

There are so many things going on with her other people...and I sit here and think of pros and cons to everything. Like why America has these stupid shows about celebrities or DWTS....wtf? People are starving! Save America before you save other countries (not that I mind saving other countries, especially when we put them in their current state). But seriously, stop spending money on NASA when you could be taking MILLIONS ON BILLIONS ON TRILLIONS of dollars to help your tax payers who, basically, give that money right back through taxes and consumer spending. Stop spending it on making other countries bend to our will. But that's not an option. I'm greedy, You're greedy, we're all a bunch of fuckin greedy people. Once we admit it, we might get somewhere.

In the meantime, people are going to suffer because when we can't stop thinking of me, me, me...we don't have time to think about a collective whole.

Anyway, I digress. I have a typing test to go to, and a kid to babysit after, then costume arrangements for AX. My life is ok for now. How are all of yours?

Anime Expo, here i come, dressed as some crazy ass anime-doll looking thing!

See you soon Kei-chan!

What do you do when you've become so bad of a friend that it seems like it's not worth it anymore? Is it, is it not? I don't know anymore. What the hell do I do? My best friend....doesn't love me anymore. And I feel so lost without her....I don't know what to do. I feel so lost, so lonely.

And she doesn't know ANY of this because I've been selfish. I wish I could stop being so angry that she lied to me for 2 years. Other days...I wish we'd never met. Other days I want to forget her and never return to that spot where we met at that party. I love her and Miss her....but I doubt that she cares too much anymore.

People are naturally selfish, and I guess, I've been one of the most selfish. I've always known that I would choose family over anything/anyone else. And I have. And I don't feel like I will ever change that about myself. Therefore, I will consistently suffer loss and angst because my family takes up so much time, and my own happiness comes after theirs. I don't think I need friends anymore...they're pointless. It's painful to say...but they're not worth the time I've put into them. I put so much time in....devoted myself to them...and I get thrown back that I'm never there....Was I really not there? Was I really THAT selfish?

Sometimes...I completely believe it. And I think I will grovel for the rest of my life and do whatever it takes to get that friend back.

Other times...I feel self-righteous like, "No way. I was so there!"

And even then other times...I feel like dying, like if I never existed....this pain wouldn't be so great. If I never knew this person, we'd both be so better off, it would be grand.

But how do you tell that to someone you love? How, if you fucked up consistently for 2 yrs., do you tell the person you hurt to forgive you?

I've ruined my slate and I don't think I'll ever get it back. I just want to forget that I have done this. I want to forget that I met her. It's dramatic, but I've lost so many friends in the past, the common factor being me...so if I got rid of me...would everything then go right?

I said it. I don't think I want this anymore. And I'm sick of trying to pretend like I'm strong, like I'm not crumbling to pieces, like I'm not jaded and scarred around the edges. I'm so tired of having to pretend on so many levels because people are just straight out selfish pricks. I'm going to be a super selfish prick now. And walk away from these people, this person, because the truth is, I don't think that this will work. There are better friends out there for her and I know, now, that I wasn't that one. So much for the phrase "best friends" because really, who believes in that stuff anyway?

I'm stuck on the ending for BTSS: Chapter 12...and I wish I could just finish it...LAME. It's so annoying, having everything else finished except for THAT. And I've been working on it for months but I feel like it isn't coming out right and I don't wanna post crap for my fans, or for myself. I've worked hard on this story, harder than any of my others...ARGH!

Any ideas anyone?

I'm working on Chapter 9 of BTSS, It's coming along. Not much else to say tho except that there is a chunk of the connector to I-24 from I-80 missing and it fucks with my commute to school. At least there's 4 days left of school... Wee. That means swimming, bowling, vacationing and no more waking up at the ass crack of dawn to get to friggin school. Oh LA how I love thee.

SO recently, someone mentioned to me that Larxene's parts of the story are somewhat short--yes, this is totally true. As I went back and re-read, I noticed it as well, and i would like to apologize for that. Especially since Larxene is the MAIN character of the story, well...along with Marlu, of course. However, I would like to point out that I am correcting the problem. I would also like to apologize for such a long wait. There was a lot happening for me school-wise, family-wise, job-wise. SO I've been kinda swamped and my creativity was kinda crushed, which sucked ass, too put it lightly. Well, hopefully you will enjoy the next installment, which focuses mainly on Larxy and Marlu. Thanks for all the feedback and criticism; it is very appreciated. ^^

~SK

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In October I committed genocide... Sorry about that, musicalmayhem_x (-5000 points). In June I gave shine_upon a kidney (1000 points). In May I put gum in twilightgale's hair (-12 points). In July I helped waterplay hide a body (-173 points). In August I pulled over and changed fallen_intoruin's flat tire (15 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-4170 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal! Sincerely, sadistic_kunais

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On a different note, I am working on BTSS. But it's coming along slowly. There's been a lot going on...bah...werd. Love you all though. Thanks for continuing to reading.

Omigod...at a standstill again. Any ideas? Yes, the chapters are coming along but it's a VERY slow process since it's getting more technical and all that shit. Gotta be careful with the terminology and things like that or else the fic will just end up sounding terrible and I don't want that! >.< So...hopefully it will be coming out soon...can't say when though or else I'd be lying. GAH. Stay with me readers, please? Haha...well, I'm out until the next installment.

Ah...Behind the Smoke Screen is coming along ok. The process of case managing and the DA process is interesting as I learn about it so that I can make the story as accurate as possible. I have good sources of information (my co-workers) and they are really helpful. It's going pretty well and I'm working on timelines and fixing plotholes/loopholes in teh story. Hopefully by the next few chapters, Marluxia and Larxene's pasts will be revealed. I'm still adding people into the story though, so don't be surprised if there aren't many background-info-type chapters at the moment. I'm trying to calrify things before I drop another bomb on my readers! Well, that's the mini-update, with the exception that I'm alos formulating (like crazy) ideas for my Yazoo/Kairi fics and Namiku fics. Yes, crack pairings are a beautiful thing.

*sigh*

Well, hm...that's it, really, for now, I think. Ja ne!

So I was reading through my gaming magazine, EGM, and I noticed that, for the Nintendo Wii section, it was suggested that KH 3 might come out on the Wii instead of the PS2. I was like, "Eh? WTF?" Somehow, I don't mind this completely since the Wii is oh, about $350.00 cheaper than the PS3 (that's not to say KH 3 would be coming out on the PS3 but uh...)but part of me is dedicated to KH being for Songy Playstation. However, either way, I'd have to buy a new console, most likely, so I figure, why not the cheaper one? Unless the graphics are gonna blow my mind of KH is put on the Wii (well, as much as they can blow my mind) then I'm kinda on the fence... any thoughts?

So I should have Behind the Smoke Screen: Chapter 7 up by oh...today or tomorrow, depending on how bad work is going to be for me. I'm proofreading it right now, but the chapter is, more or less, complete. Just letting everyone know.

Hm...and now, as a result of writing this chapter, I have to go write crack fic pairing oneshots because I was inspired.

P.S. I was FINALLY able to obtain my very own copy of UltraBlue...love you Utada!

Omigod...I have found a few new crack pairings. So crackish...

Yazoo/Kairi
Yazoo/Kairi/Sora
Yazoo/Kairi/Riku
Kadaj/Kairi/Riku
Kadaj/Namine/Riku

Gah...there is something wrong with me. SQUEE FANDOM! >.< SQUEE COSMIC BOWLING LIKE HIGH SCHOOLERS! ^.^

You know what? I kinda figured that when Behind the Smoke Screen started getting more serious, that I'd get a crappy ass writer's block. However, I didn't expect it so sooon! And now I am happily pissed off because it's setting in @ the worst time! >.< I've been bashing my brains out trying to write a good chapter, but all that's coming out it crap! The first 1/3 of it is great (in my opinion of course) but the rest..er...I keep tweaking it and it doesn't sound right and I hate it and I could go on ALL day with this shit. So just letting everyone know...I'm working on it, I am! Anyone wanna throw some help/ideas @ me?

On a SLIGHTLY happier note...I'm brainstorming a lot for my Namiku fic, which could be a chaptered or one-shot. So at least that's going well. The Saix x Larxene one is in the works, but I REEEEAAAALLLLYYYY wanna finish Behind the Smoke Screen first!

It came to my attention that the story might get a little confusing to everyone, mainly because I didn't yet explain how people know each other (so far, anyway) and what their relations are. So I decided to take said-reviewer's advice and give some info. on this particular subject. So lemme see if I can do this right (and clearly) enough that it won't get confusing. >.<

Characters: (as time goes on, and more characters are introduced, then I will tweak the titles of the groups and ass more information. This is all for now though. Can’t give TOO much away, right? ^.^)

The Isuki Family
• Namine Isuki: The younger sister of Larxene Isuki. She is a shy, timid young girl who lives with her step-father. She is still in High school. Most of the time, she hangs out with Axel and Roxas at the dilapidated, secluded mansion their mother left to Larxene. Both her parents are deceased.
• Larxene Isuki: The older sister of Namine Isuki. She lives with Axel and Roxas in the mansion their mother left her. She is very guarded and tends to lose her temper VERY quickly. Her parents are deceased. She tends to spend most of the day bothering Axel, or fighting with him.

The Kosaka Family
• Riku Kosaka: One of Seph’s younger brothers. He was borne out of an affair and currently lives with his birth mother. His father (also Seph’s dad) is dead. He is going to college with his older half brothers, Loz and Yazoo. His best friend is Kairi.
• Sephiroth Kosaka: An attorney with three younger brothers and one younger half brother. His mother abandoned them and his father is dead. He likes to pick on Cloud and harass Aerith, mainly because they were all playmates when they were younger.
• Kadaj Kosaka: The youngest brother of the Kosaka family. His brothers are Loz, Yazoo, Riku and Sephiroth. He’s the troublemaker of the group and likes to blame everyone else for it. He’s ALWAYS fighting with Loz.
• Loz Kosaka: The third to the oldest of the Kosaka brothers. He loves fighting with Kadaj and picking on him. He’s always accused of crying since he is the most sensitive of the brothers.
• Yazoo Kosaka: The insane, cynical intellect and second oldest of the Kosaka brothers. He tends to be more quiet and reserved like his brother, Sephiroth. He loves torturing Loz and Kadaj, and sometimes Riku when he’s around.
[So, in a nutshell, this is the order of the Kosaka Brothers from Oldest to youngest: Sephiroth, Yazoo, Loz, Riku, Kadaj]

The Friends
• Zexion (er…I don’t have a last name for him: help, anyone?) : A friend of Roxas, from the past. Later on, he meets Demyx and they get together. He becomes Larxene and Axel’s “friend” as well.
• Demyx (ditto, with the last name thing here!): Originally he was Marluxia best friend when they were in school together but things got complicated and Demyx moved away, though he never quite lost contact with Marluxia. He is Zexion’s boyfriend.
• Marluxia Shimoto: Demyx’s best friend. He was disowned by his family because they thought he was gay, as well as something more pressing that he won’t talk about. He left his original home, Radiant Garden, and lives with Demyx and Zexion in Twilight Town.
• Roxas Tanaka: Axel’s boyfriend and a runaway. He ran away from a Domestic Violence infested home w/Axel at the age of 12—when he and Axel were just friends—afraid that his parents might hurt him because he was/is gay. He’s still attending school with Namine but lives with Larxene and Axel.
• Axel Yamada: Roxas’ boyfriend; he is also a runaway. He ran away from home because his dad beat him for being gay. He lives with Larxene and Roxas but doesn’t really work since his mom’s Will covers almost all of his expenses and could to last him a lifetime, kind of like Larxene. He’s a bit of a druggie, occasionally smoking pot and such. Otherwise, his most noticeable flaw is that he likes to burn things, A LOT.

The Supporting/important characters:
• Tifa Lockhart: Head Doctor/Specialist who deals with teen cases, mainly Sexual Assault/Domestic Violence cases @ Twilight Town Hospital
• Aerith Gainsborough: Secretary/Receptionist who works at Kosaka’s Law Firm—she, too, is highly knowledgeable in Law associated information. Sephiroth would not have hired her, otherwise.
• Yuffie Kisaragi: One of the few Head Nurses @ Twilight Town Hospital; her superior is Tifa.
• Cloud Strife: A detective for the FBI who works under Payne w/his partner, Yuna. Sometimes he does field work, which is not his best area. As a result, he tends to get in trouble here.


The Minor characters:
• Yuna: Detective in the FBI who works w/Cloud
• Head Chief Payne: Head chief of the Twilight Town/Traverse Town FBI unit. She’s always having to yell @ Cloud about something or the other.
• Ansem (Xehanort): The mayor of Traverse/Twilight Town. He is a horrible mayor and a grade-A asshole. (Oh, and I goofed here. I meant to write Xehanort as the mayor, not Ansem.)

That is all. ^.^