Hunched , hands clasped behind his back , Hojo did a credible imitation of the vultures outside . Rufus glanced across the room at him . Yes , the light from the materia glinted off Hojo 's glasses and cast green reflections in his eyes ... but that was all they were . Reflections . There was no accompanying glow whatsoever .

A: What kind of creatures is Hojo ?

Does anyone know of a file sharing site ( like sendspace.com ) that DOESN'T delete your files after they go inactive for a certain period of time ? Someplace that , you know , I do n't have to PAY for ? ( I ' m poor , people .

A: What may be a fact about this person ?

No more cobwebs in the closets , dust under the bed , or weeds in the garden . I even cut down some small trees in the back yard that were covered with poison ivy . Okay , that was n't the BRIGHTEST way to wait ( ask my hand , now swollen and red with infection ) , but it 's the best I could do .

A: What might the narrator have been doing ?

I did n't get to ride along . No dogs allowed . Well , that 's about it for now . Oh , I had to go to the Vet for an ear infection a couple of weeks ago .

A:
What is a potential defining detail about the narrator ?