And you've left me behind again it seems.

Perhaps I shouldn't count this one against you though...

...after all it wasn't really you...a version of you certainly, but not really you.

He didn't know me as I am, but as someone else, someone different. A man.





Why did you leave without telling me, Genesis?



You, of all people who knew me, should have realized I would have gladly left with you given the chance, the choice to do so.

They never found his body. How could no one ever go look for him?

Really? The Wizard of Oz? Just smile and thank them because they did go through the trouble of finding it.

[From this voice, some other strange sounds can be heard, almost muted. Like a storm heard only from kilometers afar.]

So...

Can anyone hear me? I'm a little curious if it is a latent symptom of schizophrenia, but I get the feeling the Chief hasn't lost his marbles just yet.

(I couldn't protect her.)

...Come on.

Move.

(Out of ammo. What'm I gonna)

That sword.

He was carrying a sword, wasn't he?

(I don't know if I can... Professor... Everyone...!)

Damn it! This hurts! Surely I've been here over four hours!

[ Because we all know that's exactly what was going through his head during his awful detentions. ]

Some might question the sanity of inviting someone who tends to kill people as easily as breathing to lunch..

Especially when they're not all that pleased with you or your most recent actions.



[ooc: Fuuma's musing on inviting Seishirou out for lunch, cause ye know, eating out with someone is more fun than eating alone. This happens after Sunshine 60 though, and thus he's sort of ticked Seishirou off by removing one of Subaru's eyes.]

I won't be able to care for Mama when she grows older.

I never had anyone near me growing up. Papa was gone, Mama was busy, and I didn't make friends. When I thought I finally did, it was a lie and they weren't the friends I was looking for. When I finally found the ones who could be, I didn't realize it for a long time. Now that I finally see them, is it too late?

There are a lot of places I haven't seen, things I never experienced.

I wanted to be strong enough to fight with them to the end- as a fellow warrior.

But... somehow it feels good to rest right now.

Bored.

I need a case.

This is pathetic. Tastes like crap, should've just stuck with the bourbo -- julep. Oh, that would be good. Wait, no, we're out of mint. We're always out of mint.



Did we really do all we could ...?


[ ooc; hope i'm doing this right! post-original game but pre-advent children tifa, halfway between sober and not on a lonely night at seventh heaven. :')  ]

Assholes ...the Black Materia. Said it can summon Meteor. All those dreams.  Tseng's still missing. but a dream said he died. Pretty damned sure I'm not psychic. But there's no body so he's alive.He'll turn up soon. I am going to strangle that bitch. Scarlet can die in a fire. Oh yeah, that. I guess I should do something about that. Got to prepare for going north...


Hey there, sexy.


...what was I thinking about.



[---Have a Reno thinking random thoughts about recent events. He's at the point where everyone is preparing to go up North. Also, sexy babes.]

Need to contact Reeve... don't care if it attracts attention, we need news damn it..

...idiot news crews.. you had no business going down there. Obviously never heard the axiom that its best to leave sleeping hounds lie unless you want hurt. No, you just had to drag out more dirt about the company, had to justify your idiotic righteous anger at it. If you hadn't stuck your noses in places that didn't concern you...

Damn it Tseng... why the hell did I listen to you...



[ooc: This happens a couple nights after the wailing from Midgar happens, because guess who's not sleeping after that happened hm? Unfortunately, he's not slept much since Tseng's little 'message'.. and it's starting to catch up with him.]

..need to.._D-damnit they cut the communication tower ^{No time} can't stop Shiva, guide me. Who?





looks like..._{out of luck.}

[OOC: Confused? Let's just say Tseng's caught up in time to just before the beginning of Dirge. That means Deepground's attack on Junon where a few thousand people go "missing". Yeah.]

So, would Vincent look good with a fake mustache, or should I talk the driver into an extra stop for some shaving cream?



[Guess who's in the back of a vehicle staring at an unconscious Vincent? Yuffie has currently rescued him from certain death KO at the hands of Rosso. So, she's trying to figure out the perfect prank to play on him while he's oh so vulnerable.]

I'm glad he's doing this. We won't see each other again, but... hey, maybe we will.

I'm happy. At least, I think I am. I should be happ--

...I'm sorry, General. I just don't th

...

...blood?

Oh.

...kinda feeling...




sleepy.





...just for a... minute.

[Tsukuyomi's laying on his bed while he daydreams, holding two tickets for the amusement park over his head and watching them intently. It's possible that images of the park may slip through the daydreaming as he imagines going there and riding on the carousel or the ferris wheel with a girl with short hair.]

Geez... I finally get tickets for the park and Ami-chan has an exam at cram school the next day. This sucks, I can't tell her to leave her studies for one day just to go with me.

[Well, he could but it wouldn't be nice on her.]

I suppose I could go with one of the others... But I went when Mako-chan to watch a match just the other day. Hmm, I'm not sure if Rei-chan would like the amusement park. That leaves Minako-chan... But I really wanted to go with Ami-chan. Guess I could give the tickets to Mamoru so he takes his girlfriend there.

I don't know what to doooo!!

[Yes, he's whining.]

[She's definitely rehearsing this in her mind.]

I've applied to study abroad in America. The transfer application will be decided by April. I'm planning to go ahead of time to look for work and a place to live.

I'm interested in this study program abroad. It starts very soon, so I would be going to America next week.

I've decided to study abroad in America. I'm leaving next week.

[ Charles must have been at his desk, doing paperwork or something - drifting in and out. He's daydreaming and thinking about his hospital. So his 'daydream' is in a hospital. ]

I never much liked hospitals.

...They're so quiet.