Characters: Zack Fair, Kaylee, anybody else?
Content: Zack's doing some deep thinking. This can't be good.
Location: Fifth Avenue, and wherever that leads.
Time of Day: Afternoon
Warnings: Will be posted if they come up, but none for now~
The streets seemed pretty empty that afternoon, even after Lil' Clover's rampage the day before. That was good; he still wasn't too up for fighting for a bit anyway.
The cuts and bruises from the other day had mostly faded by now, and the fact that he was actually able to save people was a very reassuring one. Did it make him a hero? Probably. But everyone else helped too, so he couldn't take all the credit.
Mostly, he was relieved his friends were alive.
He slowed his pace a bit. Come to think of it... he hadn't checked on Sephiroth in awhile. Had he been healed? Loz and Yazoo were taking care of him, but... what about the bite?
He laughed to himself, shaking his head. "Man, when did I become such a worrywart? He's fiiine, everyone's fine."
But then there was the matter of his dream. Hallucination? Temporary death? Whatever, whatever, what was with the wolf? It was... weird. Kaylee had suggested that it meant something bigger, but he couldn't figure out exactly what.
He sighed. Speaking of which, where was she?