Taura's stomach was growling, but she could be patient. Her nails were still tacky; she'd rather wear nail polish and eat lunch than vice versa
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[From here.]It didn't seem like the snow was going to be letting up any time soon. Zack knew it couldn't last forever, but there was a good chance it would continue to build up until they headed home. He wondered how the buses would manage going back up the hill and seriously hoped that it didn't turn into some sort of disaster
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Hope had his hands clenched in his pockets the moment they stepped outside, trying to conserve as much heat as possible and huddle into himself. The second time seemed colder than the first time, even though he had been bracing for it. It had never gotten past the point where jackets had been preferable in Cocoon, rather than mandatory, and for once he was glad for change of clothes. He had never had clothes for this type of weather, and despite his distaste for what the hospital had to offer, it was better to be warm than anything else... even if he didn't feel warm, especially with the snow that had previously melted into his hat and on the bottom of his jeans where it had been dragging on the ground.
Cold. He stepped closer to Zach, trying to contain his shivering (he could tough it out-- especially if everyone else seemed to be able to) and hoping it was okay. Vanille and Sazh had never seemed to mind him stepping close as it was always Hope who broke away, but after Lightning... he just couldn't be sure. He wanted to be better
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As someone who was by nature a leader type, Zack didn't mind at all that Hope was following close behind him. In fact, it seemed like the smartest thing to do, considering it would be easy to slip on the ice here -- and there was something to be said for huddling for warmth. Not that they could do that when they were wandering around, but
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"I don't know," He admitted. For all that he was unused to such weather, there was something comforting in the cold beyond the freezing and the shivering. It was sharp and biting and like ice down his throat with each breath he took in a way that kept him awake and going as if reminding him that slowly down would mean being colder. Keep moving. It pushed all other thoughts out of his head, and that made it a good incentive to go on
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That wasn't much of a plan, but if it was what Hope wanted to do, then Zack was willing to go for it. He wasn't about to lead him too far away from the main area, but they could go for a short walk. "Sure, that's something," he replied with a quick laugh as he took off again. The snow was getting in his hair and dampening his clothes, but he didn't let it bother him much
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"Different." He wasn't sure what he could say about it even as he tried to avoid the higher mounts of snow on the ground, huddling into his clothes and stepping around them carefully despite how he had been jumping in them before. That had been the excitement of actually being able to play in snow and before he got his jeans wet, and now he got why other people hadn't been doing that as well despite there being a more solid footing in the untouched snow rather than on the worn roads. "We didn't have those movie boxes. Or weather this cold
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The snow was definitely thicker over at this side of the town, probably because it was less traveled and so manmade paths hadn't been worn into the area. It meant that it was hard to judge when his next step would hit a solid packing of snow and when he'd just sink down into it, but that was sort of the fun of it, wasn't it? Sure, it was cold, but they'd at least been dressed appropriately and so that was something. He could always find shelter after they headed back.
In the end, Hope's answer didn't give him a lot of information. Zack didn't know if he was being vague on purpose or if he just had a hard time putting it into words, but all he'd done was explain what his home didn't have. Zack didn't even get a name
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Maybe we are crazy, was the thought in Hope's mind even as he shrugged nonchalantly. "Gaia's a nicer name than Earth, at least." He had to mull over the natural energy part for a while, though, not understanding it. Besides, why would a company be in charge of something like that? Shouldn't it be the government, instead?
It was strange to hear the different things, though, from companies to snow to travel-- "You guys still have Chocobo racing?" That was the safest topic he could think of through all of it, even if it all sounded strange to him. "We just have them as pets. Didn't really ride them around much." Mostly because everyone had faster methods of travel than Chocobos, after all.
There was one word he wasn't entirely sure about, though. Although he wasn't sure if that was just a word they had for that world or just a name that he wasn't supposed to know anyway, so it took him a few more steps through the snow before he looked up again, too curious to not ask
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The kid had a point. Earth was... sort of a boring name, whereas Gaia just fit somehow. Zack had to admit that talking about home made him miss it all the more, even though he realized that there wasn't a place for him there anymore. He was lucky enough to have gotten that chance to see it, real or not, when he had been teleported there with Cloud and Yuffie
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"Other colors?" He tried to think of other colors, but couldn't really come up with anything. He had heard about someone trying to dye Chocobo chicks in other colors before, but that person had been shut down almost immediately by the Sanctum and the overwhelming protest to to treatment of chicks like that. And that had been a really old news story once. From what he knew, they were all big and yellow. And they seemed such a normal thing that he couldn't imagine any world without Chocobos... that would almost be like trying to imagine a place with purple grass and green skies. Just too different
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"Well, the ones that are other colors are pretty rare, I think..." Any regular chocobo farm was definitely only going to have the normal yellow kind, that was for sure. Zack had even heard rumors of a special gold chocobo, but he didn't know if that was an old wives' tale or not. Either way, he was getting a bit too caught up in thoughts of a home he might not see again.
It was far more interesting to hear about Hope's home now that the boy was finally explaining it. So it was as Zack had guessed -- they only had one large landmass surrounded by an ocean. It was an odd concept, to think that all that land could stay in one piece without breaking off eventually, but maybe Hope's planet was smaller than Gaia. At least they did have an ocean. The idea of there not being one at all was too bizarre
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He nodded along absentmindedly, more than willing to head back as well. As ready as he had been to walk along outside, especially where there was less people, the cold was more than starting to get to him again. Even with his hands in his pockets, they were still starting to go numb once again.
It took him a bit longer to get a grip on his trail enough to turn around, but it wasn't that bad now that he had at least a little bit of experience in walking in the snow.
Still, he couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the idea of multiple lands. "But why-?" He cut off, trying to figure it out himself. Why would the fal'Cie even create land masses like that? But then, thinking about it, maybe this was more like Pulse. He had heard stories about the fal'Cie there being merciless and terrible. Maybe that's what happened...?
He still wasn't sure about that, though, but then... worlds were different, right?
It seemed like Hope was really hung up on this continent thing, which caused Zack to run a very cold hand through his hair as he wondered if there was any easier way to explain that that was just how it was. There was no reason for it; things had just ended up that way
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He hesitated in asking, but that just sounded... odd. Awkward. Where were the fal'Cie in that? He learned from school that Cocoon had over million fal'Cie controlling different aspects of the world, so he wasn't sure which one actually controlled the land, but...
"But how come no one moves it back?" Okay, so he could picture time and planetary shifts moving land... kind of. And he could get that certain things might not be controlled-- like the weather in this world. But that was just something he was... missing, wasn't there? Something seemed wrong. Which was saying something, considering all the things that had happened
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The kid's questions were just getting odder as they continued to fumble through this topic. Maybe it had been a bad idea to bring it up in the first place, although there was no way Zack could have known that and now he was legitimately curious. "Move it back? How could you do that?" There were definitely some people on Gaia who had abilities that were out of the ordinary -- hell, he could be counted as one -- but nothing even close to the amount of strength it would take to move a whole land mass
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He frowned at the idea. "Don't you guys have--?" Fal'Cie? Except from what he had gotten so far, it seemed to be a negative. Still, that couldn't be right, could it? The fal'Cie were everywhere-- Hope wasn't even sure if worlds could exist without fal'Cie. The thought of it boggled him.
Boggled him enough to venture into the topic, as mine-filled as it was with him.
"Don't the fal'Cie take care of the lands?" Because what else would they be doing if not taking care of the lands and such? Phoenix had provided sunlight, Carbuncle generated the food supply, Eden provided shelter and advice for the Sanctum... what would the fal'Cie of Gaia be doing if not taking care of people? They wouldn't allow the lands to drift away like that, especially if that meant it would take longer to get to everyone. "I mean, if they don't take care of the land, then what would they do?"
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Cold. He stepped closer to Zach, trying to contain his shivering (he could tough it out-- especially if everyone else seemed to be able to) and hoping it was okay. Vanille and Sazh had never seemed to mind him stepping close as it was always Hope who broke away, but after Lightning... he just couldn't be sure. He wanted to be better ( ... )
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In the end, Hope's answer didn't give him a lot of information. Zack didn't know if he was being vague on purpose or if he just had a hard time putting it into words, but all he'd done was explain what his home didn't have. Zack didn't even get a name ( ... )
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It was strange to hear the different things, though, from companies to snow to travel-- "You guys still have Chocobo racing?" That was the safest topic he could think of through all of it, even if it all sounded strange to him. "We just have them as pets. Didn't really ride them around much." Mostly because everyone had faster methods of travel than Chocobos, after all.
There was one word he wasn't entirely sure about, though. Although he wasn't sure if that was just a word they had for that world or just a name that he wasn't supposed to know anyway, so it took him a few more steps through the snow before he looked up again, too curious to not ask ( ... )
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It was far more interesting to hear about Hope's home now that the boy was finally explaining it. So it was as Zack had guessed -- they only had one large landmass surrounded by an ocean. It was an odd concept, to think that all that land could stay in one piece without breaking off eventually, but maybe Hope's planet was smaller than Gaia. At least they did have an ocean. The idea of there not being one at all was too bizarre ( ... )
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It took him a bit longer to get a grip on his trail enough to turn around, but it wasn't that bad now that he had at least a little bit of experience in walking in the snow.
Still, he couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the idea of multiple lands. "But why-?" He cut off, trying to figure it out himself. Why would the fal'Cie even create land masses like that? But then, thinking about it, maybe this was more like Pulse. He had heard stories about the fal'Cie there being merciless and terrible. Maybe that's what happened...?
He still wasn't sure about that, though, but then... worlds were different, right?
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"But how come no one moves it back?" Okay, so he could picture time and planetary shifts moving land... kind of. And he could get that certain things might not be controlled-- like the weather in this world. But that was just something he was... missing, wasn't there? Something seemed wrong. Which was saying something, considering all the things that had happened ( ... )
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Boggled him enough to venture into the topic, as mine-filled as it was with him.
"Don't the fal'Cie take care of the lands?" Because what else would they be doing if not taking care of the lands and such? Phoenix had provided sunlight, Carbuncle generated the food supply, Eden provided shelter and advice for the Sanctum... what would the fal'Cie of Gaia be doing if not taking care of people? They wouldn't allow the lands to drift away like that, especially if that meant it would take longer to get to everyone. "I mean, if they don't take care of the land, then what would they do?"
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