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[zack_rules]

Shit... Shit.

*staring at a bitemark on his arm that's showing all the telltale signs of infection*

What a way to go.

((Meant to post this yesterday, but MEH. Have some angst time. Anyway, we decided that a runaway zombie!Alfons did the job. ...zombie!Flonne's still winning.))

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Later on, whenever it fits into your timeline? XD

[meteor_rains]

[He's wandering the street with his sword in hand. He'd heard about the zombies, and while he was sure Tifa was safe and more than prepared to take care of herself, he wanted to check on Zack and Aerith. It wasn't like Zack couldn't take care of Aerith himself, but...

Just in case. So he'd picked up his sword and headed toward the paid residences.]

because.. I know what that is. yes. >>;

[zack_rules]

*and there's another face he's going to have trouble breaking the news to. but he needs to talk to him*

Yo, Cloud. *the greeting completely lacks his usual energy*

>__> Does anyone ever?

[meteor_rains]

[He turns toward the voice, knowing it's familiar even with it's lack of energy. It's off. His eyes glance about Zack's face, looking for any sign of anything off, or at least a hint.]

You're okay?

...occasionally? maybe? XD;

[zack_rules]

*he shrugs uncomfortably*

I guess I could be worse.

I think maybe was the better answer, haha.

[meteor_rains]

[His eyes drop a bit, if only because that response hadn't been what he was looking for. There's a moment of hesitance when his eyes flow over Zack's arm, catching sight of what he assumes is an injury- a bite mark. His eyebrows move a bit on his face, contorting with a light grunt that told he saw and understood what it meant.]

Not much worse.

[zack_rules]

*there's a second where he tries to think of something to say*

Sorry, man.

[meteor_rains]

What happens next? We just sit back and wait for you to die again?

[There's a hint of bitterness in his words, not that he's angry with Zack-- more the situation, and that fact he'd been too late, again.]

[zack_rules]

What happens next is... Well, I've got a couple hours, and then I've gotta make sure you guys don't wind up dealing with any more zombies than you have to.

[meteor_rains]

So you're making sure your taken care of.

[zack_rules]

Yeah.

[meteor_rains]

Dammit.

[There is a helplessness about him, one that rustled up feelings sand memories he would have rather kept down. The helplessness when he saw Zack lying in his own blood, filled with bullet holes, knowing he would die. The helplessness that was there Sephiroth's sword pierced through Aerith, when meteor fell to the planet, when Geostigma began affecting the people he cared about. All this time and all his efforts to become stronger, and he was never able to protect the people who mattered the most.]

There's no cure?

[zack_rules]

No.

*He takes a moment to collect himself. He doesn't want to die, but more than that, he doesn't want Cloud to have to deal with his death twice over. It's not fair, when he should've been moving on.*

Listen, I've got a favor to ask. Last time I died, I wound up here, so... I plan to do the same this time around. But while I'm gone, could you and Tifa look after Aerith for me? This's gonna be hard on her.

[meteor_rains]

[There's a long silence, and he glances off to the side.]

Yeah.

[zack_rules]

Thanks.

I'll try not to take too long.

[meteor_rains]

How are you...?

[He doesn't finish the question.]

[zack_rules]

...I've got it all worked out.