[unbeknownst to anyone but Angeal -details for fun-]
It was numbing, this cold. He was half in a daze. Sleep lulling him in but the sheer cold threatening to do worse. A hollowing wind blew and stung the front of his face, shocking him awake completely. Eyes flinched and watered as they adjusted to the blinding surroundings. He sat in no less than
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Fish market, right? Any other distinct things around you?
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Cranes. Mechanical, cranes. ... mounds of snow, things sticking out. Reminded me of smoke pillars. There might have been antennas, too. I didn't see much, I ended up being snow-blind.
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As far as staying awake, just keep talking. Where do you life? Your friends? Family? Anything you're comfortable with.
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Then there's Sephiroth. I met him once Genesis and I joined ShinRa. He's a good man. We didn't have a very long record of knowing each other, but I trust him. The three of us were teammates back home. -- Time seemed to have split us apart for the most part, however... coming here.
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[Between their messages, he's shouting around the fishing district for Angeal. Maybe you can hear him, but who knows?]
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[If Hughes keeps going and wonders about by the pier, he's sure to see Angeal's trek from there to the hatch he's in. But so far all he can hear is himself and the wind blowing above him.]
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[After some time: Oh ho? A trail? He follows quietly.]
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How're your wounds, by the way? I think somebody's coming to heal it, but I'm not sure who.
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They're... moderate? I've had worse.
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