[ So it's the 15th. Some time in the evening. There's still light out, but not much. Kunsel's standing outside the back entrance of Seventh Heaven, holding his phone sheepishly in his hand for several long minutes before he finally tells it to connect to Tifa. He's been here all day, ever since he got Zack's more than slightly worrying message ( Read more... )

[ The date is the 14th, and Kunsel approaches with a giant bear in his arms and a backpack on. He hides the bear behind some crates, then knocks. ]

Tifa? You in?

[ This is backdated to the morning of the 14th. Please observe Kunsel's complete and utter state of panic. The first few are to Sion. ]

[ New message. ]

Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai.

Pick up your phooooooooooooonnnnnnne.

Do you know what day it--

...

No, of course you don't. Crap.

...Sai, I need you man!

IS THAT A MARBOLO I SEE OVER YONDER? ( Read more... )

[ Oops, guess who hasn't been sober in days? But hey, we have a perfectly valid excuse. Alcohol causes an increased output of body heat, which is good because he's incubating an egg. At any rate, he realized that today was the 13th (And if it's not because the days are all mixed up, let's just quietly backdate this to the 13th.), fell out of bed, ( Read more... )