Zack was tired. Bone tired. Bone tired and heartsick, following the road toward Gongaga with a sort of exhausted stubbornness that would have seemed at least slightly more reasonable if he wasn't hauling a comatose kid around with him all the way from Nibelheim. Cloud was slowing him down. There was no question about that. He'd been able to stop ( Read more... )

The bike had been... well, it had been awesome, the sidecar making it easy for two to travel quickly, and Zack was getting some impressive mileage on it. Cloud was still asleep, had been asleep since they'd left Nibelheim with no sign of waking, and while they'd done a decent job so far of avoiding notice, life on the run with only a bike, some ( Read more... )