[The Forge clicks on, and have yourself one fine specimen of Zack Fair, stooped over a table, fiddling with something just barely out of reach of the video. He doesn't look at the camera lens, and he doesn't need to; his face carries the same mix of frustrated-amusement at any angle.]
I went to the carnival with Val, but didn't learn much. Saw the zombie --you were right about how creepy that was, Naruto -- and tried to look back behind some of the tents, but it lead nowhere. Place had a lot of dead ends, and we're still no closer to going home or figuring out anything else.
I didn't walk away empty-handed, though. [One gloved hand obscures the view for a moment, then clears and moves out of the way. On the table is one fish, small and that bright orange gold, swimming restlessly inside a generic plastic bowl.]
Kind of cute, isn't it?
Won this guy --or is it a girl?-- doing one of the carnival games. You know the one, where you have to throw the little plastic ball into one of the bowls and you get whatever's inside? Yep. [One of his fingers slides down the clear side, careful not to tap or disrupt the water.] Taking offers on the name; throw out the best one you've got. Winner gets the infamy of naming my fish.
Priscilla, count me in on helping you out on the HQ. What time do you want us there tomorrow? And anyone else going? Cloud? Reno? Val? Naruto? Scar? If we get enough people, I bet we could crank it out in a matter of days.
Private to Cloud//Hackable
How're you doing? Feeling better?
Private to Self//Hackable
Had a dream about Angeal last night, like I used to have back home right after he...
Wonder if this means my sleep is going back to normal. Guess I'll find out in a few days, huh? If it comes true, then...
Hey, Sakura? I owe you dinner or something for helping me out back there. I won't take "no" for an answer.
Aerith? Got some time? Was wondering if you'd like to go for a walk.