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Zack missed the training room. He missed missions, real or simulated. He almost felt bad for not training harder. That was how badly he was missing missions. He felt like jumping out of a helicopter and landing onto a moving train. He felt like taking on the Wutai or AVALANCHE. Well maybe not those organizations exactly, but an enemy force at any rate. He could take on Sephiroth and the whole Shin-Ra army today. Angeal was dead. Javert was gone. But he'd been given a second chance at life and he wasn't going to hide out in his hut forever.
As he walked along the path, his feet seemed lighter. He was glad to have his sword again. He didn't even care that he'd spent all of that time carving one out of wood he'd cured himself. Nothing could ruin the happiness he felt at having his sword again.
At last he stood at the top of the Big Waterfall. He looked down and grinned. He looked something reminiscent of himself at sixteen. He stripped down to swim shorts. He could swim in his uniform, but he wasn't there to train. He was there to jump off the waterfall and enjoy life. He tucked his sword, clothes and boots under some foliage off to the side in the shade and away from the water.
"Oh yeah!" he said loudly to himself. "SOLDIER 1st Class Zack Fair on the job!" There was no Angeal telling him to get serious or focused. Though he had learned to do both. "Ready or not, here I come!" he shouted as he leapt off the Waterfall. It felt just like jumping out of a chopper, invigorating with lots of adrenaline pumping. He wasn't as fast as he'd been back home--as though the mako had never been infused into him, but it didn't seem to matter as he landed in the water. Breaking the surface he swam to the shallow water and headed back up for another go.
"Mission Failed. This goes on your permanent record," he said in a mocking tone. It sounded nothing like Sephiroth, but imitations weren't his style. "Mission Failed to you, Mr I'll Burn Down Nibelheim! HA!" He laughed as he got ready to jump again. This time holding his hands out in front of him as though he might dive in.
"Hey," he shouted a friendly and enthusiastic greeting to his visitor. "Going for a swim yourself?"
((OOC He demanded another EP and who am I to tell him no when he is in easily his best mood ever. No better time to meet him than now. Timed to early afternoon. ST/LT always!))
As he walked along the path, his feet seemed lighter. He was glad to have his sword again. He didn't even care that he'd spent all of that time carving one out of wood he'd cured himself. Nothing could ruin the happiness he felt at having his sword again.
At last he stood at the top of the Big Waterfall. He looked down and grinned. He looked something reminiscent of himself at sixteen. He stripped down to swim shorts. He could swim in his uniform, but he wasn't there to train. He was there to jump off the waterfall and enjoy life. He tucked his sword, clothes and boots under some foliage off to the side in the shade and away from the water.
"Oh yeah!" he said loudly to himself. "SOLDIER 1st Class Zack Fair on the job!" There was no Angeal telling him to get serious or focused. Though he had learned to do both. "Ready or not, here I come!" he shouted as he leapt off the Waterfall. It felt just like jumping out of a chopper, invigorating with lots of adrenaline pumping. He wasn't as fast as he'd been back home--as though the mako had never been infused into him, but it didn't seem to matter as he landed in the water. Breaking the surface he swam to the shallow water and headed back up for another go.
"Mission Failed. This goes on your permanent record," he said in a mocking tone. It sounded nothing like Sephiroth, but imitations weren't his style. "Mission Failed to you, Mr I'll Burn Down Nibelheim! HA!" He laughed as he got ready to jump again. This time holding his hands out in front of him as though he might dive in.
"Hey," he shouted a friendly and enthusiastic greeting to his visitor. "Going for a swim yourself?"
((OOC He demanded another EP and who am I to tell him no when he is in easily his best mood ever. No better time to meet him than now. Timed to early afternoon. ST/LT always!))