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Characters: Angeal, Genesis
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: Angeal tires to sneak off for a night
Location: Pirate's Lair
Date: April
Warnings: TBA
Well. Things had been rather eventful in the ‘what else could go wrong’ category. Genesis had always had a temper, Angeal knew that well, but he thought they had agreed long ago that he wasn’t going to endure anymore fire blasts to his face. Then again, how long had it been for Genesis? Seven years? Quietly walking out of the lair and into the night, Angeal walked up to the shoreline, staring out at the horizon. “….” He sighed for the thousandth time that day. How was he supposed to get back to the mainland if he didn’t have any quick self transport?
Now he was wishing he had a wing. All he wanted to do was head back to Lindblum for the night and see Cloud. See if there wasn’t something he could do for the boy and his missing voice. Maybe find out a way to help Genesis and his blindness by going; even if he was still somewhat upset with the man for his actions earlier that day. Squatting down and picking up a smooth rock, he skipped it across the water. He watched as it came to a stop and plunked into the ocean. “… I’ll go another time, then…” he muttered.
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: Angeal tires to sneak off for a night
Location: Pirate's Lair
Date: April
Warnings: TBA
Well. Things had been rather eventful in the ‘what else could go wrong’ category. Genesis had always had a temper, Angeal knew that well, but he thought they had agreed long ago that he wasn’t going to endure anymore fire blasts to his face. Then again, how long had it been for Genesis? Seven years? Quietly walking out of the lair and into the night, Angeal walked up to the shoreline, staring out at the horizon. “….” He sighed for the thousandth time that day. How was he supposed to get back to the mainland if he didn’t have any quick self transport?
Now he was wishing he had a wing. All he wanted to do was head back to Lindblum for the night and see Cloud. See if there wasn’t something he could do for the boy and his missing voice. Maybe find out a way to help Genesis and his blindness by going; even if he was still somewhat upset with the man for his actions earlier that day. Squatting down and picking up a smooth rock, he skipped it across the water. He watched as it came to a stop and plunked into the ocean. “… I’ll go another time, then…” he muttered.