Day 46: Intercom, Dawn

[damned_intercom]

As daylight came upon Landel's Institute, it was through an uncharacteristically grey sky, leaving the building without the usual sunny, blinding brightness that came in through the windows of many of its larger rooms. The flourescent lights, however, were still in full effect, as was the Head Doctor's cheery voice as he began speaking over the

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M57

[zack_fair]

While Zack knew that it couldn't be normal to feel happy and at peace while dying, he couldn't help it. It took his mind off of the pain in his chest and-everywhere, really-and helped him to forget about the fact that Cloud was delirious and sick and might not even be able to make it without his help.

Still, he'd gotten him far enough, and he had faith that his friend would make it the rest of the way. That's what he expected from his legacy, after all. Cloud just had to think a little more of himself and what he was capable of, and he'd go far. Zack knew it.

It was sad to be leaving so many people behind-he'd wanted to see her, wanted to let her know that he'd gotten at least one of her letters-and yet he got to die a hero. He got to die for a reason, and that was better than what he could say for some of his dearest friends. Besides, after taking the lives of so many people who he truly cared about, it only seemed fitting that his death would be bloody

[zack_fair]

"Whoa," he let out before really thinking about it, and the clear sound of his voice startled him as he took a step back. Rather than a monster or a Shin-Ra exec (or even worse than all that, Hojo), he was greeted by a pretty lady who had to be a nurse. Zack regarded her curiously as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was still pretty amazed by how well his body was moving; there was really no sign that he'd kicked the bucket, and it was kind of creeping him out

[zack_fair]

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M70

[gomenkudasai]

Ritsu didn’t remember exactly how he’d managed to lose consciousness.

He had tucked himself inconspicuously into the corner of his seat in the back of the bus, his posture straight and graceful, his hands resting daintily in his lap as he readied himself for what was sure to be a long and less than comfortable ride. Not that he was complaining - the onsen was far away and nestled in the woods, so it made perfect sense that the road would be bumpy. And there was nothing the driver could do about the length drive.

It was selfish of him to even think that the ride would be unpleasant, when everyone was doing their best to provide his useless self with transportation to his home. He didn’t deserve to be inside this vehicle, to force the others inside it to share their space with him, to force the considerate and hard working public servant at the wheel to waste his efforts on such a lowly individual. Even walking home, all the way home, shuffling through the woods in his immaculate kimono of violet silk and his geta, would be too good

Re: M70

[gomenkudasai]

The familiar words quickly died on his tongue as he took in his surroundings, his eyes widening at the unexpected sight. The furniture was nothing like you’d find in an emergency room - and no tubes or beeping machines anywhere to be found. Everything was very…white

[itsdustdammit]

When he woke, Obito was still angry. This was a special feat, since he didn't remember going to sleep and he didn't remember what he was angry about. His anger was usually some variation on the same theme, but this time, when memory came back, he sat up abruptly and scowled much more deeply than usual. Yep, same theme, but now, unmeasurably worse. Asshole

M28 1/2

[agunwithwings]

“For my sake, will you agree to die

M28 2/2

[agunwithwings]

That didn’t make sense. If his death had, indeed, been Kiyotaka’s orders, then under no circumstances should he still be alive. The watchers were, after all, just that. They wouldn’t have taken on a task that would disobey the orders given by “God”, but he was alive, so somebody must have done something. Ayumu-kun, perhaps? But it didn’t make sense that somebody, anybody, would have been able to reach him quickly enough to save him. Hizumi had fatally wounded him and, as far as Kanone could recall, had shot him more than once

[agunwithwings]

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