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[freedomonwings]

[In the aftermath of the tornado, now that things have calmed some, Cissnei has taken up Residence in the Tower Apartments... Seeing as how the apartment she was staying in before has collapsed.]

[Private to Reno: 40%Hackable]Tseng was injured in the building collapse- He'll be staying with me until he recovers. If you need anything come to me

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[1led_them]

[ Tseng was stretched across the thin mattress on the floor, having spent some time coughing out the powdered plaster, dirt, and Leviathan knows what else he'd inhaled.

From the church to their new residence, his voice began to rasp (as the fresh air was encouraging his coughing out the debris that settled inside his lungs) and he spent more time concentrating in finding a comfortable position for both his battered body and to better breath. ]

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[1led_them]

[ With a soft sigh, he found the angle better to breath, and with his breath clearer, it was obvious that he was grateful for her position. ]

...

[ Though his lips were parted to speak, he selfishly took the air instead. Hand came to rest on his gut with spread fingers to curl around his side, while the other arm lay flat beside him.

Behind those heavy lids, he began to trace the faces of his Turks, of the President, and of the people who had come into his life. Some departed, like Zack.. and Aerith. Part of him wondered if this place would bring more to it. Reaching beyond time and death, the reasons behind such a power, the ability of such power even. Frightening, that somewhere within, or on this world there was an entity that pulled from the lifestream, beyond the grave and brought life to those who had long lost it

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[freedomonwings]

[She can feel him becoming less tense now, letting the heaviness of exhaustion that it was likely everyone faced on this day. There was still so much more to be done, and that was with of little mention of what they had to do to get out. Some of these people here seemed as if they had been around far to long and had given up hope.

...Do you think we can get back home?

...Do some even want to?

Her thoughts had drifted away to the outer reaches of her mind, and somewhere along the way, fingers usually so deft in pulling triggers, cracking locks and holding Rekka gently sliding though dark hair absently.]

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[1led_them]

[ The subtle touch, distant but gentle - not very common for them both. But once had, and under such a circumstance, he wished for more of it. There weren't any aspirins, there was very energy left to result to materia - though he would not have wanted anymore of the unnatural flow of energy curing his bruised and aching body. Some things, like the process of healing, were just as important as drinking enough water.

The feel of your body healing itself, the strain on your energy as it did so. Those things, so many could take for granted and they push their body to the edge that they forget that they stand as a human, and if they fell.. then no amount of cure could heal them. ]

... How are you?

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[freedomonwings]

[Cissnei can not read minds, though she can read people very well. It was all about observation, subtle movements-both which she was very good at discerning. Sometimes thoughts translated into these movements in the way a person walked, talked, or even remained quiet.

When she was alert and on the job, Cissnei was very good at hiding her own emotions in those way, but at times, like now, it slipped though the cracks.

Or maybe...she was just allowing it to, just with them.]

Fine. [Her response is a little bit short, and after a moment she leans in to rest her forehead against his, dark red curls shifting with the movement.] Just don't scare me like that again, alright?

[Because if he left here, who was she supposed to turn to? There is a moment, then another. About a half a second too long for those words to be considered anything other than sincere, even with the hastily tacked on-] Or I'll make you stay in that Clinic until we get the hell out of here.

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[1led_them]

[ Ah the Clinic, in all its mystery. He gave her a pathetic noise of what could have passed as laughter. Though being as tired and drained as he was, it only came out barely just above a breath. ]

Heh.. heh..

[ His eyes lazily blinking close before he turned his head a bit on her lap. In this position, he was becoming even more tired. It must be because of her, he thought, the comfort she offered him. ]

... Thank you.

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[freedomonwings]

[He sounded bad, even though already he had been getting slightly better. If they were back in Midgar more could be done for him, and in the first place, if her suspicions were correct, FullCure would of been much more effective.]

...Don't thank me. Just get some rest, Tseng.

When he turned his head, she pulled back. Just slightly at first, the hesitantly and quickly brushing her mouth against his forehead, over the tattoo.

Reassurance for the both of them; Everything would be fine soon.]

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[1led_them]

[ The kiss, a warmth never forgotten by those that they have known before their dark descend into the collar of the tie.

Mothers, fathers, sisters, family ... loved ones even.

They would never forget. Even if the world around them would have them so far away from it - that they were human still. Capable of so many things, even love.

It wasn't long before he fell victim to a sleep with dreams he would not remember when he woke. ]