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[Okay, so. He'd been en route to Midgar with Cloud. With a motorcycle, it had been awesome. And they'd been making good progress! Sure, he wasn't all that certain about directions, but being underground for so long can screw with a guy a little. There's no helping it. He'd been in a pretty good mood, though.
So if things had been going well for the first time in ages, why did he wake up this morning and find himself in the woods, alone and unarmed, in a fresh pair of white pants that didn't belong to him? It meant he hadn't been captured, since he wasn't in the lab, so... what? Seriously, what?
More importantly, where is Cloud!?
There's a sense of panic he hasn't felt since the troopers in Nibelheim had first started dragging Cloud away from him, so he wastes no time getting up and heading off to get a look around. If the military isn't responsible for this, maybe Cloud just wandered off (somehow) after whoever it was had taken Zack out. Man, so much for life getting easier...
tl;dr Zack will be ducking around the village early-ish in the morning, trying to make the most of the late November sunrise by doing his best ninja impression. He's trying not to be seen, but how effective he is at doing so? Really depends. SOLDIERs are sadly not ninjas.]
So if things had been going well for the first time in ages, why did he wake up this morning and find himself in the woods, alone and unarmed, in a fresh pair of white pants that didn't belong to him? It meant he hadn't been captured, since he wasn't in the lab, so... what? Seriously, what?
More importantly, where is Cloud!?
There's a sense of panic he hasn't felt since the troopers in Nibelheim had first started dragging Cloud away from him, so he wastes no time getting up and heading off to get a look around. If the military isn't responsible for this, maybe Cloud just wandered off (somehow) after whoever it was had taken Zack out. Man, so much for life getting easier...
tl;dr Zack will be ducking around the village early-ish in the morning, trying to make the most of the late November sunrise by doing his best ninja impression. He's trying not to be seen, but how effective he is at doing so? Really depends. SOLDIERs are sadly not ninjas.]

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You know you're just making yourself look really suspicious, right?
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You weren't supposed to see it.
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You might want to work on your skills, then. I think even a blind man would've seen you coming.
Just what are you trying to do, anyway?
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Just trying to get a feel for the town. I don't recognize it, so... mind telling me where I am?
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Guess that makes you another new guy. You're not going to recognize it. We're in a place called Luceti, and it's an entirely different world, or something.
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...I'm pretty sure we don't have space travel where I'm from. [Then again, construction for the Shinra No. 26 had just started before he left...]
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[Sanosuke decides that it doesn't matter, and keeps going.] Look, this place doesn't make a damn bit of sense. You just have to kind of accept it, starting with those wings on your back.
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...Wait.
He has wings on his back.]
....Whaaaaat!?
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No kidding. Really fucked up, isn't it? Just don't let them get damaged or it'll hurt like hell. Oh, and if you lose them completely, you die. At least, that's what I got told.
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That's messed up! You can't just give people wings like this!
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Hey, I didn't do it. I've got a set of them too, okay? I'm just telling you what I got told. Ask around and you'll keep getting the same story.
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[Sanosuke reaches behind him, pulling out his journal from the waistband of his pants.]
Should've been one of these near where you woke up. Don't suppose you grabbed it?
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Some kind of tech-whatever. At least that's what a couple of guys said. [Sanosuke holds it out in case this guy wants to take a look.] I'm still not convinced it isn't demon magic or some other crazy shit.
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You can talk to anyone in the village using it. Or write stuff. It's convenient, even if it's freaking weird.
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