[voice]

[thenightmarebegins]

I'm less human than before.

...Where is my weapon? Is this... a dream?

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[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[Vincent accepts this readily enough. It's strange and unexplainable, but no more unusual than Aerith being alive and well. He thinks over what she's said, feeling like he's missing something vital.]

Is there anything else I should know about this place?

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[...Yeah, she should probably tell him.] The people who brought us here are called the Malnosso. They run experiments--once a month on the village, but sometimes they take individuals.

So make sure you don't fall out of touch, all right? We'd like to know you're okay.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

Experiments.

[She's said the magic word of doom. If there was ever anything that can make Vincent even more serious...]

...I'll try not to.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[We're sorry, Vincent. >_>;; You did have to hear sometime.]

Good! [And then--hopefully reassuring--]...We can get through them. They don't last.

Did you get any closer to the--wait, you never said where you are. In the forest, right?

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

[It was only a matter of time. Small comfort that they aren't permanent. Even so...]

There seems no choice but to endure.

...The forest, yes. I'm nearing some buildings.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Cloud and I are in house #50. And Tifa's got her own Seventh Heaven here.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

I'll look for them.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Or I could come find you. Unless someone's already meeting you?

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

Cloud is.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[Laughter.] Quick on his feet, as always.

[chaotic-dirge.livejournal.com]

It seems that hasn't changed.