His hands are shaking as he fumbles with the multitude of clasps on his leather duster and Genesis sighs in relief as the last one comes undone, briskly flinging off the article of clothing before the silence of the room is broken by a muffled cry and a horrible ripping sound; one that, sadly enough, the redhead has grown far too accustomed to hearing over the past several days. The skin of his left shoulder tears apart in almost agonizing slow motion and there is a loud 'whoosh' followed by the sound of something wet plip-plipping onto the floor as that damnable black wing unfurls itself, twitching from disuse and dripping crimson blood.
At least he managed to remove his precious coat this time.
Genesis grits his teeth at the pain and slowly reaches back with his right arm to rub at the abused muscles in his shoulder, but it soon dissipates into nothing more than a dull, bearable throb.
Hollander was a fucking liar. He had been a fool to even consider abandoning ShinRa with that sorry excuse for a scientist in the first place.
There was no cure.
He was going to wither away, and, unless he found his own, there was nothing anyone could do to stop the degradation. The wing seemed to flap once in agreement and Genesis could only let out a hollow, cynical laugh.
He wondered if all the fat cats in ShinRa were laughing at him, laughing at his desperate attempts to save himself and the methods he was using to do so.
Briefly, he also wondered if Sephiroth and Angeal's puppy were doing the same.
A sharp jolt of pain sent spasms through his upper body and the ex-SOLDIER moved to support his weight against the wall, feverish eyes doing a quick once-over of the abandoned Banoran warehouse Hollander was currently 'hiding' them in.
The red of his duster caught his gaze and he was reminded of the first time his wing appeared; the redhead had cornered Hollander and demanded that the portly scientist have it repaired because "it's your fault I'm dying anyway, and the least you can do, you useless sonofabitch, is fix my fucking coat!"
Genesis started giggling; a few quiet chuckles at first, but they soon morphed into hysterical laughter that echoed off the walls and no matter what he did he couldn't bring himself to stop.