_ Ah, this one was a pain! I wrote it, growled at it...re-wrote it...growled some more and finally...I'm satisfied. Ive been lucky to have a few more people help me out with my writing in the last few weeks so I've been reviewing my earlier chapters as well. But this one was irritating me due to Sephiroth (the bastard...) I wasn't happy with his scene's so I went over them...again and again until I was satisfied. I hope I did a good job V_V;
Thanks be to my readers and people enjoying this story, and biggest thanks to my reviewers, for sticking about while I plow through this mammoth beast of a fic XD and leaving me feedback :)
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Chapter 30
3 weeks earlier…Training room 49th floor
Meia exhaled slowly and dropped her arm to her side, observing the scene before her. A hole was blasted through a panel with the words 'magic barrier –Training level; 3' written across its top. The ruined combat aid hovered in its place for a moment more, before dissipating, only to be replaced with a fresh, intact version. Beside her, Meia's instructor made a sound in his throat that expressed his satisfaction,
"All four elements now, Meia, dare I say I'm impressed?" Sephiroth stated, shifting his head to observe her and cocking an eyebrow. Meia smiled for an instant before flexing her materia arm. She'd been at it for hours, but only now was she beginning to feel tired from her excursions. Sephiroth had arrived about thirty minutes ago, stating he wanted to watch her progress. She hadn't minded of course, but when he soundproofed the room and darkened the glass, she felt there was something else on his agenda…
"I can do better, I'm sure of it…you can be impressed then" She stated casually. Sephiroth chuckled slightly and unfolded his arms,
"Meia, Your improvement is astounding, compared to the skill you started with. So how about giving yourself a break?" He turned to her and smiled. She looked at him, unable to find a sensible argument. Besides, she was tired…and he was probably right. As always…
"Ok then, I'll get some more practice in tomorrow" She began to scratch her head, noticing Sephiroth appeared to want to say something; he was gazing at a spot somewhere near her feet, "What is it? Is there a reason you sealed the room?" She asked him finally. He sighed and flicked his gaze up to meet hers, causing a slight flutter in her chest,
"I'm being posted to the Wutain continent, Meia. I don't know when I'll be back…" He said soberly. Meia pursed her lips and nodded, though unable to hide her disappointment entirely,
"I'm sure you'll be back in no time. What's going on there anyway?" She asked him,
"Some sort of uprising; intelligence reports an army massing and appearing to be making preparations to mobilise. Shinra wants it stopped before it can…"
"So they are sending you?"
"And Angeal and Genesis, plus a small army of SOLDIER's and infantry"
Meia arched her eyebrows, "Wow, the big man is really spooked, huh…" Sephiroth nodded,
"Something like that" He said, stepping away and placing his hand on the smooth magic barrier, patiently waiting to be smashed to pieces.
Meia sighed and looked at his heels. She would miss him; nothing she could tell herself would overshadow that. But as she said, he'd be back, hopefully in time for the winter festival. Despite their promise to each other that their relationship wouldn't change, the kiss had deepened their connection. Meia was still content with the stolen smiles and the way he behaved in her company, but a small part of her longed to sink back into that sofa and into his arms again. She would just have to be strong. She would just have to be patient.
But she still found herself staring at his back, not wanting to step away from this moment. Neither of them had moved, each awaiting the other's silent permission to carry on. Meia exhaled through her nose and stepped up to him quietly. She wanted at least to touch before he left…
Gently she placed her hand on his back, against the soft cascade of hair that fell to meet his thighs. But she felt him tense beneath her fingertips; maybe this wasn't a good idea…
"I'm sorry…I didn't mean to surprise you" She said quietly with a sigh, and removed her hand,
"What have I said about saying sorry" He chastised her, his voice a low purr. Meia looked up and smiled as he took a careful step back, forcing her palm into his hair once more.
Sephiroth closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel the sensation of his hair being stroked gently. Normally…he would hate it. Only a few people were allowed to touch him in such a way, but Meia of course was now one of those people. And he found himself relaxing once more as she gently smoothed and fawned over his long locks. Tensing was something he couldn't help. After all, he was trained to associate a touch with danger. It had taken him a while to learn that not all contact was dangerous, but he still flinched…
"I can stop if you feel uncomfortable, you just have to ask" Meia said quietly,
"It's fine, Meia, I'm not used to it, that's all" He replied calmly. He found himself quite enjoying it, "One thing you have to learn about me, Meia…is a lot of things you take for granted, I was never shown"
"Hmmm…What kind of things?"
Sephiroth sighed and looked down, "Affection for starters…" please don't reject me… "I…learned to associate human contact with pain. Injections, examinations…skin samples…" He swallowed and stopped. Talking about his past was still difficult for him. Breaking his protective barrier was hard, even when he knew almost for certain Meia wouldn't run. But there was always that little voice, at the back of his head…
What if…what if she hates you…what if she thinks you're a freak…
Sephiroth zoned out. He hated that voice; it was much easier to ignore it. Or not allow a situation to arise where it could taunt him. A situation such as this, being given affection by a woman he cared for. Meia's soft sigh brought him round again,
"Of course…I understand" She stated gently, "Although you know logically I won't hurt you, that old…emotional programming kicks in, almost like a primal fear…I can't really blame you" He felt her fingertips though his jacket, scraping his hair together. It sent a shiver down his spine. Sephiroth looked up again and smiled,
"I'm glad you understand, Meia" He told her, ever so quietly.
Meia smiled to herself and continued her silent affections for quite a while, finding it to be surprisingly soothing. She stroked, gathered and ran her fingers through the silver silk,
"When you come back, I'll buy you dinner" She chuckled quietly after sometime. Sephiroth imitated the sound,
"Always bribing me with food, Meia, you know me too well" He said with a contented sigh. His eyes closed slightly and his lips curled into a gentle smile as he felt Meia press her small body against his back, laying her head and hands between his shoulder blades…
I've never been so happy…to be so wrong….He thought.
He let her stay there for a few moments, before turning and placing his hand gently on her head,
"I have to go, we'll see each other soon" He said gently, before striding out of the training room, leaving Meia alone once more. She didn't feel so bad now…
Meia found herself panicking; she was dressed as an enemy commander. She'd even reacquired her headgear so she looked exactly like one of them. And now, she may well be killed for it. She held her hands up as Sephiroth turned to her, his muscles visibly readying for a dash across the distance that separated them. She began to yell out, to tell him to stop, while desperately clawing at the hat and goggles she wore. By now he was moving, the glint of the masamune flashed across her vision and she flung herself backwards in a desperate effort to dodge him. She landed unceremoniously on her backside and succeeded in tearing off the barrier to her identity, avoiding another slash as she did so,
"Sephiroth, stop! It's me!" She yelled, still holding her arm up in a futile effort to stop him. Quickly his face softened into a look of confusion, and then mild shock…
"Meia…? They sent you here?" He stated, lowering and dismissing the masamune from his left hand. Meia breathed a huge sigh of relief and laid back, thanking her lucky stars.
Sephiroth however, was cursing his. That was a bit too close; He had no idea Meia was on this island. What was she doing dressed as one of them? And worse, she had probably witnessed him killing all the enemy soldiers. He swallowed thickly; he hadn't planned on exposing her to that so soon. He rubbed his eyes with a gloved hand and turned, walking away a few paces. Why hadn't he sensed her here? Now he was thinking straight he could feel her. Did his mind focus that much on killing that nothing else mattered? Or was he simply not used to having to identify it. After all, he usually knew where Meia was… He would have to be more alert next time. He heard her get to her feet behind him, as well as the rustle of fabric,
"Well, now I can ditch these clothes at least…" She grumbled, hopping her way out of the trousers she wore. When she was done, she came up beside Sephiroth and removed her phone from the small case at her hip…
"Ah, signal once again" She quipped, flipping her phone open and poking through the address book. Sephiroth pursed his lips; she was trying to act as though she hadn't seen, as though nothing was wrong. But he would have to talk to her later about it,
"Hey Zack, it's me. Come back to the quarry when you're done up there, as quick as you can" She ordered and hung up again. She looked up at Sephiroth, whose expression was stony and quiet and directed at the bloodied pile of bodies in the middle of the quarry. Meia sighed and began to walk towards them, planning to inspect their remains in hopes of finding a sample of the tranquilizer they used.
Although she loathed the thought, Hojo would probably be interested. And if he had a sample, perhaps he could develop a substance to cancel its effects. As she approached, she swallowed and couldn't help but notice the precision of the cuts, the clean surgical way they were executed. It didn't take her long to locate an intact sample and she stowed it in a pack attached to her belt, before turning back to her now commanding officer,
"Sir, Callo is in the cavern, along with a few more members of SOLDIER…we should-" But Sephiroth shook his head,
"Not any more they aren't. The enemy were trying to dispose of their bodies when I arrived. It seems their goal was to destroy the evidence…"
Meia felt a twinge of regret; if only she had attempted to get them out the previous night…"I could have saved them…but I didn't…" She said quietly. Sephiroth shook his head again,
"Hardly, not all of them Meia. It's hard to accept, but there wasn't anything you could have done without risking your own life" He noticed her frown, "What happened isn't your fault"
She looked up at him and nodded solemnly, "So…what now?"
Sephiroth looked towards the cavern, "Now, I have my orders to carry out" He said grimly, before raising his hand, the materia in his arm glowing with fierce intent.
And that was that. Sephiroth had destroyed the cavern and the entire enemy base in a terrifying display of power. Meia knew asking him to stop for the sake of learning about the enemies experiments was futile. Sephiroth would carry his orders out, weather she said something or not. At least she had seen with her own eyes what was going on. And he would ask her when he heard the report in the debriefing…
Three days later – 49th floor – conference room
Lazard drummed his fingers on the glossy wooden table for a few moments. He was scanning Meia's mission report on the screen in front of him. The occupants of the room were all silent. Zack and Renji had carried their orders out perfectly; there was nothing to say to them other than 'good job'. Meia knew Sephiroth was watching her. She could feel his keen eyes on her from across the table. Finally, Lazard let out a long sigh and leaned back,
"Well, considering the circumstances I believe the mission was handled well." He looked at Meia and continued, "Thanks to your leadership, Meia, most of our men are home safely. It is a shame Callo was captured…and killed" He trailed off. Meia thanked the director and resumed staring at her hands.
She had left out the details surrounding Callo's turn to madness. She didn't want to mention Jenova. Not yet, she had a feeling the entity's ties to Sephiroth were significant and if Shinra knew what was happening, more truth would be obscured as a result. Eventually the group was dismissed; everyone followed Lazard out except Sephiroth. He didn't even stir.
Meia slowed as she approached the door and looked back at him. He was sat, arms crossed with his chin resting close to his chest, staring straight ahead. He was brooding…
"Sephiroth…Sir?" She tried to keep her enquiry professional. Asking him on a personal level would break his character and she was aware he didn't want that to happen…
The tall man looked up and flicked his fingers over a panel on the table's surface. Meia was then aware of the door behind her locking.
Ah…he wants to talk…
She figured he wanted to know why Callo had lost his mind, or talk about what she had witnessed. She turned and walked back to the table, resting her hand on the back of a chair. But he didn't talk about either of those things, what he did say, took a moment to sink in…
"How could you be so foolish, Meia" He said flatly. Meia blinked, her eyebrows arching upwards as she took in his words,
"Foolish Sir…?" He was angry. How she hadn't figured it out was beyond her but his mood was plain to see now. His narrowed eyes shot up to meet hers,
"Yes, foolish" He repeated, uncrossing his arms and turning in his chair to face her, "What were you thinking? Planning to storm in there on your own to rescue a few captives…"
"I felt…I felt it was the right course of action, Sir, I'm immune to the darts-"
"You were immune to two of them, who's to say a third wouldn't have put you out?" Sephiroth continued, the anger seeping into his voice, though it was still calm…
Meia cast her eyes about. She was confused, "Sir, you always told me to be more confident, to believe in myself…"
"At the expense of your intelligence?" He replied coldly. Meia was taken aback. He rose and stood over her, giving off the impression he was taller than usual. But she refused to be intimidated. In fact, she refused to play this game anymore,
"Why don't you just say what's on your mind, Sir…" She replied defiantly, but Sephiroth didn't take the bait. Instead he unlocked the door and strode out without a word, leaving Meia holding a heavy heart. What had gone wrong?
Sephiroth was so angry with Meia, he didn't speak to her for a few days. But truth be told, he didn't know how else to feel what was currently eating away at him. But as he rode the lift to the science department, he realised; it was fear. He was still afraid of losing Meia. And he was furious with her for taking such a stupid risk that could have cost her life. Was it normal to want to scream at a loved one…and then take them in your arms and thank Gaia they were still there?
"It's perfectly normal"
"Hmpf, if only it were as easy as you pretend it is" Sephiroth mumbled darkly to Angeal. He had asked their opinions on their way through the building, unable to hide the fact something was bothering him. Angeal crossed his arms and let out a low laugh. Genesis sighed from the corner of the lift,
"You need to talk to her soon, or she'll think she's been cast aside" He drawled. Sephiroth watched him, but there was no sign of the man's usual mocking sarcasm. He was genuinely trying to be helpful this time. Sephiroth sighed and slumped against the back wall of the lift to gaze at the ceiling…
If this happened every time Meia was sent on a mission without him, he wasn't sure how well he could keep handling it. She was calm and level headed, but she still retained a sense of naivety. Recklessly diving in the mako pool to save the child. Planning a lone assault of the enemy base. Her decisions were brave and selfless, but at times…utterly stupid. Why didn't she value her own life as much as he valued it? Sephiroth closed his eyes; he was almost insulted by the thought.
"Wonder what the sadist wants today…" Angeal grumbled darkly as the lift pinged to a halt on their destined floor, bringing Sephiroth back to his senses. All three men filed out and headed towards the largest lab on the floor; Hojo's lab. When they entered, it was devoid of all personnel except the head scientist himself, who was busy muttering under his breath. He was studying a rack which held a fair few vials of fluid,
"I'm glad you finally decided to show, some of us actually have work to get on with" Hojo commented casually, "At least someone is on time" He gestured towards a group of four large examination tables, one of which was host to the seated form of Meia. She gave the group of men a nervous smile and carried on rubbing her arm slowly.
"Get your coats and armor off, I need to use your bodies" Hojo instructed quite casually. The man was in quite a good mood, for him at least. The insults so far had been mild…whatever he was working on, it was pleasing him immensely. After the three of them had stripped off their uniforms, leaving them feeling very naked despite still being clothed decently, they were instructed to sit on a bed each and wait. Sephiroth risked a glance at Meia before he claimed the bed beside her; her confused, almost pleading gaze made his heart sink…But something about it also made him slightly angry…
"Thanks to someone having a brain and bringing me a sample of the substance the enemy had developed, I have been able to work on an antidote…of sorts" Hojo began in his usual self-important tone, wheeling a table between the four beds. They were relieved to see it contained small, normal looking, needles.
As Hojo reached for one of them, the lab door slid open again, admitting the portly form of Professor Hollander. Hojo clicked his tongue,
"It's about time. If you must insist on handling your own business, have the decency to be here on time" He grumbled at the man. Hollander offered his apologies before joining the small group.
"Now to test the antidote, we of course have to knock you all out…" Hojo continued his lecture like explanation, preparing to inject Sephiroth, "We'll go right ahead and start you on three times the dose in the enemy guns, Sephiroth. I think it's safe to assume if Miss LeSait can withstand a double dose, so can you"
Sephiroth raised an eyebrow as he felt the tiny prick of the needle. Hojo had used his name…he was in a good mood…he watched Hollander administer the drug to Angeal and Genesis, who were sat opposite him and Meia. It looked like they were staring from dose number one…
After Meia was injected with a triple dose as well, they waited. None of them were even made drowsy by their first administration so the two scientists continued. After the fifth vial, Genesis began to show signs of drowsiness and the sixth took him out. Angeal went on his seventh.
"This is your fourth now, LeSait. Anything?"
"Nope….oh wait…yea, I'm getting sleepy…" Meia responded, blinking slowly through the fog clouding her vision. The last thing she felt was another needle prick, before she collapsed backwards onto the bed, sound asleep.
Putting Sephiroth out was quite impossible, however. He didn't even feel drowsy as the ninth dose was given to him and he sat with his arms crossed. Hojo seemed to be pleased with this, however…
"I don't think we can pump it into you fast enough. Most likely your liver and kidneys are dissolving the tranquilizer before it can affect you. You would die of anaemia before you were put to sleep" He proclaimed, almost proudly. Hollander was visibly fed up with the sounds of his boss's voice…
Hojo then proceeded to test the antidote on the sleeping SOLDIER's, which worked almost instantly,
"Good… this is an excellent result. I can formulate a vaccination from this data. You are all dismissed, try to leave quietly…"
"I feel like I've lost several days to sleep" Genesis groaned, rubbing his forehead, "I'm gonna head off…go listen to some rock music or something"
"Oh yes, because that will really help your head, Genesis" Angeal replied sarcastically, earning him a glare from the aforementioned. Sephiroth smirked ever so slightly before letting his eyes wander to Meia standing in the corner of the lift. She hadn't said a word to any of them the whole time and was currently staring at the floor…
He didn't want to initiate anything in front of Angeal or Genesis, mostly out of respect. He knew full well how awkward it was to be caught in the middle of a personal dispute between two people. He wanted to talk to her again though, to tell her why he was acting the way he was. Now he was less inclined to have his words fueled by anger…Sephiroth closed his eyes and tried not to remember how he had behaved earlier in the week. Of course, he always remembered…
He looked up as Meia stopped the lift on the SOLDIER floor, catching her glance at him as the doors closed. He sighed to himself; he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse that Meia was so level headed. At least if she acted like a petulant child, he would have an excuse to avoid her until she 'calmed down'. As it was, she did a very good job of provoking his feelings of guilt, despite the fact he thought she acted recklessly. But that wasn't her fault, and he chastised himself for thinking that way. Meia's calm, logical way of dealing with things between them was very convenient in his eyes. She would wait until the end of time for him to come to her…but that wouldn't be necessary…
Later that day…
B class Residential building – 18:13
Meia sighed and stared at her misty reflection in the mirror. What did I do to make him so mad…she released her dry hair from the band that kept it piled on her head, letting it fall heavily across her damp shoulders and back. I need a haircut…
She reached for an old, threadbare shirt that was far too big for her and pulled it over her head. Meia was hungry, but didn't feel like going anywhere to get food. She had trained all day, materia and weapons, only to be subjected to Hojo's new science project at the end of it. Sleep was the only thing her body would willingly submit to at this stage. Maybe once she'd taken a nap…
She looked up as someone knocked on her door several times, "Who is it…" She answered, not bothering to mask the fact she'd rather not be disturbed.
"It's me, Meia…" Sephiroth replied.
Quickly Meia located her soft robe and slipped it on before opening her door, "Hi…"
Sephiroth presented the coffee he brought her, "Can I come in?"
Meia nodded a few times and accepted the hot beverage, before moving aside to let him past her, "sit anywhere, I don't mind" She instructed him, clicking the door closed again and locking it. He chose to sit on the end of her small bed, his lips curling into a smile as she moved past him. He missed her presence, her smell…
"Are you here to reprimand me again?" She asked him, straight out this time. She settled carefully amongst her pillows and watched him. Sephiroth sighed,
"I'm here to explain the way I've been acting the last two days"
"So you're not sorry for what you said in the briefing room?"
Sephiroth fixed her with his eyes, "No, I'm not" He said steadily, noting her lips press together, "I meant what I said; I'm just sorry I couldn't stay there and see it through"
Meia shook her head and stared at the lid of the coffee cup, "You basically called me an idiot, Sephiroth…how do you think that made me feel?"
"How do you think I felt when I hear you were willing to risk your life on a whim?" Sephiroth replied coolly. He wasn't angry anymore, merely disappointed. But he had a feeling she wouldn't appreciate him hopping around the bush…
Meia stared at him a moment…"So you're angry with me because of what I chose to do on that island? I thought you wanted me to be more confident…"
"I do, Meia, you are an amazing…"
"…SOLDIER, yea yea…I know…."
"….woman, Meia" Sephiroth said firmly, stopping her in her tracks, "And when your confident, you become even more so. But overconfidence will be the end of you" He lent back against the wall, noting Meia had finally begun to drink her coffee to steady her nerves.
"There is a vast difference between being confident and knowing your limits" He carried on, gently now that Meia was subdued, "Yes you could take two darts, but anymore and you would have been captured" He looked at her again; she was listening to him, a pained look on her face,
"You're not me" He said plainly, watching the reaction it invoked from her.
"Of course I'm not! The reason I try so hard is because I want you to see I can take care of myself…"
"You made a reckless and foolish decision, Meia" Sephiroth wasn't going to back down, not this time. Not until she realised…"I know you try hard, but you have to be careful too. Know your limits…"
"So I should have just left Callo, then…"
"Yes"
"How can you say that?" Meia exclaimed, her eyebrows drawn together,
"Because, I value your life more than His" He said plainly. Meia was shocked. At once he was utterly heartless…and totally devoted to her. She didn't know how to take it,
"Your honesty is…brutal, Sephiroth" She said quietly. He snorted softly,
"Maybe, but that's how I am. I won't lie to you" He raised his chin slightly, "You made me so angry, Meia, that I couldn't talk to you for fear of lashing out. You're important to me, as is Angeal and Genesis and I will not have you take stupid risks that could end in your death"
Meia stared at her cup. He wasn't shouting, wasn't even speaking firmly. But Sephiroth's message was plain,
"To be a good SOLDIER…" She began quietly, "I have to be more like you…that is what you're saying isn't it?"
"Correct" He replied flatly, "Promise me you'll think better in the future, I can't lose you, Meia…"
She stared at him for a while; his steady unblinking gaze was unsettling. But he had a point; if she got herself killed, Jenova would be free to work her way into his mind. Then only Gaia knows what would happen…This was Sephiroth's version of tough love, she wondered how far he would go to protect her…
"Would you ever dismiss me from SOLDIER? If you thought I couldn't handle it?"
"I can't dismiss you, but I can stop you from going on missions" He replied, "If keeping you safe means keeping you away from missions, then so be it"
"You're very possessive, aren't you?" Meia stated quietly. Sephiroth let out a sharp laugh and looked at her,
"Something tells me you don't mind, Meia…" He replied, almost seductively, though she was sure he didn't realise it. Meia's eyes flicked to her cup again and he carried on,
"You're a strong woman on the outside, but deep inside…you want nothing more than to feel the protection you once had, when your grandparents were still alive…"
"How could you…" Meia was in disbelief. He had never been so presumptuous with her, never been so forward…
"You try desperately to win my approval, to train hard every day so that I won't be disappointed…"
"You can stop now…why are you being so cruel…"
"So I'm right then" He arched a slender eyebrow as she pushed her trembling lips together and nodded. Sephiroth sighed and rubbed his forehead; he hadn't actually intended to be so harsh…"It's not cruelty, Meia…It's the truth"
"I know, but it hurts…"
"And I'm not the person your mother was" He said warmly as he rose, taking a closer position to Meia's outstretched legs, "You don't need to try so hard, you already have my approval…" He placed his hand over her calf and hesitated a moment, before laying its large span across the smooth skin of her leg. Meia sniffed back her welling tears and bit her lip,
"How long have you known…?"
"Only a few days, it came to me when I locked myself in the training room to let off some steam. I remembered what you told me that summer's night and I realised what you were doing, even if you didn't…"
Meia took a long gulp of coffee and wiggled her toes, "I think deep down I did. I was just reluctant to accept that she had hurt me so much. I wish I had the strength to ask her why she treated me the way she did…maybe that's another reason I try so hard" Meia mused. They sat in silence a while before she eventually sighed,
"I'll think before I act next time, I promise. Now I think of it, the plan was quite stupid, wasn't it…"
Sephiroth chuckled gently, "Yes it was. Your subordinates admire you, Meia, that much is plain to see. They would follow you anywhere…and that's another reason you have to think" He began again, gently stroking her leg with his thumb, "You lost one man, but in doing so you became responsible for two more, plus your own life…"
"I understand" Meia said with a tired sigh, "Why are you always right?" She added, noting Sephiroth's smile,
"I don't want to lose you, Meia. I gave you my heart…you should take better care of it"
Meia couldn't help but smile and shake her head. He was so arrogant, but he was right and she couldn't argue with him, "Will do, Sir" She replied finally, giving him a sheepish smile. Sephiroth returned it and lent back against the wall again, exhaling a long sigh.
"I'm only hard on you because I'm worried what will happen if I'm not there…"
"I guess I still have a lot of learning to do, before I can take care of myself. I shouldn't be such a burden, I'll do better next time…I promise"
"Thank you Meia" Sephiroth looked at her and smiled, "Now, I distinctly remember you saying something about dinner before I left for Wutai…"
Meia grinned and shook her head, "give me a moment to get changed then"
Get that man some food! His mean-o-meter needs refueling XD
Next chapter - The first consiquence of Sephiroth and Meia's lie rears it's ugly head...in the form of Hojo's never ceasing experiments...
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