Jenna ran frantically, her pale blue hair flying behind her. The guards had gotten close so Min told Jenna to run while she caused a distraction. The problem was Jenna couldn't handle herself as well as Min, and kept hearing things people weren't saying. Things they were thinking as the ghost white girl ran by, with her sky blue hair and eyes, in naught but a soaked white dress.
"She must be from Corneo's mansion, poor girl."
"Wowza! Count my lucky stars she's a cute one."
"She looks scared. Why is she dressed like that?"
"Subject spotted."
"Holy shit! They were spotted at the Reactor and Sephiroth decided we wouldn't turn them into the authorities yet? He's not as bad as I though."
Jenna didn't mean to hear them, but she'd been asleep so long it was hard to zone them out. So she ran towards a structure or building she couldn't identify, where there were the least minds shouting. It was dark, dank, and cold, but it was quiet. Well, except she could hear an argument a ways off. Jenna bit her lip and followed the sounds of the voices, as faint as they were. It was better then being alone, and she walked soundlessly.
"Do you know how many people you could have hurt?"
It was an argument then. Or...
"Not another stupid lecture about honor...."
"Angeal, what else could I have done?" The one shouting had red hair and and red coat to match. But something was wrong with him...
"How about not attacking a building during working hours? You could have hurt a civilian or innocent worker!" The owner of his voice had a five o'clock shadow and black hair, wearing that stranger uniform Jenna had seen on the 'SOLDIER' back in the building. He was...off too.
"Angeal, I don't have all the time in the world to wait!"
"Genesis, that's no reason to abandon-"
"Hope, Honor, and Dreams." Jenna stated, reading them before he spoke them. They...felt right.
Genesis and Angeal flipped around, Genesis drawing his blade as Angeal blinked, seeming to observe how odd she was.
"Who are you?" Genesis snapped as Jenna looked at them and closed her eyes.
"I'm sorry...you're both sick...ill. There is no cure that anyone can find." Genesis's eyes widened before he approached.
"How do you-"
"Genesis." Angeal stopped him, his eyes looking up.
"What?" Genesis snapped as Jenna blinked as well. Angeal sighed. "She isn't alone..."
"Watch who you draw your sword on or you may lose that arm!" This voice came from above their heads.