A Day in the Life
Collection of drabbles.
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Reno stood just outside the ruins of Sector 7 and looked on with a blank expression. His eyes were glazed and he felt as if he were looking through the scene before him, instead of surveying the damage. The bomb had been effective enough, though he figured Shinra wouldn't be happy to hear Strife and his friends had gotten away… again. They were always… in the way. Reno couldn't explain them any other way. They irritated him to no end.
But now we have the Ancient, Reno thought. He wasn't actually thrilled by the news, however. He knew Shinra believed the girl would unlock the key to the Promised Land, but Reno was less than sure it even existed. He'd seen her many times before, and though she didn't talk much, she didn't look like someone harboring this kind of secret. She actually looked like she could care less about such a place—and so could he.
The cigarette he'd been smoking smoldered for a few extra seconds after he dropped it to the ground, and then it went out as he watched the glow slowly disappear. Just like the flames from the blast. Most of what was left was buried under the plate, but smoke rose steadily from the wreckage, coating the sky with an extra blanket of pollution—clouding the city.
Reno had been hired before to do similar… incidents, but this time he couldn't take his eyes off of his own handiwork. He wasn't remorseful, he'd shamelessly admit. There was a certain grace to it this time.
He was certain Strife hadn't had the time to evacuate everyone before the plate fell.
Raising his head, Reno looked past the plate, the ruins, and caught sight of the SEC building poised in the middle of the sky. Right, he sighed, mission accomplished.
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to be continued.