Second Entry
Snow is delusional.
He swears he can save everyone, but all I see is a fool who can barely save himself.
Once we found his crystallized girlfriend –who by the way doesn't look any older than me, shouldn't there be laws protecting her against perverts like Snow?—he immediately started chipping away like that was going to help. She's made out of crystal. What are you going to do with her if you manage to break her free? She won't change back and she probably weighs a ton so carrying her around will only slow you down.
Lightning tried explaining this to him with a double donkey punch to the face.
Despite it, Snow kept going on. He said our Focus is to save Cocoon, but Lightning quickly reminded him that we're now enemies of Cocoon, so us saving it doesn't make any sense. I really wish we knew what our focus was. It doesn't seem fair that we're branded and given vague clues as to what our mission is. How are we going to get anything done if we're too busy chasing our tails in confusion? Not that I'm in a hurry to turn into a crystal. According to Lightning, her sister was dead. I asked her what makes her believe that and she said that no one's ever woken up. It's only a legend. Maybe she's right. Maybe it's all a bunch of fairy tales to ease those who are chosen. That way, they'll feel like they can work towards something worth fighting for, like eternal youth.
I asked Lightning what she thought of everything. Of us becoming l'Cie and the constant threat of us being captured, killed, or worse turned into monsters as we tried to piece together our vague Focus.
She looked at me and shrugged.
'We're screwed.' She said.
I don't want to die, but at the same time I don't want to become some monster.
I still have a mission to complete and I can't kill Snow if I end up a Cie'th. It just wouldn't be practical or productive. Can you imagine if the entire group turned? I'd be a monster with a grudge against another monster that looks like me. I'd have a hard time getting my revenge and probably end up clawing Sazh thinking he was Snow, and Snow would probably be growling and moaning somewhere because that's what Cie'th do since they don't do much else. That and walk slow. Maybe when he turns he'll still wear his stupid bandana. Yeah. I'm going to murder the Cei'th with the bandana.
Snow, your Cie'th days are numbered.
We left Snow behind. I pray he gets eaten by a pack of ravenous pantherons but I know that won't happen. Snow seems to infuriate my very being down to the last cell so it'd be my luck that he'll somehow survive and show up later with a military escort and a giant ship to back him up. Not that it would happen.
I gotta go. Lightning is glaring at me again and wants to know what I'm scribbling down.
This is our second break since leaving Snow behind and I can tell she's getting annoyed.
I'm fourteen so I'm not the lean, mean, killing machine she is. I only have the power of cute and a boomerang to save me. But give it time. I'll be strong and posing over Snow's corpse in no time.
