Day 56: Kelley Street (Early Afternoon)
Right now, Lightning couldn't decide if walking alone was better or worse than wandering the town's stores with Snow had been. She had no issue with going solo, of course... but it was a little uncanny to be doing it somewhere she had no information on- everywhere she'd ever been before, whether it be on a mission or otherwise, she'd always known something, but this wasn't even Cocoon, so...!
On the other hand, she wasn't having to deal with the other l'Cie's uniquely-irritating comments, nor the near-constant reminder of what the institute had apparently done to him somehow. It was something that, as terrible as it was to acknowledge it, she had no idea how to fix yet... and that he obviously didn't understand the scope of himself at all.
She let out a long sigh that quickly condensed in the air in front of her, very much still annoyed at the steady downfall of flakes clinging to her hair and clothing. At least she was quickly learning how to deal by now, keeping her hands firmly in coat pockets this time- that way, it was a little better when they hadn't had the chance to get cold in the first place.
Not that she was just wandering aimlessly, or had time to be concerned with something like the cold or... distinctly non-waterproof quality of the shoes she was wearing. She stopped, briefly frowning straight down at the snow lying gathered around her feet, before turning her gaze down the length of this latest street instead. She knew perfectly well that she was being followed by the soldiers still (it was hard not to tell when the already-sparse crowd had thinned to almost nothing at all), but couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she just made a break for it here and now. How far would she even get, equipped as she was...?
[ "...But I do know that we can't lose Hope." ]
On the other hand, she wasn't having to deal with the other l'Cie's uniquely-irritating comments, nor the near-constant reminder of what the institute had apparently done to him somehow. It was something that, as terrible as it was to acknowledge it, she had no idea how to fix yet... and that he obviously didn't understand the scope of himself at all.
She let out a long sigh that quickly condensed in the air in front of her, very much still annoyed at the steady downfall of flakes clinging to her hair and clothing. At least she was quickly learning how to deal by now, keeping her hands firmly in coat pockets this time- that way, it was a little better when they hadn't had the chance to get cold in the first place.
Not that she was just wandering aimlessly, or had time to be concerned with something like the cold or... distinctly non-waterproof quality of the shoes she was wearing. She stopped, briefly frowning straight down at the snow lying gathered around her feet, before turning her gaze down the length of this latest street instead. She knew perfectly well that she was being followed by the soldiers still (it was hard not to tell when the already-sparse crowd had thinned to almost nothing at all), but couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she just made a break for it here and now. How far would she even get, equipped as she was...?
[ "...But I do know that we can't lose Hope." ]