( Private to Kurama//Unhackable )

[There's a rustling and the camera shakes at an awkward, weird angle, obviously the SOLDIER gripping it between his shoulder and the side of his head. There's a dusty book in his lap, an encyclopedia of sorts, stolen from the library, and it's spread open in his lap.]All right, the debate needs to come to an end. Which is more frightening? This ( Read more... )

I'm soooo glad Cloud isn't here. I wouldn't have heard the end of it about being neon green. Probably would've called me a cactuar for the next year. Which is still better than what some people around here call me.

Anyone feel like doing something today? Avari? Genesis? Tifa? Aaron? I've got the whole day free.

Bring him home, please. I'll take care of him there.

Nabsy? Zelda? Do either of you know...are there any Sheikah rituals I should do? Anything he would want?

Avari? Up for a little forge work? You did say you were going to help me make my own sword, remember?

I was kind of hoping that Zelda was wrong about the dreams coming.

Turns out she wasn't.

I hate these.

Anyone want to go out monster hunting today? I think we all have some pent up energy we need to work off.

I'll miss you. But, hey, I think we might have had more time together here (that we were conscious of) than we did back home. That's a bonus, right?

Take care of Freki. I...she likes it when you scratch behind her ears before bed. But I'm sure you know that.And don't worry; I'll keep an eye on things here. We all know you can't be in two places at ( Read more... )

I didn't want to post about it, because it seems like it makes it more real when I do. I can't deny it when it's my words, my typing putting it out there, bold and reminding me. Not that it changes anything on who writes it really; it's just harder to deny yourself than other people, I guess ( Read more... )

[And for one of the rare occasions, Zack sounds annoyed. Almost pissed.]

Once we start saying who lives and who dies just to save ourselves...

Don't you see?! We all become the sinners he wants then. We're no different than the killer is! That same drive to hurt and torture one of our own, and for what? To save ourselves? It's so easy to wave ( Read more... )

Um, yeah. About what happened... I'm sorry. I know that we're not the same person, but if I'm being realistic, I shouldn't have been put through the door in the first place. My head wasn't clear, I wasn't focused, and I lost sight of the battle through the war. It won't happen again. Promise, on my honor ( Read more... )