Author: Vincent Valentine, Sev Visagery, and Cloud Strife
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Date Posted: 12:26:00 07/12/01 Thu
Vincent feels an irrational twinge of irritation at Teresa, cracking jokes at a time like this. This is no time for humor, this is the time to save your breath for fighting, to stay on your guard. But then, he is not one to speak. The Turks were never a very militant bunch, and he could remember more than one time when he was still a "rookie," running side by side with Sev or Tasha, shouting dirty jokes to each other.
It had been a good time. They would never have been able to get through what they did without being able to laugh. You can't lose your sense of humor, when you're a killer. That's when you begin to go insane.
Sev flags down a taxi. "Just go where I tell you to go," he says before climbing in. The cabbie does not remark on Sev's shredded, dusty clothing. That's probably normal for him, as a matter of fact. A few moments later, the taxi is cruising down the street with Sev staring intently at his watch, barking lefts and rights.
"Lian!" Cloud hisses from behind the woman. He managed to circle around without incident, but Lian is standing with her back to him, craning her neck at something in the distance. "What's wrong?" he whispers, going to stand next to her.
OOC: Lord, I hate it when I burn out towards the end of the post.
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