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[ It's still hard to believe in the end.
Especially after being there for so long, they're finally going home. Or at least... where they feel home would be. They've all been given a choice. He doesn't have to go back. He doesn't have to die. Not again. He can live out the rest of his life in a different way. Away from ShinRa and clones and other horrible things. Away from being chased down and on the run constantly. Finally, he has a choice in all this. And he's decided.
But there's one little thing the administrator warned them about.
'Don't let your thoughts slip. If they slip for even a moment, if you lose your focus, I can't guarantee you'll get where you want to be.'
He'd thought it would be easy enough. He thought he could do it. But one moment, he's thinking of Jim and Benbow and the next-
The next he's landing unceremoniously on dusty, hard ground. Dusty, hard warm ground. With the bright sun above already heating up his once ever freezing body. Damn, it's really warm! And sunny! And as he slowly rolls onto his side, he can see green fields for miles and the clear blue of the sky. It's both exhilarating but also confusing and that's when panic sets in his chest. He's a mess of scrambling limbs as he picks himself up onto his feet, eyes darting every which way, wide with dread. Where's-
He cups his hands in front of his mouth. ]
Kunsel! Jim! [ He pivots. ] Zell!
[ Did he really just mess this up, too? What's going on? ]
Especially after being there for so long, they're finally going home. Or at least... where they feel home would be. They've all been given a choice. He doesn't have to go back. He doesn't have to die. Not again. He can live out the rest of his life in a different way. Away from ShinRa and clones and other horrible things. Away from being chased down and on the run constantly. Finally, he has a choice in all this. And he's decided.
But there's one little thing the administrator warned them about.
'Don't let your thoughts slip. If they slip for even a moment, if you lose your focus, I can't guarantee you'll get where you want to be.'
He'd thought it would be easy enough. He thought he could do it. But one moment, he's thinking of Jim and Benbow and the next-
The next he's landing unceremoniously on dusty, hard ground. Dusty, hard warm ground. With the bright sun above already heating up his once ever freezing body. Damn, it's really warm! And sunny! And as he slowly rolls onto his side, he can see green fields for miles and the clear blue of the sky. It's both exhilarating but also confusing and that's when panic sets in his chest. He's a mess of scrambling limbs as he picks himself up onto his feet, eyes darting every which way, wide with dread. Where's-
He cups his hands in front of his mouth. ]
Kunsel! Jim! [ He pivots. ] Zell!
[ Did he really just mess this up, too? What's going on? ]
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