o6 | Dictated

[bustered]

[Angeal Hewley]

Cloud's gone.

[/Angeal Hewley]

[About an hour after that filtered message, Zack addresses the journal without a filter this time. His voice is that mix of neutral and tired that marks familiarity of having to bring the 'not coming back' message to people waiting for their friends and loved ones to come home. Such can be life in SOLDIER.]

For those who knew him, Cloud Strife has gone home.

Comments

[save_the_souls]

Well then don't worry about a thing, we'll make sure everything is perfectly safe.

[bustered]

...Don't jinx it. Knowing this place...

[save_the_souls]

[a small amused sound]

I've been here six years, Zack. I know what things not to say to cause jinx.

[bustered]

Maybe I'm just paranoid then. But it's saved my skin more than once.

[save_the_souls]

I'm sure. There's nothing with erring on the side of caution.

[bustered]

Yeah. But I'll mix it with some trust in your experience too.

[save_the_souls]

Mm, sounds like a good combination to me.

[bustered]

Thanks. I'll drop by the clinic later.

[save_the_souls]

Great. I'll be there.