[ the night is quiet and peaceful. if he hadn't known nibelheim all his life, what the people were like, he could even call it idyllic. his mother is delighted to have him home (and with a friend, she hadn't been able to get over that) and the night had gotten away from her. she's out at her garden, harvesting the ingredients for the stew she intends to make for all of them.
he thinks that maybe he'll even say hello to tifa. let himself be seen by the townspeople, show them that he'd made something of himself after all... make the best of what was rapidly becoming a bad situation. ]
I know it's just a place, it's got no power over any of us. That's not the point - there's something in this town [ a pause ] and it's burning.
[ this wasn't what he called to report.
he'd called to report that sephiroth had been acting off. that something was wrong, very wrong, and the secrets in the basement were well beyond what any of them were anticipating on finding. they needed to withdraw, now, and someone needed to do something before sephiroth went somewhere they couldn't draw him back from.
and in a blink it's different.
the blonde grips the phone tightly to his ear, gaze out the window as his mind struggles to process the words he'd just spoken.
it's all burning.
the screaming is what makes it real. ]
He - [ he feels the heat through the window, superheated and burning his palm. he yanks them back and goes for his gun, bolting for the door, the phs still held to his ear. ] I need backup, now! I - shit, I told you! He just -
[ Not my son! Claudia Strife screams in the distance. Please, me and not my so- ]
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Date: 2020-05-14 11:04 pm (UTC)he thinks that maybe he'll even say hello to tifa. let himself be seen by the townspeople, show them that he'd made something of himself after all... make the best of what was rapidly becoming a bad situation. ]
I know it's just a place, it's got no power over any of us. That's not the point - there's something in this town [ a pause ] and it's burning.
[ this wasn't what he called to report.
he'd called to report that sephiroth had been acting off. that something was wrong, very wrong, and the secrets in the basement were well beyond what any of them were anticipating on finding. they needed to withdraw, now, and someone needed to do something before sephiroth went somewhere they couldn't draw him back from.
and in a blink it's different.
the blonde grips the phone tightly to his ear, gaze out the window as his mind struggles to process the words he'd just spoken.
it's all burning.
the screaming is what makes it real. ]
He - [ he feels the heat through the window, superheated and burning his palm. he yanks them back and goes for his gun, bolting for the door, the phs still held to his ear. ] I need backup, now! I - shit, I told you! He just -
[ Not my son! Claudia Strife screams in the distance. Please, me and not my so- ]
MOM!
[ The line goes dead. ]