Post by Angeal on Jul 30, 2011 23:23:44 GMT -5
First he was dead..now he wasn't? What was going on? The raven-haired male awoke in the middle of the town of Nibelheim, his buster sword was gone, long ago given to a promising young SOLDIER by the name of Zack Fair. Monstrous white wings were curled around his still form protectively, and he was curled in the fetal position, wearing his First class SOLDIER outfit. The plain blade strapped across his back. Mako-tainted gaze slowly fluttered open, and he sat up slowly, aching from head to foot. He gazed around, the town was absolutely empty. Angeal Hewley had been revived, by what, he did not know but he was going to find out as soon as possible.
This whole scenario with him being reborn slashed his dying with honor way of life. He had died by Zack's reluctant hand. Even now, Angeal felt supreme guilt for making the boy do that. The two had been good friends..no, great friends and Angeal, in his heart, had betrayed that bond. He clenched his hands into fists, and slowly stood, stretching out muscles that were tense. He winced as he heard a few bones crack.
At 25, Angeal felt like an old man some days because of the past he had left behind. Gazing around again, he brushed some loose black strands of hair from his brilliant gaze. First he had to find food and water, then the search for the others like Genesis, and..he frowned Sephiroth would begin. He had to find Zack as well, though he doubted that would be a good idea. Zack had seen him die, and Angeal coming back like this would be a bad enough situation to make the young man have a possible heart attack. Angeal shook that out of his mind, and focused on getting his muscles un-knotted.
After a good, long stretch, heavy black boots fell onto the ground as he walked around the town of Nibelheim. He wondered..where would there be food exactly? Not in these buildings surely. A frown appeared on his face "I should go to a hotel..or maybe a cafe" He mused thoughtfully as his stomach gave an agreeing rumble.
This whole scenario with him being reborn slashed his dying with honor way of life. He had died by Zack's reluctant hand. Even now, Angeal felt supreme guilt for making the boy do that. The two had been good friends..no, great friends and Angeal, in his heart, had betrayed that bond. He clenched his hands into fists, and slowly stood, stretching out muscles that were tense. He winced as he heard a few bones crack.
At 25, Angeal felt like an old man some days because of the past he had left behind. Gazing around again, he brushed some loose black strands of hair from his brilliant gaze. First he had to find food and water, then the search for the others like Genesis, and..he frowned Sephiroth would begin. He had to find Zack as well, though he doubted that would be a good idea. Zack had seen him die, and Angeal coming back like this would be a bad enough situation to make the young man have a possible heart attack. Angeal shook that out of his mind, and focused on getting his muscles un-knotted.
After a good, long stretch, heavy black boots fell onto the ground as he walked around the town of Nibelheim. He wondered..where would there be food exactly? Not in these buildings surely. A frown appeared on his face "I should go to a hotel..or maybe a cafe" He mused thoughtfully as his stomach gave an agreeing rumble.