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Angeal was alive. Or well, as alive as one could be after being pulled her instead of dying. The whole deal with this world was confusing to Zack, but was that a surprise? This was a man of little thought process and all puppy persona. It took everything in him not to run off to Torensten to start yelling "Aaaaangeal." in hopes that he would just show up out of nowhere. Some part of him knew that he needed to calm down before facing his former mentor. There was a lot to unpack with what he had to tell Angeal.
Like the fact that he was here because of Shinra. The military had shot him and now he was here living a second life. Oh, also that he had not only killed him but also Genesis? Who knows what happened to Sephiroth. Well, people knew but he didn't. He was never really close to the Silver General, so it wasn't surprising that he wasn't sure where he had gone off to. It was pretty cool to know they were all here though!
Crap. He was lost again. At least this time he was in a town it seemed, so that was a plus. A sign said 'Provo' and he smiled. He was slowly learning his way around! Though, he wasn't sure he was excited to be here as he saw some buildings had been through the ringer. Heading over to the area, he noticed that there were quite the numbers of official looking people.
Did that stop Zack Fair? Not at all. Buster Sword safely on his back, Zack smirked. Waiting until the ones patrolling were heading in another direction or talking with one another, he quickly made his way into a destroyed building next to the big one and dipped down. At the next opening, he jumped out and ran over to the ruins. Finally getting inside, he looked around. "Man, what happened here?"
[attr=class,lyric1]gonna keep on keeping on the only
[attr=class,lyric2]way i know how
[attr=class,bulk] It had taken Prompto five days to get from Provo to Torensten on foot. They’d been five long, sweaty days of sore feet and boredom and no one talk to but himself which he had when he didn’t think anyone was around to listen. The way back from Torensten to Provo was much easier. Caius had let him borrow the money for an airship, and boy was it cool.
Prompto had been on an airship before, of course. But he still couldn’t help half hanging off the railing and staring down at the ground below him, grinning ear to ear as the wind blew through his hair and everything was so small on the earth below. He spent half his time at the railing and half his time eyeing what he could see of the ship’s inner components and then another half sleeping but he didn’t count that part because that would make three halves.
Then they were at Provo and Prompto was walking down the gangway and it really hit him. He hadn’t made much progress at all yet, had he?
Started in Provo. Back at Provo. He had Caius’ help now, but that was it. Though that wasn’t anything small.
Positive thoughts. Prompto took a deep breath and forced himself upbeat, doing a little hop to keep his head on straight. He just had to make it back to Sonora. From Provo, he should be able to take the road north then maybe hop a train and…
And…
Nope. He wouldn’t get lost in the process. He’d just take one step at a time. He’d worry about how to find this Cissnei woman once he got to Sonora.
For now, he had the day in Provo. It probably wasn’t a good idea to start up the road out of town this late in the day. So that meant he’d have to stay the night. What would he do with all this time?
He started walking before he’d made a decision. His feet chose the path for him.
They took him to the Rising Stones.
He didn’t know why he went there. It was his feet making the decisions, after all. But then he was rounding a familiar street corner and he saw that familiar ruined square. There’d been some work done on it in the week he’d been gone. He could tell where some of the debris had been cleared away and where some of the gravel dust had been swept up into little piles. The collapsed buildings were still there, but what did he expect to happen to them in a week? Prompto didn’t realize how long he’d been standing still until someone bumped into him and he blinked, looking up and muttering an apology on instinct. There were people bustling through here, careful to avoid all the worst of wreckage, and then there was him just…staring at it all.
He was stalling. He knew. Sooner or later, he’d have to decide if he wanted to stop by the Rising Stones or not. If he did, he’d have to tell Alex everything and apologize for running off like he did. If he didn’t then he might never see Alex again, and he’d just disappear into a Sonoran prison. That didn’t seem right. Even if he didn’t like Alex much, he deserved better than that.
”Oh man…” Prompto shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He wished someone else was there with him to tell him what to do. It’d be a lot easier to face Alex if he had Noctis at his side.
He was braver with Noctis around. And cooler too. If Noctis was here…
He was knocked out of his thoughts when he noticed something moving in the rubble. A man. Was he…climbing it?
”Wha…?” Prompto stared for a minute. Then he rubbed his eyes and stared some more. Yeah, that was definitely a man. He looked kind of like Gladio from a distance with his big sword and slicked back hair, but he was smaller than Gladio, and Gladio hated shirts too much to be caught in a turtleneck.
Huh.
”Er…Does anyone else see that?” He looked around, but no one seemed to care about either the man or Prompto enough to stop and look. Okay. Cool.
Meanwhile, the mysterious big sword man was slipping off inside the wrecked buildings. Which was…kind of suspicious.
It was also not his problem. But something pulled him to go investigate anyway. Hadn’t Alex said there were suspicious people roaming around? What if this guy did something to hurt the Rising Stones?
Oh boy.
There were some people gathered around where he went. Prompto thought they looked like city officials, and as he casually strolled towards them, he thought they must have been because he heard them talking about wreckage removal and property damages. Prompto wasn’t very good at acting natural when he was doing something suspicious. What he was pretty good at was staying out of site until someone looked the other way. He’d infiltrated Niflheim army bases before. And the debris gave him plenty of cover to work with.
So he walked casually up until going further would have been suspicious then waited to make sure no one was looking at him before he ducked behind a big slab of concrete that was stuck in the middle of the road. He crouched there, moving forward slowly and steadily on his heels until he made it to the end of the slab, waited until no one was looking, and darted behind a big sign that had fallen off the wreckage. He did this until he made it to the same entrance the mysterious sword guy had gone through and then he stood, brushing himself off.
”Easy,” he said to himself. The ruins were pretty dark and pretty cramped. The outside was mostly blocked off by the caved-in walls, but every once in a while the ceiling was cracked enough to let in a dusty stream of sunlight. Prompto squinted into the gloom.
”If I was a suspicious sword guy, where would I be…?”
That depended on what that guy wanted. Which was also up in the air. Maybe he’d come running in after another mysterious guy who’d run in after a different mysterious guy and they were all just wondering what the other one was doing.
Probably not though.
”Hey!” Prompto whispered loudly into the gloom. ”Anybody there?”
Zack was having a pretty good time in the rubble, which showed by the smile on his face as he jumped from one nearly collapsed part to another, seeing just how long he could keep it up before it caved out from underneath him. Did he think about that result? Not at all, those thoughts were for people who worried too much. You can't have fun if you're thinking into the future and not thinking about the present. Stress causes wrinkles. Or was that frowning? Either way, Zack tried not to do either, and it showed.
Though he did almost fall when he heard a voice. Thinking it was just in his head, he continued on. Then he heard it again, someone asking if anyone was there. "No, not at all!" He couldn't be found! They would make him leave, and quite possibly arrest him. Then again, yelling back probably gave him away so that probably wasn't the smartest idea. Making his way to a pile of rubble, he hid behind it and tried to find where the voice was coming from.
As he finally found it, he smiled. The guy didn't look like any of the official people he had seen outside, so to him, it was a good sign. Deciding that he shouldn't take any chances, he backed up out of view. "If you wanna get me, you gotta find me!" Climbing up the rubble might not have been a smart move, but to him it was a great way to escape for the moment. He had the advantage at the moment, being much higher up than the new blonde that looked weirdly enough like Cloud.
Wait, could that be his friend? He looked about the right height, but the voice didn't match at all. His attire was different, but Zack had only seen his friend in Shinra uniforms so that wasn't much help. The spiky hair was a little different as well, so he wasn't really that hopeful. Still, a little game was what his mind was on at the moment. Was it dangerous? Oh most definitely. Was it fun? Also yes.
[attr=class,lyric1]gonna keep on keeping on the only
[attr=class,lyric2]way i know how
[attr=class,bulk] There was the crunching of boots on loose stone. Dust burst above him as the debris shifted. Then someone called back to him, ”No, not at all!”
”Huh?” Prompto didn’t know what to say to that. This whole thing was all so weird that it felt like his brain was checking a manual to figure out what to do next. ’In case of a weird guy jumping around on rubble and pretending he’s not there, check page four hundred thirty-two.’
The voice came from above him. ”If you wanna get me, you gotta find me!” He looked up in time to see the flash of a devilish grin and then the man was gone.
Was this real?
”Seriously?” Prompto groaned. ”Oh man…”
It was pretty dangerous in here. He knew that. He knew that it was even more dangerous with a crazy guy climbing the rubble, and it did not sound like that guy was particularly light footed. Prompto didn’t even know what he was doing in here except that the guy was suspicious and he had to be up to something. Why else would he be jumping around? For fun?
It sure didn’t look fun to him.
”Okay, Prompto. You got this. Just gotta…find the crazy guy.”
A totally normal thing to do. Totally.
”You’ve climbed things before. You’re a great climber! Not as good as Noctis, but you’ve always had to keep up with him. If you can catch him then you can catch whoever this is!”
This guy couldn’t warp or anything! Easy as cake.
Still, Prompto continued to stand there. He wasn’t climbing.
Prompto took a long breath and let it out. One foot in front of the other. He moved towards the nearest piece of debris and started to climb.
He wanted to say that he was cool and fast and that the climb didn’t bother him at all. He wanted to say that he just brushed off the scrapes to his hands and that he didn’t stop and pray every time the ground shifted under him. He wanted to say all that, but he couldn’t. The best he could say was that he kept going. Despite everything, he kept moving forward.
Which earned him a vantage point above the first level of debris where the sunlight streaked in through holes rather than cracks. He looked around. ”Okay! I’m here! Don’t do anything stupid! Or dangerous! Like attacking me from behind! That’d be really dangerous!”
For the guy. Not for Prompto. Prompto would handle it real cool cause he was a sharpshooter and this guy wouldn’t stand a chance.
Oh man, what was he doing here?
”You should probably leave! This place isn’t gonna hold for long…”
Zack could hear confusion in the blondes voice and he gave a smirk. Mind you, he knew that what he was doing could be dangerous, but he could handle it. He was a trained SOLDIER after all. If he couldn't handle some falling rocks, then he should give up the Buster Sword now and burn his uniform. Though, after all that happened, he should burn it anyways. That was besides the point though. Right now, it was time for a game of cat and mouse.
Now Zack knew better than to go really high up, so he stayed close to the middle of the opening in the building, hiding behind things, and walking as quietly as he could. Yes, that in fact was pretty hard for him to do, but it was worth it for the chase. Zack could hear the man talking, but he couldn't really figure out what he was saying. He knew he was coming off as crazy, as it happened quite often for him. He just like living life to the fullest, what harm could come of that?
From his hiding spot, he could see the other man starting to climb, and he smiled. Truth be told, Zack just wanted to see what this guy was made of. Not that it would change anything, Zack would still talk to him and maybe be his friend. Having someone he could train with or go on adventures with would be great, so this was like an interview of sorts. The guy wasn't doing too bad!
The blonde made it to the first level, then stated that attacking him from behind would be dangerous. Zack smirked as he quietly snuck down and stepped lightly under he was behind the blonde. "I won't attack you, but that won't stop me from spooking you! So, um, boo!" He made sure to stay close just in case he really did scare the guy and he ended up jumping and falling off. Zack could catch him from here.
At the mention of the place being unstable, Zack looked around. "You're probably right, but it seems to be holding pretty well for now." He looked over at the blonde with a smile on his face. "Name's Zack, Zack Fair. What brings you over here anyways?" Like he had any room to talk about being in weird places, doing weird things. This was Zack after all, nothing he did made much sense.
[attr=class,lyric1]gonna keep on keeping on the only
[attr=class,lyric2]way i know how
[attr=class,bulk] What did Prompto say about sneaking up behind him?
He was already so frazzled, so on edge, so horribly aware of how alone he was that when he heard the voice sound from way too close behind his back, he let out a startled shriek and whipped himself around, stumbling backwards to make space as he summoned his pistols into his hands with a flash of blue light. He stared, wide-eyed, at the figure standing there and slowly his brain started to catch up under the sea of panic that flooded it.
Had he…seriously said ’Boo?’
”Huh?” Prompto stared at him for what was probably ten seconds but felt more like ten minutes. His heart was beating in his throat. ”Uh…”
What brought him here?
”Oh, uh. You know. Just. Hanging around,” he said weakly before his thoughts caught up to him again and he shook his head sharply, ”Wait, what do you mean what brought me here? I’m here because you looked suspicious!”
Maybe he should have dialed it down a bit considering this guy was crazy and had a sword the size of a tree. But he really hadn’t appreciated this guy’s little prank.
”S-so. What’re you doing here? Cause this place got wrecked by somebody like a few weeks ago, and it’s pretty suspicious to be climbing around in here. Especially with a big sword like that!”
Big sword…He’d heard about a big sword before, hadn’t he?
”Hang on…” Prompto frowned. What had Alex told him about it? ”The guy who wrecked it had a big sword too. I guess…it was big enough to do this.” He gestured around them. What had this building even been before it had toppled over? It was all just a big pile of stone and bricks now.
”My friend’s guild got messed up too. So if somebody’s doing something suspicious, I’ve got to stop it!” Did he really, though? ”Though, uh. We probably shouldn’t fight or anything. Since guys fighting caused all this mess in the first place. Plus it’s like really unstable in here so…”
Now, Zack hadn't even thought that the man in front of could be armed. He didn't see any weapons, but Zack knew he should know better than that. So, when the blonde shrieked, Zack only had a smile on his face about it for a moment, before realizing that he now had guns pointed at him. Well, at least it was only one person, not a whole army. Zack threw his hands up, showing he wasn't about to attack the guy. "Hey now, I'm not gonna hurt you. Just having some fun is all." This was going well.
The question he asked was answered, and then turned back around on him. "Oh, yeah. I guess I probably did look a little odd sneaking in here, huh?" Looking around, Zack realized he didn't really have a good answer for the question. He really didn't have a good reason for being in here, so he probably would still end up looking suspicious. He had really dug himself a whole with all of this. "Well, uh. I just thought it looked interesting." He didn't get to say much else before the blonde continued on.
Well, it looked like the Buster Sword had been recognized. Zack was confused though. Someone else with a big sword? Was he saying it was the same sword though? There would only be two others that could possibly have the same sword, and the last time he had seen either of them, neither was in a state to do this much damage in a fight. Then again, they could have been pulled from a time in their lives where they were still able to fight.
Zack didn't have too much time to think anymore about it because the blonde was still going. He seemed a little nervous, since he was talking so much. Then again, Zack could talk a lot at times too. "Look, I know it all seems suspicious, but I swear I didn't do any of this. I only know a few people here, and none of them are people I wanna fight. I'm just here looking around." Would the guy believe him? Well, he sure hoped so.
[attr=class,lyric1]gonna keep on keeping on the only
[attr=class,lyric2]way i know how
[attr=class,bulk] At the side of his guns, the man backed down, hands in the air. He tried to talk his way back too. He’d just been having…some fun?
Prompto gave himself a moment for his thoughts to catch up to him and then he slowly, reluctantly, lowered his pistols. The guy didn’t look like he wanted a fight. It was always possible that he’d attack once Prompto’s guard was lowered, but that’s why he was still holding his guns even if he wasn’t aiming them. He still didn’t quite trust it yet.
Because the guy didn’t really have much of a story. He thought it looked interesting in this massive field of unstable debris. It was possible, sure, and it matched up with what Prompto had seen so far with him hopping around and everything, but he found it more likely that he was lying. Maybe this place had been messed up on purpose during that fight, and this guy was friends with one of the other guys and had come back to grab something. Or maybe…
Maybe…
Nah, that was the only idea he had. He didn’t want to tax his imagination too much.
”You’re just…looking around?” Prompto repeated. He titled his head. ”Well what’re you looking for?”
Yeah, that’d trip him up! Or maybe he’d just tell him the truth. Or maybe there was no truth and this guy really had just wandered in off the street because he thought it was really exciting to hop around on piles of concrete.
”Cause a lot’s been going on around here, and people are really on edge, you know? I guess I kind of am too. I’ve got a lot going on.”
Too honest. Dial it back.
”I uh. I mean. I don’t got much going on. Which is why I’m here!” What was he even talking about? ”What’s your name, anyway?”
Zack watched as the blonde lowered his pistols, and he let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. So far, so good. The guns weren't quite put away, but Zack didn't blame him. He had the Buster Sword ready at all times as well. Though, the size of it made it a little more difficult to just pull it out quickly, so the blonde had the advantage there. The Buster Sword made a decent shield against bullets, but just how skilled was the man in front of him? Zack wanted to know, but didn't want a fight to be the way to figure it out.
When he was asked what he was looking for, Zack scratched at the back of his head. "Well, at first I was lost until I saw a sign that said I was in Provo. Then I saw this place, and my plan was to see if I could make it past the guards. Which I obviously did, and then you showed up." There was also the part when the blonde had said that a sword like his had done some of this damage, but he wasn't going to tell him that. If he knew Zack could know who did this, it might not end well.
It seemed the man was either nervous, or. Wait, yeah that was only explanation that Zack could come up with because it made sense. He was talking a bit more, and he kept saying things and then taking them back. Honestly, he was a lot like Zack when he was around Sephiroth or sometimes either Lazard. Those guys were pretty intimidating. Not that he was saying he himself was intimidating, but the situation was interesting here.
"I can assure you I'm not up to anything. I'm pretty new here and everything is pretty interesting to be honest." Zack had always loved exploring, and had gotten himself into situations such as these before, though he couldn't remember one off the top of his head. "Name's Zack Fair. Yours?" Well, at least they could get on a first name basis now. Though, he was starting to think they should probably leave the area before someone heard them...
[attr=class,lyric1]gonna keep on keeping on the only
[attr=class,lyric2]way i know how
[attr=class,bulk] Prompto really really didn’t know what to make of this guy. Part of him wanted to lower his defenses, accept that the mysterious man with the giant sword definitely seemed okay, and chalk it all up to some weird set of circumstances he couldn’t understand. The other part of him (the one that sounded a lot like Ignis) told him that the first part was stupid and he needed to keep on his toes. He wished Ignis was here to make the call. He was always a lot better at making plans than he was.
But he wasn’t, and that was kind of why Prompto had come through here in the first place. So it was up to Prompto to decide what to do, and boy oh boy did he not know what to do.
”Have you…not been to Provo before?” Prompto asked slowly. Apparently the guy had been “lost” until he’d seen a sign. He made it sound like he’d never even heard of the city before which meant…
Wait a second.
”You’re not from here, are you?” Wheels were turning. Slow, rusty wheels as all the pieces slotted into place. ”Oh! Well uh. Yeah, that makes sense! Totally been there, bro. I guess you just wanted to check it out, right? I got into some trouble up north the same way. Except it ended up pretty bad. Then Alex found me and-”
Some signal from his brain told his mouth to stop moving. He was just so relieved to finally understand something that he couldn’t help it. He talked when he was relieved. He also talked when he was nervous, scared, or excited. Prompto just liked to talk, really.
”Uh, anyway. I guess I get it if you’re new.” He shifted his weight, rubbing the back of his neck. The guy introduced himself as Zack Fair, and Prompto nodded. He hadn’t heard that name before, but it was nice to learn something new. ”I’m Prompto,” he told him. ”Nice to meet’cha!”
He wasn’t actually sure if it was nice or not. They were in a big field of debris, after all, and Prompto still didn’t know if he trusted him or not, but it felt like the right thing to say so he said it. Plus, if the guy was like him then he probably needed a friend right about now. Prompto knew he sure had when he’d been new.
He still did, actually.
”You should tell me about where you’ve been. Where you came from. What you’ve been up to. If you need any directions…” Wait, he was forgetting something, wasn’t he? Prompto glanced around at their dismal surroundings, nerves creeping back into his smile. ”Er, maybe we should get out of here first though. I do not want to be here when it all falls apart.”
