[he grunts at her decision. The elevator at the back of the lab and then down the hall to the stairs. Public elevators after that.
And this time he's not putting up with Turk interference.
Or letting everyone go their own way.
Firm, he catches Aerith's hand with his damaged one. He caught the move and he understands it. But he also understands that it gives him the ability to pull her behind him if something shows up as well as the assurance that nothing else is going to grab her and take her away. There's a growing anger inside of him that he doesn't understand entirely but a part of it is definitely wrapped around anyone trying to hurt her or take her away from him - again. He's done with that and he's not the weak puppet he once was either. The smart move is to make it out of here undetected but the urge to find something to lash out at is strong too. Instead he just takes a deep breath and concentrates on the Buster's weight in his right hand, hilt familiar against his bare palm.
One thing at a time. Get Aerith out of these damned lab rooms.]
This way.
[despite the anger starting to seethe inside his voice is calm and flat and he's sure of where he's going as he heads for the back of the lab, angling behind supplies and empty tanks.
If Aerith wasn't here he just might be tempted to unleash blade beam...]
((ooc. hearing voices and whatnot is fine with me! :D Do whatever you'd like and we'll roll with it. Cloud wouldn't mind a monster fight as some point as well. Seems he's a bit peeved for some reason...))
man, I love the FFVII verse. the most awesome 'it made sense at the time!' storyline
And this time he's not putting up with Turk interference.
Or letting everyone go their own way.
Firm, he catches Aerith's hand with his damaged one. He caught the move and he understands it. But he also understands that it gives him the ability to pull her behind him if something shows up as well as the assurance that nothing else is going to grab her and take her away. There's a growing anger inside of him that he doesn't understand entirely but a part of it is definitely wrapped around anyone trying to hurt her or take her away from him - again. He's done with that and he's not the weak puppet he once was either. The smart move is to make it out of here undetected but the urge to find something to lash out at is strong too. Instead he just takes a deep breath and concentrates on the Buster's weight in his right hand, hilt familiar against his bare palm.
One thing at a time. Get Aerith out of these damned lab rooms.]
This way.
[despite the anger starting to seethe inside his voice is calm and flat and he's sure of where he's going as he heads for the back of the lab, angling behind supplies and empty tanks.
If Aerith wasn't here he just might be tempted to unleash blade beam...]
((ooc. hearing voices and whatnot is fine with me! :D Do whatever you'd like and we'll roll with it. Cloud wouldn't mind a monster fight as some point as well. Seems he's a bit peeved for some reason...))