onepassingnight | 001 || dream a dream of me.

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001 || dream a dream of me.

[Some dreams have some fluidity. They remain constant, with an overlaying theme - much like a storybook of the consciousness. Others can be sporadic, having no meaning, and easily shifting from one thing to the next. They can be serious, or strange. They can be hopeful, or heartbreaking.

Or... they could be Zack's dreams.

As it is, a deep, dark violet night sky floods the area. You might see quite a bit of snow, as if walking up a steep mountain, with the ice wind blowing through your hair. And right at the cliff's edge stands a man wielding a long, sturdy sword, resting safely upon his back. The weight doesn't seem to bother him in the least - if anything, he's accustomed to it by now, both hands on his hips as glowing, bright blue eyes stare off to the distance.

What could be he thinking about?]

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[The snow and ice are always her own; the dark-haired girl seems to have no trouble navigating it. In fact, she seems invigorated, energized. She lets the snowflakes gather on her hair, turning it white, and doesn't seem perturbed by the cold.

By the time she spots Zack, she feels quite relaxed but caution wins out enough for her to challenge him.]

Who's there?

[Another visitor out here? Except she doesn't seem all that bothered by the cold - a good sign since that was his last coat.]

Hm? Just me.

[He gives her a once over, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.]

Where're you guys all comin' from? I didn't think Modeoheim was that inhabited.

[Of course; it would only ever be Usagi who merited kindness. Mizuno Ami never had. Of course, in the dream, she doesn't know that's even what he means.]

What you should worry about, is your own self. Most people can't adjust to this type of weather so easily.

[Well, no, Zack isn't all that adjusted to the cold. In fact, he was considering heading back to the truck in a little while since it was already dark. So he simply shrugs, giving off his best, most genuine smile.]

Nah, I'm good. I haven't been out here that long.

[...actually, why *didn't* he feel all that cold? It was like he wasn't even standing in the snow at all.]

You... live around here, right? SOLDIER First Class Zack Fair, at your service!

Mizuno Ami. I'm pleased to meet you.

[She says it with a little, pert smile. She notably, but perhaps only naturally, neglects to answer whether she's from nearby.]

[Quiet, but he's used to that. The kindness doesn't falter, his demeanor doesn't change... even though she hadn't answered his question. Maybe it's best to rephrase it.]

So... have you lived here long?

[She answers it this time, in her own way.]

I'm from far away from here. [She can be sure of that; Tokyo is just finally drifting away from heat into Autumn.] Don't worry about that.

Instead, let's make ourselves comfortable while we're here.

[She glances to the side and, never worried about using her powers openly in the dreams, there's a glint of light off the snow. Suddenly, the ice and snow forms itself into a small building. Ami turns back to Zack, and her lips quirk upwards.]

Shall we go in?

[At least it was an answer. She didn't live in Modeoheim, but it was still somewhere she didn't feel all that comfortable talking about.

He's about to ask something else, before a building seemingly appears out of nowhere, startling the SOLDIER.]

Whoa! How'd you--?

[Never mind. Again, best not to ask. It... was a little better than just standing out here all on his own.

And frankly? It looked really warm inside. He wasn't bothered by the cold at all, but a moment of rest from the mission sounded *amazing*. He quickly calms back down, giving an awkward laugh as he directs an arm towards the new - and maybe just a little unsettling - building.]

Ladies first, right?

[Oh, she likes that reaction, any reaction; she lives for being noticed, no longer overlooked. Her smile widens as she moves in front of Zack with a ladylike, buoyant step and heads inside with no hesitation at all.]

Thank you. [This is said quietly as she passes by.

Inside, the structure is comfortably furnished, though it all appears to be made of either ice or snow. Suspiciously, none of it seems to be melting under Ami's body heat as she seats herself on a fluffy snow couch, ankles crossed demurely.]

Go ahead! Please feel at home here. [Plenty of other chairs and another couch, Zack! Or join the strange girl.]

[...oh. Wow. Snow furniture. Nooot quite what his idea of relaxing was. Though he remains polite, settling down on the other couch in the room, wondering if he'd just melt his way down to the floor or get stuck, or...

Ah, no, it wasn't melting. Good. It would be pret-ty damn embarrassing if he were to fall on his ass in front of a lady. Not... like he hadn't done that before, but still!]

...I gotta learn how to do this one'a these days. [He can't help but stare - still wondering how this all seemingly just appeared out of nowhere. Whoever this was, she was damn talented.] Then we wouldn't have to sit out in the blizzard with nothin' but cards all the time.

[She laughs, actually laughs, a natural sound - a rare sound for her, these past few years. She covers it with a hand, whether from politeness or embarrassment.]

Relax. My snow and ice are special. It won't disappear.

[She even uses ice as a sword hard enough to do battle with. And because she can't help playing to the absurdity of what she's doing as it emphasizes her power and abilities, she makes the offer any good hostess would make.]

A cup of tea?

[Blizzard materia, then? He'd never seen ice this strong or thick... but could materia make a *house*? He wasn't sure.]

I bet home improvement's no sweat then, huh? Don't haveta worry about the furniture breakin'.

[His amazement turns back to surprise when she offers him... tea? He... couldn't even remember the last time he had tea. Maybe back in Gongaga, when he was a child and caught a summer cold. Though it was so long ago, and he can't even remember if he liked it or not.]

Sure, why not? I'm not goin' anywhere soon.

[Alright, he did need to get back to camp... but that could wait. It was still early yet.]

This is just a temporary place. Since you were having trouble with the cold. [She's an arrogant one, that much is certain.]

[She serves the tea - no difficult feat when the water boils for her with nothing more than another glance at it. It turns out to be a strong green tea; more bitter than sweet, perfectly brewed.]

[He doesn't even notice the arrogance. She seems just as sweet as ever, if not a little... weird. It's why he brought his sword - first sign of trouble, he's ready to fight.]

So what do you do when you're done? Just knock it down or bring it back wherever it came from? [He's seen enough weird stuff in his life - a house summon just added to the list.

But green tea? ...that, he couldn't remember ever seeing before. Maybe in Wutai a time or two, though he hadn't been paying much attention at the time.]

Say, thanks. I don't think I have anything for you...

[Just be there, Zack. Beneath all the grudges, all the antics, all the pride and arrogance, is a girl who only ever asked for that.]

I don't want to ruin such a beautiful landscape, so it'll just go back to the snow.

[Mission be damned, if someone was in need of company or a helping hand, Zack would be there. He was a First, so he had the right to refuse direct orders.

Plus, he was good at multitasking.]

It can be deadly sometimes. [Though he remains peaceful, there's an adge in his tone to reveal something more.]

Not to me. [It's arrogance, but it's also true the Water is hers, her element, tied up in her being as much as any other part of herself is.]

Why are you here?

[Of course not - she had power over the snow. But... that wasn't what he'd meant.

Instead, he moves onto the next question.]

We're here to help stop a war. To save people who've been taken prisoner. Me, Essai, Sebastian, the Turks - all of us're pullin' together on this one.

[Ironic - and thus, meaningful: He is here to stop a war. She has been working to start one, and her efforts are bearing fruit in her waking life.]

Some wars are necessary. Why are you involved in this one?

[This... was quite a detailed explaination. One that delved into a lot of personal topics that he didn't quite feel needed to be said to someone he just met. So instead, he reclines in his seat, holding the cup of tea in his lap, and giving her his kindest smile.]

I'm a SOLDIER. We're here to protect people, an' make sure everyone's able to live long, peaceful lives. We take the jobs no-one else can, and pull through them with everything we've got.

Even if it means fightin' wars.

[A ~~thousand~~ few years ago, those words could have come from her mouth, when she was a tender-hearted girl but fierce in protecting her loved ones. For awhile, she'd even realized that the point of becoming a doctor, even now, was so that she wouldn't be helpless when those important people were hurt.

Now? She's not sure she knows what 'protect' means. Even if she truly wanted to prevent the destruction, was that 'protecting' or just 'defeating her enemy'?]

You sound so noble. [She says it somewhat dismissively.] Isn't the truth something more personal than that?

[The truth? The world was a crappy place no matter how you looked at it. People were selfish, rude and violent, not caring who got hurt in the process of what they wanted.

But everyone wasn't like that. There were a few good, honest, caring people out there. And even if they don't seem like it at first, there's good deep down in them. He just had to find it.]

If I can stop the Planet from hurtin', even a little bit, it's good enough for me. I wanna do my part, but I can't do anything without bandin' together with the others. It's just how I roll.

[That's certainly the world she knows. She's never had that simple faith in things just coming together. She'd tried - and even then she always knew it was hopeless, and the hopelessness has been firmly proven right by her very existence, now.

Zack's going to have to look quite deep indeed to find the girl still capable of compassion and giving.]

Working with them will end in you being let down. You understand that, right?

[He nods quietly, almost hesitantly.]

But you know something? I don't care. I'm not assumin' the worst outta anyone - I've seen some pretty hard people soften up in time. And I know, not everyone's all that bad. If I keep the faith, look up instead of assumin' the worst all the time, things work out for the better.

I can't go around bein' wary of everyone.

[She's startled enough to show it. Of all the things someone could say to her, that simple acknowledgment and encouragement is the least expected. She's used to the tedious insistence that the lies are truth; or to people as cold as she's become, as wary of trusting as she is.]

You believe in them even already knowing that?

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this is making me grin and giggle so much XD

Hey, I warned you! He likes the ladies. XD

how does he feel about beautiful soldiers? XD

There aren't any female soldiers in ShinRa. Not even the infantry. 8(

Now he has Ami 8D

With those kinds of powers, Sephiroth would run home crying!

... that is a beautiful mental image. XD

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81wd_F5KUg4

hilarious XD XD

It's scary how easily I was able to find that. |D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsZstB2bhYQ&feature=related just sayin'.

...this game is the... second strangest I've ever played. >>

hahahaha it's amazingly... strange. XD

Is it odd I actually didn't want to murder the Sims?

XD Also, I think I love these two as of right now *___*

XD Also, I think I love these two as of right now ___