http://zack-fair.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] zack-fair.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2011-10-28 01:49 am (UTC)

I've got it! Zack didn't want to wait around. 8D

Zack wasn't sure how Tifa knew that the soldiers would be upstairs, but he wasn't going to question it. Maybe she was just assuming that since they'd been taken up there when they'd been put in solitary. Either way, they had a plan and that was all that he needed. He was eager to get moving; tonight wasn't a night for standing around and talking in hallways.

Before he could head off, though, Tifa went ahead and set out some terms. "Oh," he said, his voice almost singsong, "so we're going to make this a contest, huh? I'm game." He didn't know how Tifa was going to measure up against him, but they both had their weapons (meaning he had a sword and Tifa had her fists) and one Materia each. It seemed fair enough.

Well, Tifa hadn't been professionally trained, but if she was willing to take that risk, then he was up for it.

Seeing no reason to hang around in this hallway, Zack barked out a laugh and then took off toward the stairs.

[To here (http://damned.livejournal.com/1189779.html?thread=80928147#t80928147).]

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