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Voices
Cid
I walked onto this command deck two
days ago and I’m not leaving it for anything less than another big fireball. There’s things that need doing and places we have to be. I’m
just telling these pilot boys where to go. It’s my fucking job, dammit.
It doesn’t matter that they were
already gunning the Highwind away from the fireworks
at the crater when I got in here. They’re not stupid. They know their job.
First thing was to get the hell away from that fancy lightning and they were
doing that. It’s good that they know what to do without being told. I fucking
trained ‘em and I don’t baby nobody so they had damn
well better know.
Of course, I had to tell them to
set down somewhere safe as soon as possible. They hadn’t been outside when
Spike came in. How the hell would they have known we needed a goddamned doctor
in the house? I told them to land somewhere safe so we could get one. I didn’t
tell ‘em why. Wasn’t none of
their fucking business.
Vincent came back from wherever he
put her a few minutes later but I didn’t need nobody
to tell me we needed to get her some help. Hell, I saw those marks on her. I
saw where all that blood was coming from. I didn’t have to look too long to
know. A crazy man steals a pretty girl away and well, it’s a fucking bad story.
Can’t say it really surprised me. Still, up till that point when I saw her, it
was easy to pretend that things might still turn out okay. Life’s just shitty
like that though. It’ll never miss a chance to screw you, even if you know how
and when and you see it coming a hundred miles away.
We got a doctor at Costa del Sol. It was one of the places far enough from
all the fire and lightning for landing. Things were still pretty shook up around
there. None of the damn medics wanted to leave the local injury line.
Bastards.
I kept trying to tell ‘em we had a real situation. A girl was lying in a bed
bleeding, probably to death for all I know, and they want to stick around to
tape plasters on every idiot who couldn’t get out of the way of a falling rock.
I guess it was a good thing Vincent
came along. I didn’t know what good he would be, knowing how fucking quiet he
is, but all my talking wasn’t doing a damned bit of good. I learned my lesson though.
Never underestimate a man with a claw. So we got our doctor and Vincent led him
down to the room. I told Cloud that we got help but he didn’t look like he was
going to move from the railing. I gave up waiting for him and came back up
here.
The deck’s real quiet. Nobody’s
talking like they usually are. I didn’t say a thing, but word got around
anyway, I figure.
This is where I belong. Not a damn
bit of good I can do down there. There’s enough work here to do. This is where
I belong, dammit. Up here to pilot
this baby wherever we need to go. I’m needed here and this is where I’ll
be. Everybody else has the same fucking idea. Tifa’s
staying down in the bedroom. Vincent’s running back and forth to get things
done. The kid and the cats are staying out of the way for the most part. Even
Spike came in eventually. It works out. Everybody does what they gotta fucking do without getting in anybody else’s way.
I sure as hell don’t envy Barret though. See, he got it into his head that it was his
duty to tell her mother. Cait Sith,
Reeve, whatever the hell you want to call him, he managed to track down where
the Turks had stashed the old lady in the melee, so we stopped at Kalm to deliver the news. Well, Barret
did anyway. I just went out to scrounge some smokes while he did what he had to
do.
Just my luck I passed him on my way
back to the ship. He was talking to this woman in a small fenced-off yard. They
were too far away for me to hear anything but I figured she was the mother when
she started screaming and beating him on the chest. I thought about jumping in
there to yank her off him, but he just stood there, taking it all.
I walked away. It wasn’t my place
to interfere. My place is here, steering the damned ship. I wish I’d grabbed
more cigarettes when I had the chance. I could really fucking use them right
about now.
Vincent came up a minute ago. Told
me they brought the mother on board to see her. I guess that would explain all
that god-awful wailing I heard a while back. I’m not going down there. That’s
one mess I don’t need to be in.
We still need to find a hospital,
one that’s not overflowing with Meteor and Lifestream
injuries. The doctor said she’ll need more intense care than we can give her on
the ship. I wouldn’t know first hand. I haven’t been down there. I haven’t seen
her since Vincent first took her inside. He says she’s waking up every now and
then. She seems to be doing okay for now. It’s her mother who’s falling apart.
In any case, I’m up here now and we’re flying all around so we can find a place
with room for her.
It’s sickening in a way. I once
promised her a ride on the airship. I didn’t think it would turn out like this.
I kinda want to go down there and apologize for it.
It’s not my fault though. Not hers either. But I can’t go down there.
Shit, I wish I hadn’t finished my
smokes so quickly. We’re running out of places to go to. If we don’t find
someplace, we’re just going to have to park up somewhere and wait till
something clears up. I hate waiting, dammit. I can’t
just sit and wait here. Not now.
Yeah, so I’m trying to stay up
here. I seen her once when Cloud brought her on board. I don’t need to fucking
see that again. Shit. I can’t go down there. I don’t want to have to look at
her like that again. I know it’s stupid but I just fucking can’t. All it would
take is one more look at her and Tifa and Cloud and
the old lady bawling her eyes out and I’d probably be doing the same damn
thing. I’d be fucking useless. So I’m staying away and doing what I can for her
from here.
And I feel like shit for it being
so little.
Because that girl down there, she’s
survived something terrible, don’t ask me how, and
here I am, too goddamned chicken to even look in on her.
You don’t need to tell me I’m a
fucking coward. I already know.
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