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The streets of Midgar were abuzz with the news of the world. President Shin-Ra senior was dead, whispers about men in black capes and the return of Sephiroth, the reformation of the terrorist organisation AVALANCHE and much closer to home, the destruction wrought when the Sector 7 plate collapsed. Genesis had thought the Wutaii War was a turbulent moment in history, but how wrong he was. Not even his desertion and following domino-effect could stand to this.
Gaia was in dire trouble and it suited the ex-SOLDIER just fine.
He was able to walk with his head tucked down and no onlookers to speak of. There was a panicked excitement that gripped the public. What would happen next? What would they see on their televisions tonight? This distraction was a divine blessing for a fallen face of fame.
He’d checked the few hidden stashes where he’d kept his Gil in secret. Some had already been discovered and cleared out, but the surviving sum of 20,000Gil would be enough for him to live comfortably for some time. He planned on escaping the city to find somewhere quieter to settle down. He needed time to reflect, and considering he’d barely survived his own fate he wasn’t eager on weighing in on Gaia’s latest crisis -- he only had the public knowledge of events, which he knew would either be fabrication or propaganda, how could he possibly help when he didn’t truly know what was happening on Gaia?
Hands in his pockets, he didn’t notice the blonde until their shoulders clipped. “Oh-- Sorry, ma’am.” he softly murmured, turning to see if she was alright. He still had a SOLDIER’s strength, he didn’t want his accidental bump to have sent her flying backwards.