A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes.

[general_affairs]

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. You've left me in the dark. And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat. I tried to find the sound, but then it stopped.

I took the stars from my eyes and then I made a map, and knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you.

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[fairtide]

[Zack could feel Reno's warmth and weight against him, anchoring him to the Earth, he could breathe for the first time in a long time and it felt fanfuckingtastic. He took a deep breath, then started coughing up mako juice out of his lungs. His eyes opened and he groaned again.] Damn, been breathing in that stuff for too long.

[Cloud didn't move, just mumbled.]

[Zack tried sitting up but his muscles kinda ached. He would have no choice soon though.] Feel like I drank twelve six packs just to plastered. Almost died from the alcohol poisoning and then god came down and lifted me up just to get me even drunker.

[general_affairs]

[ It was hard not to bury his face into black hair. He didn't care about the mako, or mess that it might make, just that nothing else could lay a hand on this man in his arms. That nothing ever should have--but now wasn't the time. Zack started to slough the mako from his lungs, and Reno made space, tipping Zack to give him space to cough it up and letting his head loll to one side to keep an eye on his status. One wayward glance was shot to Rude and Cloud, but he dare not look away for too long, for fear that Zack might disappear again somehow.

His lips curled into a grin and he just gave the other a quick, harsh pat on the back to help with getting the Mako up. He was nice enough to smooth over any possible sting or ache by rubbing his hand up and down along his back after, though. ]

Leave it to a SOLDIER to get sloppy-drunk and make a Turk show him how it's done, yo. Need some help gettin' back onto your feet? We gotta get outta here fast.

[fairtide]

[Zack kept coughing up the green liquid, he now liked to refer to ghetto sludge. He didn't understand why Shinra made it other than it made you super strong, and you got materia from it. At least that's what he always learned.

He coughed a few more times, before sitting up and sneezing.] Ah fuck... I can't stand this shit. Cloud got the worst of it, if you can't tell.

[He laughed suddenly, his voice deeper after years of being away, if you could believe it.] I should be able to stand and walk. You ain't showing me nothing I don't know, you know.

[Zack strained his muscles but he was on his feet within a few seconds. He yawned, not understanding how he could still be tired after three years of sleep. He turned to Cloud and Rude, wondering how they were going to get him out of here.] We'll probably have to take turns carrying, Cloud. You guys okay with that?

[Then he realized he was naked, he covered his junk quickly with both hands.] Uh...Anyone got pants?

[general_affairs]

Yeah, you're about the only one here that could walk off a Mako bath.

[ His brows knitted as he tipped his head to better give Zack a once-over. No abrasions or bruises, muscle tone was still there, mental faculties and speech alright. He pursed his lips, prompting Rude to chime in and cut through everything racing through Reno's thoughts.

'It won't be long before security catches on.'

Both Turks nodded at the proposed question of Cloud, and Reno backed off to give Zack room to stand on his own two feet, hovering nearby in case the other needed something to balance on for a moment. Neither of the Turks seemed to notice he was completely nude. Or if they did, neither seemed to care or be bothered by it. Such was a consequence of militaristic training regimens. ]

Yeah, we found your stuff upstairs. Couldn't find anything for Infantry, but there's a spare old First uniform for Cloud.

[ This was business. The Turks were on task and focused on executing one step at a time with as little resistance as possible. Reno leaned to grab one set of clothing to offer over to Zack. The Buster Sword--which Rude had had to carry--was leaning against the entry door's frame. ]

Think you can get Cloud dressed? Rude's gonna sweep ahead while I cover some of our tracks on the console.

[ Read: wild chocobos couldn't drag this man away from making sure Zack was alright. Everything else? Secondary. ]