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Topic Started: Sep 15 2009, 10:41 PM (90 Views)
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Edited by Haine, Sep 21 2009, 09:26 AM.
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Kamina landed on the streets of Midgar as his black wing receded into his shoulder blade. He’d been flying back and forth between the city and various others across the continent all day. He rolled his shoulder and tried to look back at where his wing had gone back into. He smiled and reached back to rub the spot. “I’ve got some more control over it. But I still haven’t reached Angeles’s level.” He frowned and leaned on a nearby wall. “And flying makes me tired as hell.” He sighed and closed his eyes; it was peaceful…which was strange for Midgar.

Kamina began to focus his mind and search for other people. When he found none he opened his orbs and looked around. “It’s never this quiet in Midgar. Where is everyone?” At there was a loud explosion across town, he could see the smoke even from where he was. “Be careful what you wish for.” He saw some young children running past and dashed in front of them. He put his hand up and halted the kids. “And where do you tikes think you’re going?” One of the kids, with really nice sunglasses stepped forward. “We’re going to see the explosion. Someone told us there was a SOLDIER there.” The other children called up in agreement. ‘SOLDIER. Damn it, this might be dangerous.’ Kamina thought to himself. “Alright listen. You kids need to go home. If there’s a SOLDIER there it means something dangerous is going on.” The kids pouted and began to complain. “But you’re going. And you’re not that old.” Kamina smirked and took the little boys sunglasses before putting them on. “That’s because I’m a superhero.” He bend down to look the kids in the eye and lowered the sunglasses to they could see his glowing green eyes. They awed at his display and he gave them a wink. “Now go home.” The children nodded and began to run in the opposite direction. Kamina turned towards the direction where the smoke was coming from and smirked. “SOLDIER, huh? Should be fun.” He took off towards the smoke.

By the time he got there a crowd had already formed around a burning building. He heard sirens coming from the distance. “Is the party over already?” He sighed and leaned back onto a building. He shook his head and looked off to the side. He saw two men in blue suits, one of them was carrying someone over his shoulder, they rounded the corner as one work came to mind, Turks. Without a second thought Kamina gave chase to the Shin-Ra agents, swearing under his breath as he followed them silently. Neither of them looked like the one that came after him almost a year ago but if he could follow them he could find their head quarters. And that meant revenge. Kamina stuck to the shadows as other people became scarcer and it became more dangerous to follow as close. They rounded another corner and Kamina rushed after the two to keep up. He turned the corner only to be met with a helicopter lifting off the ground and the bald Turk getting inside, he could see from his position that the person on his shoulder was a young girl.

Kamina run under the chopper and grabbed a hold to one of the landing rails (?) on the bottom of the machine as it took off. He held on as they climbed higher and flew away. After about an hour of flying they reached a building…correction a creepy building. Kamina shivered as they neared a landing pad atop the structure. Kamina let go of the railing and fell into a tree before the chopper landed. He climbed down and stared up at the where the helicopter landed. A smirk graced his face. “Alright then. Let’s see what kind of party these guys can throw.” He put his hands in his pockets and began walking to the front door.
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