Mount Tamblin, Wutai, Tuesday Night

The flight into Wutai? Completely uneventful. Getting a run-down of the plan from the Director? Equally so. Zack was practically twitching by the time he and Angeal were finally on solid ground again, making their way toward Fort Tamblin. Any minute now, things would start to get interesting. Please. Really.

( The Puppy should be careful what he wishes for. )

[NFI, NFB for distance, ganked entirely from Crisis Core, which is now my archnemesis for not believing in inconsequential plot points that I can just skim over without missing out on something huge somewhere down the road. This wasn't supposed to be a small novel, and yet, here it is. OOC is love, and cookies, and pie, and all of that good stuff.]