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Home sweet... apartment that he mostly just happened to live in, still. Zack was used to life on the island, but a week of bouncing around with Miguel fighting across the multiverse had been good for him in ways the island just couldn't provide for him on a regular basis. Sure, those fights still hadn't happened at home either, but Zack had spent a little whlie actually feeling useful for a change of pace, and some of the anxiousness from running into Angeal last weekend had been burned out of his system just for that fact alone.
He still wasn't going to be taking up the buster sword again any time soon. He'd have to ask Amaya about perhaps forging him a new weapon. Maybe one with a few more materia slots, something closer to standard-issue SOLDIER sword than a giant steel slab of dreams and honor.
He smiled a little at Girl as she trotted around the apartment beside him, looking out for him, looking out for breakfast, possibly a little of both, and he pulled the large bag of dog food down from the closet where he kept it.
And promptly turned into a puppy, dropping the bag, sending kibbles skittering everywhere, and landing in the pile of food with a sharp puppy yelp.
Girl took a moment to take stock of this situation, whuffed slightly in resignation, and then went to help Zack out of the kibble pile. She took care of him while he was human shaped, she'd take care of him now, too. At least there was food.
[OOC: Establishy! They'll get rescue before too long, no need to worry about the puppies!]
He still wasn't going to be taking up the buster sword again any time soon. He'd have to ask Amaya about perhaps forging him a new weapon. Maybe one with a few more materia slots, something closer to standard-issue SOLDIER sword than a giant steel slab of dreams and honor.
He smiled a little at Girl as she trotted around the apartment beside him, looking out for him, looking out for breakfast, possibly a little of both, and he pulled the large bag of dog food down from the closet where he kept it.
And promptly turned into a puppy, dropping the bag, sending kibbles skittering everywhere, and landing in the pile of food with a sharp puppy yelp.
Girl took a moment to take stock of this situation, whuffed slightly in resignation, and then went to help Zack out of the kibble pile. She took care of him while he was human shaped, she'd take care of him now, too. At least there was food.
[OOC: Establishy! They'll get rescue before too long, no need to worry about the puppies!]
