+ You Can't Hurt Me With The Things That You Do +

[There's one immediate thing to notice when this feed opens up - Zack is not as... slouched as he usually would sit. And he's not in his room. In fact, the SOLDIER is seated at the porch of his house, leaning back a little in the rocker and staring off into the bubble's shell.

It's the closest to sky-gazing he'll probably get, but he doesn't mind.

As the camera focuses more, it's apparent that his hair is now somewhat shorter, and the SOLDIER in itself is more built than he had been a few days ago. He turns his head, looking down at the device before picking it up, and there's a bit of facial hair to peek out as well. From appearances and demeanor alone, it's almost as if several years had passed since his last broadcast...]

Sorry. I should call more often.

[He smiles warmly, setting the SFC aside to heft up the Buster Sword, also pulling out a used rag to gently polish the weapon.]

How are you guys?

--it can snow down here?

[He certainly seems awed by the fact - so much that it nearly distracts him from what he's going to talk about. The SOLDIER is sitting outside, on a curb and leaning against a sign post, smiling as a puff of breath crystallizes in front of him. It's been so long since he'd seen snow...

Oh. Right.]

So, if I were to start thinkin' about raisin' some Chocobos, Selphie would be the one I'd talk to, right? If you're there, pick up! I need your help.

[Though it takes him a little while, he manages to lock the feed away from the public eye. And when he talks this time... it's a little quieter, trying to keep that cheerfulness in his tone.]

[Locked to Sephiroth]

Hey, ah...

Got a few hours? Let's go for a walk - me an' you.

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