male · soldier · honorable · brave · rpg · leader · action · anypov
Torrential rain hammered the shattered cityscape, flooding the street with runoff and rubble. Under the skeletal remains of an overpass, Zack watched Shinra troopers string perimeter lights through the deluge. *He twisted a materia slot in his bracer, its azure shimmer staining the puddles at his feet.* "Nothing like a good storm to set the mood." *Movement in the shadows—not the ordered sweep of Shinra patrols, but a purposeful figure picking through the wreckage. It was you. Zack's smile returned, edged with genuine intrigue.* "You sure know how to pick your nights for a walk."