thestormishere | ☈ strike #12 (action)

[ With the latest experiment screeching into an abrupt-as-always end, Lightning is, unsurprisingly, furious at everything because of it. Finding herself out in the middle of town, middle of the night, completely blindsided with the realization that everything she thought for the last week was a lie... that was not in her overall game-plan. The dreams were true. Her "family" was an elaborate, baffling fabrication. Ergo, Lightning is pissed.

However...

Making her way home would be much, much easier if the woman wasn't completely smashed on the alcohol her alternate apparently decided would be a good stand-in for sleep... and if her body wasn't trying desperately to go and expel not only that but apparently everything she's eaten in the last week. The taste of too-strong booze and-- and cigarettes is in her mouth, choking her, and it's only by a show of tremendously formidable will that she manages to stumble home, to make it to the right building at all...

Just to burst inelegantly through community housing 4's front door, smack into a wall bodily, and then promptly get lost in the semi-darkness as she tries to make her way to her apartment. Not so easy, when her intoxication-ruined grace has her tripping on the stairs, cursing not-so-quietly under her breath....

Feel free to run into her at any point between town and apartment. Anywhere, really. 8| ]

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[Zack's just on his way home after helping Lilly cart her stuff home, so he happens to meet up with Lightning at the building entrance. He blinks at her for a long moment, kind of boggled, because- well, it looks like Lightning, sure, but at the same time, the staggering, stumbling, drunken look of her movement is really... not like her. At all.

It's been one hell of a night, though, so he can't blame her. Shaking off his surprise, he jogs over to catch up, opening the door for her.]

Hey, hey! Are you okay there?

[And that banging into walls is going to bring out one very annoyed resident of community building 4. Once she finds the source, she'll wince a bit at the reek of booze and cigarettes.

Still, if she didn't do something about this she'd never get back to her rest.] Hello?

Hey! Be careful, there's flowers there! [Middle of the night. Woke up from a nightmare just in time to realize it was a memory, and that she forgot everything important for ten whole days. Aerith is a bit irritable with everything herself, and. well. They're flowers.

Also, not recognizing that careless drunk as her friend yet. :|a It is darker.]

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