Zidane just stared as dome began to shatter around him. Bad enough that he didn't know where Dagger was, but with this happening? He could only hope she was safe. ...Was it his brother's doing? He hadn't heard from Kuja lately either. Didn't even know if he was okay. Didn't even know if he was still in the city, but y'know, with stuff not blowing up, Zidane figured Kuja was keeping out of trouble and it was better if Zidane didn't try to involve himself with his brother (especially after the last time).
Zidane's seen Kuja make a mess of a place... but...
No. Now wasn't the time to think. He had to find Dagger, and he had to help anyone he could on the way. He flipped down from a balcony and rushed for the nearest cluster of natives.
"Don't just stand there, we gotta move! The whole thing looks like it might come down! Joutenheim Gate's the nearest, we need to get you all out of the city!"
"No!" A woman tore away from him, horrified. "We can't leave the city!"
"What? Come on! You can't stay here! Can't you see it isn't safe?" He stepped towards her again.
She screamed and scratched her hand across his face. He stumbled back, more out of shock than anything. He looked to the others in the group, but they were shuffling away from him more and more, and not towards the gates.
He shook himself out of his stupor, though it was too late for him to catch sight of the piece of falling dome. His eyes met those of a painted angel as he lunged for the group, trying to push them out of the way, but a corner of the dome knocked him back before he could reach anyone and he rolled away to the ground on his side.
He wished he could block the sound that followed out of his mind as he groaned and pushed himself up on his hands and stared, eyes widening in horror at the scene before him.
He... there couldn't have been any survivors from that...
Zidane just sat back, stricken, unable to move. He wanted to help get people out, and now he himself needed help to get moving again.
Why didn't... why didn't they just listen to him...
Actua Are / J7 area, moving towards Joutenheim Gate. [MAJOR VIOLENCE WARNING ;;; oops]
Zidane just stared as dome began to shatter around him. Bad enough that he didn't know where Dagger was, but with this happening? He could only hope she was safe. ...Was it his brother's doing? He hadn't heard from Kuja lately either. Didn't even know if he was okay. Didn't even know if he was still in the city, but y'know, with stuff not blowing up, Zidane figured Kuja was keeping out of trouble and it was better if Zidane didn't try to involve himself with his brother (especially after the last time).
Zidane's seen Kuja make a mess of a place... but...
No. Now wasn't the time to think. He had to find Dagger, and he had to help anyone he could on the way. He flipped down from a balcony and rushed for the nearest cluster of natives.
"Don't just stand there, we gotta move! The whole thing looks like it might come down! Joutenheim Gate's the nearest, we need to get you all out of the city!"
"No!" A woman tore away from him, horrified. "We can't leave the city!"
"What? Come on! You can't stay here! Can't you see it isn't safe?" He stepped towards her again.
She screamed and scratched her hand across his face. He stumbled back, more out of shock than anything. He looked to the others in the group, but they were shuffling away from him more and more, and not towards the gates.
He shook himself out of his stupor, though it was too late for him to catch sight of the piece of falling dome. His eyes met those of a painted angel as he lunged for the group, trying to push them out of the way, but a corner of the dome knocked him back before he could reach anyone and he rolled away to the ground on his side.
He wished he could block the sound that followed out of his mind as he groaned and pushed himself up on his hands and stared, eyes widening in horror at the scene before him.
He... there couldn't have been any survivors from that...
Zidane just sat back, stricken, unable to move. He wanted to help get people out, and now he himself needed help to get moving again.
Why didn't... why didn't they just listen to him...