http://smoking-space.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] smoking-space.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs 2010-03-22 06:35 am (UTC)

[And this... was what he was afraid of.]

[Cid's vehicle of choice for that day was a pickup truck with a full gas tank that he'd hotwired to get out of the garage - it had room for his spear and various other "items" and was really effective at clearing out smaller obstacles and even a couple of the enemy. But Chaos...]

[He can't bring Chaos down alone and he knows it.]


Shit.

[He's leaning out the window to catch a better glimpse of the demon that was his friend, then pulls himself back in to jam the accelerator down and take off after him. Get him down first, then worry about getting him out. Pulling into an open plaza at breakneck speed and hitting the brakes hard enough to squeal the tires and spin the big-ass truck around, Cid grabs his spear in one hand, reaching for the materia embedded in the shaft, then sticks his left arm out the window and aims the highest possible Comet spell right at Vincent.]

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