Noises in the Night

[Zack]

Zack sighed and laid down. He had just returned from training, knocking out a few guys before he began to tire. He had always remembered himself as a decent fighter, but the soldiers he learned with just would not go down. When did he start fighting? He tried to remember his childhood past, but was only greeted by a horrible streak of pain. Pain wasn’t much of a remedy for itself, but he was starting to get used to it. He was in a small room, about the size of a normal kitchen, courtesy of the “mighty” ShinRa. An aggravating leak in the tiny sink tore another hole in his head, make sleep nearly impossible. Besides that, the only thing in the room was his bed and equipment. “Oh thank goodness.” He saw his solution. “Put that there…and…” The soft cork from his medicine bottles worked nicely with the drip, drop of the pipes. With one problem solved, he figured that was the best he could do, and drifted off the sleep.

(OOC): Easy come, easy go. Well, I guess it cost money, which wasn’t easy to get…ah never mind.