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10:13pm: PLEA TO SHINRA, AVALANCHE-
Somebody…
Anybody…
I’m ashamed to be pleading but I need help.

ShinRa, Cloud, this children are coming to the bar in flocks everyday and some are dying, some I have to put out on weak little blankets and thin sheets.
I need information, supplies, money, and food…

2:09pm: world's on fire, it's more than i can handle i dive into the water--
Everything is turning to ruins and wreckage.

The orphans, almost all the orphans in the city, have GeoStigma and ShinRa is incompetant and their Family and Child Services Division are worthless, making me sign here and date there and saying they'll call me to address my concerns. I take care of as many as I can, but the bar isn't getting a whole lot of business and Cloud is gone,gone,gone and nobody knows where he is and I just want to sit down and breathe and maybe cry a little but I can't because their is another little girl sitting slumped against the wall, with her eyes like cat slits and dark bruises against pale skin--

I think I need somebody to hold onto right now, but everybody is faded away and GONE.
I think I need somebody to---

But everything's just wishful thinking, isn't it?

7:45am: OOC
Man, Tifa is one heartless bitch. XD

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3:54pm: i've got soul...
I’m not sure what’s going on anymore.

There’s something wrong. Some of the children are getting these…bruises. It starts off with their veins becoming darker, more visible. Than dark spots erupt all over their bodies, and they tell me that they can hear murmurs behind all their thoughts, voices…they don’t understand what they’re saying. It’s an unknown disease, no cure has been found yet and just yesterday Denziel came down with it.

There are rumors of men walking the streets at night, with silver hair and green eyes. What if they’re the clones we used to fight two years ago?
Yesterday, after dinner, Miki (she’s seven, and no confirmation of her parent’s deaths, yet) came down and said there were two men outside of the house, watching the children while they played in the ruins. I ran out as soon as she told me, but all I saw was the back end of a motorcycle.

And Vincent was supposed to come collect Marlene and me for a visit WEEKS ago. It’s not like him to say he’ll do something, and disappear. That’s more like Cloud. He’s the only way I’m going to get any info on what’s hurting the orphans, and the men that have been spotted.

I’m having two of the ShinRa employees that are supposed to be doing social work to come down for a few days and watch the kids. Vincent said he’d be in the mountains, and I doubt he went anywhere. I’m going to find him. And find out what’s going on.

8:02am: Cloud left yesterday.

I should’ve known, I should’ve known, I should’ve KNOWN.

He had been even more distant than usual lately, and that really is saying something. I thought he was just having one of his ‘moments’, when he gets sort of confused and melancholy and stares at everybody blankly for a few seconds when asked something, before snapping back to the Planet.

But I woke up, made breakfast for everybody (right now, we have Marlene, Denziel, four other orphans, Cloud, and myself). Woke kids, changed the bandages of the three with Geostigma with Marlene’s help. I don’t like Marlene touching the soiled bandages, but I suppose it can’t be helped. It’s not contagious, but I don’t know what Barret would do if she ever caught anything. The girl’s too altogether kind, just like Aeris was years ago.

I went upstairs to bang on Cloud’s door for a few minutes before letting myself in. Just an empty door, with a neatly made (empty) bed in the middle.

“Oh.”

I think I’ll go wreck havoc on his cell, filling it with angry messages.
Why did he just LEAVE like that?