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Title: Groom
Author: GW Katrina aka![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
icedark_elf
Beta:skeren
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Claim: Zack Fair
Themeset/Prompt: Ten Set 04, 04-Groom for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
story_arc
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1,027
Link to Archive Post: Interconnected
“Wark.”
Chuckling, Zack ducked away from that beak, much to his bird’s disgruntlement. He didn’t feel like being trapped here for a half an hour because he let Buzzer here get a hold of his hair to tug on it until he was bored. Shifting so he was to the side, and had a tiny bit more protection, he continued to go over the bird, making him lift a foot so that Zack could go over it carefully. While Cloud made sure the stables he kept his birds in were the best, there was no substitute for going over the animal himself. That way he knew for sure if anything was off.
Checking over Buzzer’s feet, one at a time, he was pleased. No cracking, the talons were intact and didn’t show any signs of being damaged. They flexed well, and there was no signs of any soft spots. Not that Zack had expected any, but Gongaga did have a few spots that might have caused some sort of damage. And he did like riding around the woods.
Once he checked the boy’s feet, Zack moved up, testing his legs, and was happy to see they were all good as well. Cloud had been out earlier checking on his girl, and he knew Vincent was planning the same. They were getting ready to head into cold weather, and none of them wanted a bird who could be hurt by either the long ride or the cold. And at least one of the birds would be carrying double, most likely Glaus, since Yuffie and Cloud were the two lightest people, and Yuffie was insisting that she was going to go along with them. Which meant they really needed to pick up some more cold weather gear. Which was hard to find in Gongaga, so they’d have to snag it further north. Along with a lot of other supplies. While Zack, Cloud, and Vincent might not feel the cold as sharply anymore, they would still do better if they were geared appropriately for the weather.
With warble, Buzzer leaned into Zack’s hands as he moved from checking his legs to running his fingers through feathers, looking for any damaged ones or tender spots. It was also a impromptu scratching and semi-grooming session, which the bird obviously loved. Chuckling, Zack continued to check over the chocobo, with a lot of petting involved. Buzzer was a good bird, and friendly. Good for a person who was still recovering.
Though Zack was feeling a lot better than he had been. Just being here, home and stuffed whenever his mom decided he needed food, Zack figured he’d put on a good twenty pounds in the last month. Sparring with the others, slow at first, and only now starting to reach areas he considered normal, had helped as well. Zack -hated- being off his game, and just having good food and exercise was helping him get back up to speed.
They were planning on heading north from here, stopping at a few of the smaller towns between here and Bone Village area, and with the golds, they wouldn’t have to find other ways across the water.
Which, Zack had at admit, was just too cool.
From Bone Village, they had one stop up further north. Cloud hadn’t wanted to go, but Zack was pretty determined. And Cloud wasn’t quite ready to let Zack out of his sight. Which was fine by Zack. He was still catching up on what had happened the last half dozen years since Nibelheim. So much had happened, and it was still a lot to take in.
Stretching, Zack finished going over Buzzer, then he went to get the grooming kit, which got a trill of joy. Yeah, Zack had a spoiled bird, but he was okay with that.
“You are spoiled,” a shove to get the bird off of him, and Zack grinned. A month ago, he couldn’t have done that. It was good to see that he was recovering as much as the doctors Reeve had found had promised. Seemed that being a SOLDIER had a few more benefits than expected, and both the Jenova and the mako in his system had been working overtime to get him back into fighting form. Still, thin as he was, he was a lot healthier than he had been. Which was the only reason his mom and dad weren’t as hesitant about letting him go. Because he was visibly better, healthier. That was good, because, as much as he loved his parents, Zack was going to go nuts if he had to stay here. He had left Gongaga for a reason, and as much as he needed the rest, he was still as easily bored as before.
Thankfully, his mom knew that and had only made him promise to contact them on a regular basis.
Drawing the brush through gold feathers, Zack grinned at the happy little warbles from Buzzer. At least he had a good chocobo to ride along the way. “Hope you are ready for the cold,” he murmured. Though Cloud said that some of the birds in this line were from the Icicle Inn region, which meant good, hardy stock.
This...was going to be a hard enough trip without having to worry about the cold and the monsters. Zack knew it was going to be, saying his good-byes this way, but it felt right. He already missed his girl, even if he didn’t remember most of his time in the tanks, even the sense of time passing, but she was gone, and he felt he had to do something. It had taken a while to get the story of what had happened from everyone, but he didn’t blame Cloud for a thing. Though it was taking time to thump that through his younger friend's skull. Slowly, though, Zack was making progress.
He still couldn’t believe Seph had done all of this, and he wished that things had turned out differently....
Life was life, though. He was alive, Spike was alive, most of the people he cared about were alive. He would focus on that, and move on.
Author: GW Katrina aka
icedark_elfBeta:
skerenFandom: Final Fantasy VII
Claim: Zack Fair
Themeset/Prompt: Ten Set 04, 04-Groom for
story_arcRating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1,027
Link to Archive Post: Interconnected
“Wark.”
Chuckling, Zack ducked away from that beak, much to his bird’s disgruntlement. He didn’t feel like being trapped here for a half an hour because he let Buzzer here get a hold of his hair to tug on it until he was bored. Shifting so he was to the side, and had a tiny bit more protection, he continued to go over the bird, making him lift a foot so that Zack could go over it carefully. While Cloud made sure the stables he kept his birds in were the best, there was no substitute for going over the animal himself. That way he knew for sure if anything was off.
Checking over Buzzer’s feet, one at a time, he was pleased. No cracking, the talons were intact and didn’t show any signs of being damaged. They flexed well, and there was no signs of any soft spots. Not that Zack had expected any, but Gongaga did have a few spots that might have caused some sort of damage. And he did like riding around the woods.
Once he checked the boy’s feet, Zack moved up, testing his legs, and was happy to see they were all good as well. Cloud had been out earlier checking on his girl, and he knew Vincent was planning the same. They were getting ready to head into cold weather, and none of them wanted a bird who could be hurt by either the long ride or the cold. And at least one of the birds would be carrying double, most likely Glaus, since Yuffie and Cloud were the two lightest people, and Yuffie was insisting that she was going to go along with them. Which meant they really needed to pick up some more cold weather gear. Which was hard to find in Gongaga, so they’d have to snag it further north. Along with a lot of other supplies. While Zack, Cloud, and Vincent might not feel the cold as sharply anymore, they would still do better if they were geared appropriately for the weather.
With warble, Buzzer leaned into Zack’s hands as he moved from checking his legs to running his fingers through feathers, looking for any damaged ones or tender spots. It was also a impromptu scratching and semi-grooming session, which the bird obviously loved. Chuckling, Zack continued to check over the chocobo, with a lot of petting involved. Buzzer was a good bird, and friendly. Good for a person who was still recovering.
Though Zack was feeling a lot better than he had been. Just being here, home and stuffed whenever his mom decided he needed food, Zack figured he’d put on a good twenty pounds in the last month. Sparring with the others, slow at first, and only now starting to reach areas he considered normal, had helped as well. Zack -hated- being off his game, and just having good food and exercise was helping him get back up to speed.
They were planning on heading north from here, stopping at a few of the smaller towns between here and Bone Village area, and with the golds, they wouldn’t have to find other ways across the water.
Which, Zack had at admit, was just too cool.
From Bone Village, they had one stop up further north. Cloud hadn’t wanted to go, but Zack was pretty determined. And Cloud wasn’t quite ready to let Zack out of his sight. Which was fine by Zack. He was still catching up on what had happened the last half dozen years since Nibelheim. So much had happened, and it was still a lot to take in.
Stretching, Zack finished going over Buzzer, then he went to get the grooming kit, which got a trill of joy. Yeah, Zack had a spoiled bird, but he was okay with that.
“You are spoiled,” a shove to get the bird off of him, and Zack grinned. A month ago, he couldn’t have done that. It was good to see that he was recovering as much as the doctors Reeve had found had promised. Seemed that being a SOLDIER had a few more benefits than expected, and both the Jenova and the mako in his system had been working overtime to get him back into fighting form. Still, thin as he was, he was a lot healthier than he had been. Which was the only reason his mom and dad weren’t as hesitant about letting him go. Because he was visibly better, healthier. That was good, because, as much as he loved his parents, Zack was going to go nuts if he had to stay here. He had left Gongaga for a reason, and as much as he needed the rest, he was still as easily bored as before.
Thankfully, his mom knew that and had only made him promise to contact them on a regular basis.
Drawing the brush through gold feathers, Zack grinned at the happy little warbles from Buzzer. At least he had a good chocobo to ride along the way. “Hope you are ready for the cold,” he murmured. Though Cloud said that some of the birds in this line were from the Icicle Inn region, which meant good, hardy stock.
This...was going to be a hard enough trip without having to worry about the cold and the monsters. Zack knew it was going to be, saying his good-byes this way, but it felt right. He already missed his girl, even if he didn’t remember most of his time in the tanks, even the sense of time passing, but she was gone, and he felt he had to do something. It had taken a while to get the story of what had happened from everyone, but he didn’t blame Cloud for a thing. Though it was taking time to thump that through his younger friend's skull. Slowly, though, Zack was making progress.
He still couldn’t believe Seph had done all of this, and he wished that things had turned out differently....
Life was life, though. He was alive, Spike was alive, most of the people he cared about were alive. He would focus on that, and move on.
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