RPG Final Fantasy VII: The ARKAN War

[conpiracymonki]

Gael's long blonde hair blew in the wind.
He was deep in thought.
He was sitting at the edge of a small cliff over the Zolom Marshes.
He has his GunBlade faced downwards, into the ground, and was leaning on it.
Rain had always helped clear his mind.

His orders were to wipe out any and all resistance in every town they passed through. Any resistance meaning ARKA rebels.

It wasn't killing so many people that was making him think. In fact, killing helped soothe his soul...rather, it was the fact that [i]he[/i] was nowhere to be seen...

[b]Alright men,...let's move out[/b]

[Mist]

"Everyone! We must evacuate immediatly! SHRINA corp. was ordered to wipe us out! we must leave!" Mara screamed over the tiny crowd of young men in the tent.
"Why should we listen to you?" a man yelled back, followed by a fit of laughter.
Mara turned her gaze on the man.
"Do you feel like dying?" she inquired, her piercing blue eyes lingering on his.
"N-n-o." He said uncomfortably.
"Then pack you lazy butt up and MOVE!!!" she said.
She storde off to the next tent and went throught the same procedure. After she was done, Mara walked to the offcials' tent and reported that all tents were on the move.