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Gods… [He grumbled, the shot looking down to the ground, a gloved hand pulling the sole of his boot back.] I’m fine, I just need another pair a’boots.
[Cid turns back to the wheelchair, Vincent’s long black hair draped over the back.] Had the same boots fer six years an’ all of a sudden--- [He pauses, stops moving for a moment before running to get a straight-on look of Highwind Mechanics, Vincent still off to the side on the sidewalk.]
MY WINDOWS. They’re fixed. All of 'em!
[“Mister Highwind!” Someone off to the side called and walked up to him before the feed cut off.]
[Cid turns back to the wheelchair, Vincent’s long black hair draped over the back.] Had the same boots fer six years an’ all of a sudden--- [He pauses, stops moving for a moment before running to get a straight-on look of Highwind Mechanics, Vincent still off to the side on the sidewalk.]
MY WINDOWS. They’re fixed. All of 'em!
[“Mister Highwind!” Someone off to the side called and walked up to him before the feed cut off.]