Wherein our hero finds the city. Or it finds him.

[proudsoldier]

[is sprawled out on one of the pews in the church, turning his head to one side and groaning before blinking his eyes open and slowly trying to sit up, one hand pressed to his head] I've really gotta stop entering buildings through the roof . . .

[blinks again and frowns, studying the church interior] Hang on a sec. This isn't Aeris' church . . . [carefully stands up and looks around, hands on his hips and starting to look warier by the second]

Where am I?

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[proudsoldier]

[Smile widens, and he laces fingers with hers before heading for the door again. Looks up and down the street as they step outside.]

Which way?

[cetraflowergirl.livejournal.com]

[When they stop, she shifts towards him as she looks both ways, lips quirking as she thinks. Coming to a decision, she smiles, looking up at him.]

We can check up this street, and if you're not listed, then we'll circle back and work our way through the rest. What do you think?

[proudsoldier]

Sounds like a plan. [Up the street we go!]