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In life every choice has a consequence. For the young mercenary, Celeste Castel, her choice would decide the Planet's fate. When she meets a young man named Cloud Strife, she is asked one of the most hardest questions that will affe...
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Location: Wall MarketInn Time: 10:10 A.M.
I groggily wake up due to some noisy neighbors next door. I look outside the bedroom's window to see daylight already shining. "Shit!" I throw the blanket off of myself as I jump out of bed preparing myself for the day. I leave the Inn thinking of a plan to get topside.
"Maybe one of the trio knows . . ." I cross out Andrea Rhodea since he's a busy man. He probably doesn't have time to be helping some random merc get topside.
"Maybe Chocobo Sam?" I shake my head no. "Sam even said so himself, he doesn't want anything to do with me so . . ." I clap my hands together when I finally found my answer. "Madam M! She doesn't hate me! So, she might help me get topside!"
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Location: Hand Massage Parlor Time: 10:20 A.M.
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"Security's tight these days, so good luck with that," Madam M shrugs. "But as such, if you're that desperate, then you can ask the slum lord himself."
"Corneo?" I frown. "That man sure has his connections so . . ."
"Well, off you go," Madam M gestures for me to leave. "There is a customer and they must not be kept waiting."
Madam M turns her back, leaving but the thought about my scars arises in my head. "Wait! Madam M!"
"Yes? What is it now?" Madam M rolls her eyes impatiently.
"Did you tell Shinra anything about me?" I lean towards her right ear as my voice goes down to a whisper. "Like anything regarding to my scars?"
Madam M suddenly bursts out in laughter, as she slowly calms down by fanning herself. "That's the funniest thing I've heard in long time!"
I squint at Madam M, skeptical if she's telling the truth or not. "So?"
"Of course not, Celeste," Madam M shakes her head. "I wouldn't betray girl code. And even if Shinra did pay me to get info on you, what would I get out of it? Money? I work at a hand massage parlor - a respectable establishment, where if you don't require our services, then fuck off."
I gape at Madam M - seemingly I sense that she's telling the truth. "Sorry Madam M," I apologize. "I know you're a good person, it's just I've been a little jumpy about who I can trust or not.
