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The streets of Midgar were rough as the wheelchair rolled over every crack and gap on the damp pavement. The chair’s occupant, a heavyset woman with deep brown eyes and dark cocoa hair, kept her body tense as she traversed it.  The group known as Avalanche was a few paces ahead of her as she slowly conquered every bump she encountered. The only two who were nearest to her were Nanaki, and Vincent;  the gunman was watching carefully as the other quietly encouraged her.  She was always a nervous and overly-cautious wreck when faced with the task of navigating the rough paths of Gaia.  The exit to the city was nearing their sight as the ev

Damn this place, and damn the bastard who owns it!  Mariah thought irritably as she trudged through the pink-tinted halls of the lavish brothel.  Her journey across the world had brought her here, to this lewd hell on earth.  One minute, she had entered the city of Midgar.  The next, two brutes had taken her captive and passed her into the care of some fat man with an obcenely yellow mohawk.  Two years had passed since that day, and Mariah had made multiple escape attempts.  These attempts came with a price however; The windows had been barred up, any possible tools had been kept out of her reach, and one of the fat man’s guards had to

    Winter; a time where all life seemingly fades and dies amid the cold, clawing air.  For the Plains Tribe, this time of year was riddled with death and hunger.  Food had run terribly short this year, and it showed.  Elders were dying, as were children and babies.  Hunting parties were forced to wander farther away from their home territory in search of prey.  The party was growing smaller by the day;  each victim dying of cold and starvation.  A famine was sweeping over the largest tribe in all of Gaia, and there was nothing they could do to even ease the suffering.  Amid the dead vegetation, far to the south of the territory, a young fema