Solomon City

"What if I didn't want to be Mind Broken?" Zaft asked.

"After time with us your mind would have broke in some way," Mace said walking back down, "and the one time I had a cool speech no one listened."

"Sorry, I was buisy having my brain ripped in half." Zaft responded.

"Aside from the pain, how do you feel?" DVB asked.

"Torn. Torn between two opposing thoughts." Zaft said, "I'm not sure which one is right."

"Zaft, Why did you join them in the first place?" DVB asked. "By the way, drink your coffee before it ets cold," he said. "Cisume, I need you help, we might be able to help Zaft," he said.

"No, I don't drink coffee." Zaft said, "I joined the Xeuz... to help save the world... and..." he trailed off.

"Zaft, humanity has to save each other. The Xeuz are not gods, they are imperfect and make mistakes. We have to save each other, they are just causing more fear and pain," DVB said as he grabbed Zaft's rejected mug and started to drink the coffee.

"I know this may seem bad on both ends, but is it possible for me to meet one?" Mace asked Zaft, "not to join, but just to talk to."

"So imperialism is the answer? You kill anyone who diagrees from you and you re sapped of humaniy's greatest gift and curse, emotions," DVB said. "Cisume, share with us your thoughts," he said before taking another sip.

Cisume shook her head, "I think Zaft is right, man was ruining the world. But at the same time, it doesn't mean he should have to suffer..." she was becoming quite pale, something was not right.

DVB spit out the coffee he was drinking. "Cisume, you feeling alright?"" he asked.

Mace threw a empty coffee mug at DVB, "don't interrupt," he whined. "Now, I know this may seem bad on both ends, but is it possible for me to meet one?" Mace he repeated to Zaft, "not to join, but just to talk to."

"Mace, something is wrong with her, Zaft, take her to the med-lab," he said pointing to a door with a red cross on it.

"Not unless you want to either be brainwashed or killed." Zaft said to Mace. "No, I'm OK... just a bit stressed." Cisume lied.

"Cisume, I'm not stupid nor unobservant. Don't forget about my abilities. Please tell us what's wrong?" "Here," he said to Zaft throwing him a bottle of water.

Zaft looked the bottle over and decided it safe. Cisume twiddled her thumbs, "I don't know,I've been feeling weird lately."

"How do you mean weird?" DVB said. "Do you think it could be an effect of the brainwashing?" he asked.

"Maybe, I really don't know. I've been pretty tired." Cisume tried to explain.

"You know what,? I an tired too," Mace said while yawning. "all this running around really gets to ya. Say, where's the bedrooms?"

DVB bit his lip. "I don't know, Mace, didn;t you say you can scan them or something like that?" he asked while trying to wrap his broken arm, but to no avail. "Cisume, can you help me out here?" he asked.

"Y-yeah, su-sure." Cisume said. She walked over and started wrapping the bandage around DVB's arm, "Shouldn't you see a doctor for this? What if it doesn't heal properly?"
Zaft eyed DVB suspiciously.

"I heal fast, besides we can't tell who's a Xeuz or normal," DVB said. "Zaft, something bothering you? Hungry or something? How about you Cisume, Mace?" he asked.

"Hmm, no." Zaft said. He focused on something else in the room, trying to keep an open mind... which wasn't such an easy task for someone who had been brainwashed.
"No thanks, I'm not really hungry..." Cisume said. She finished wrapping and secured the crude cast with a layer of medical tape.