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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">The gunfire was sporadic in the distance, the sounds climbing up from the streets below to the rooftops where Jonas and Gil made haste towards the tallest structure in Dollet proper, the Dollet Hotel. Ahead Jonas spied a chimney that would provide good enough cover to stop and get a good view of what was happening in the square.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Lets stop here.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said with a quick look back at Gil who was followed close behind. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>They definitely have a presence in the square down their.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas continued as he pointed down to the large cobblestone paved square that was circled wide by shops on either side that conversed on a triangular building that was the Dollet Hotel. In the square below Galbadian soldiers were positioned behind blockades from the two western streets that led into the square, apparently waiting for SeeD to arrived. Jonas turned his focus up towards the towering hotel where he saw movement from one of the high balconies. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>They&#39;ve got this place guarded pretty well, we probably need to do something about this before continuing on.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said as he tried to stay out of sight, hoping Gil would have an idea on what to do.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #3F0000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #fbfcfc;">&#160;&#160; Once he was high enough up the wall Gil took hold of the roof&#39;s edge and pulled himself up. Afterwards he was content to simply sit there for a time, taking the chance to rest while he could. When Jonas had finished taking survey of the area and begun to speak Gil forced himself onto his feet and reached for his weapon; he brought the heavy blade to rest upon his shoulder, and then simply waited for Jonas to decide on their next course of action.<br />&#160;&#160; Gil didn&#39;t move an inch, nor say a word, he simply stood there listening to the distant echoes of battle. It wasn&#39;t until Jonas urged him to get moving that Gil snapped out of his reverie and started after his friend, quickly adjusting his pace to match Jonas&#39; own. </span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">Jonas took Gil&#39;s sword by the hilt, pulling it up with a heave of strength and after setting it flat on the red tiles of the roof he moved back towards the edge, leaning over to grasp Gil&#39;s skyward held arm. With another heave Jonas pulled Gil up high enough that he could grasp the roof himself and pull himself up the rest of the way. Taking a few breaths, Jonas turned to take in the sights around him. The spoke like streets that cut between the seas of crimson red tiles all conjoining at the main bridge to the mainland, just north west of where they were positioned.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Okay, if we keep low enough we should be out of sight of any troops on the ground, All we have to figure out is how to cross some of the gaps between here and the square around the bridge.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas was thinking out loud, hunching over as he started along the spine of the roof towards the bridge. Ahead the tall brick facade of the Dollet Hotel stood higher than all of the buildings around, he hoped that there was no one stationed on the roof. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Come on, lets get moving.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas looked back to Gil before he picked up the pace.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #3F0000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #fbfcfc;">&#160;&#160; With bated breath Gil held his stance as he waited for Jonas to move into position; briefly he thought that Jonas might have reconsidered--he couldn&#39;t see much with the blade positioned as it was--but a sudden, crushing weight upon the flat of the blade quickly dispelled that notion. With the combined stress of both Jonas and the weapon upon him Gil could feel his arms about to buckle; but from somewhere nearby the sounds of continued battle struck him. With that a fresh surge of anger burst forth to provide a strength he didn&#39;t know he had, and with everything he could muster Gil pushed back to provide a bit more leverage to help Jonas onto the roof.<br />&#160;&#160; <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"I&#39;ll take your word for it,"</strong></span> Gil languidly replied; it was plain that he had overexerted himself with that particular display. With a pained groan he pushed through the discomfort, placing one hand on his blade&#39;s spine as he offered the handle to Jonas. Once his weapon was up Gil reached out to Jonas and prepared to scale up onto the roof.<span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"I swear, if you drop me...."</strong></span></span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">Jonas shuffled his feet backwards as he staggered for a moment when Gil pushed past with a zeal he hadn&#39;t seen in his friends eyes in some time. It only took Jonas a few moments to realize what Gil&#39;s plan was, and with a nod of his head Jonas turned back into the Triple Triad parlor and quickly put as much distance between himself and the door as he could. Taking a deep breath Jonas pushed off with his right foot and with surprising acceleration was up to speed before he passed through open doorway. Leaping with his left leg Jonas took to the air, ignoring the nearby gunfire as he pushed off Gil&#39;s blade and with what he assumed was a thrust upward from Gil, took to the air. It seemed to happen in slow motion, but was over in seconds, as Jonas landed cleanly on the red tiled roof of the building, letting out a held breath. <br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Damn! That was awesome!</strong></span> &#8221; He found himself exclaiming as he lowered himself to the edge of the roof and extended his right arm downward, waiting for Gil.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #3F0000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #fbfcfc;">&#160;&#160; Gil trailed just a step behind Jonas as they made their way through the pub and up the stairs. Outside the heated sounds of battle continued to rage, yet the furious hammer of his own heartbeat in his ears overwhelmed it all.All that mattered to him was to find someone at whom he could direct his wrath; those monsters that would threaten the closest thing he had to a home, just so that they could sate their own greed without regard for the lives of others.<br />&#160;&#160; Once the door was opened Gil immediately pushed his way past Jonas. Once he was in the open he hefted his greatsword over his head at an angle, with his left forearm bracing the weapon halfway down the blade. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"Use it to get onto the roof, then you can help me up."</strong></span> </span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">Jonas had found the stairs quickly and through the sounds of gunfire and explosions that now came in from the outside he pulled himself up and moved. Reaching the stairs Jonas took them two at a time as he pushed himself upward into another room that housed several of the green felt topped tables and wooden boards used to play Triple Triad. For a brief moment he thought about how much he had enjoyed the game itself but quickly found himself pushing those thoughts away as Gil climbed the stairs behind him.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Over there, that door probably leads to that arched walkway we saw above the road. I&#39;m sure we can get up on the roof from there.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said as another explosion shook the entire building. Jonas reached the door quickly, pulling the brass handle inwards with a twist, letting in the sounds of the gunfire outside. They would have to be careful outside, and get on the roof as quickly as possible.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">The bar was located on the left side of the street, it&#39;s stone edifice still lit with the neon sign that signified it&#39;s name, The Shining Bomber. Jonas nodded to Gil, trying to figure out how they could separate themselves enough from the others to enter the front door of the bar. It was at that moment that the explosion happened, ahead of the group of SeeD the cobblestone exploded upwards with such force and loudness that Jonas felt himself thrust back towards the buildings. Ahead he watched as the Galbadians came forward and met the group of SeeD that had been leading them. The gunfire began shortly after, deafening everything else around them.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Gil come on!</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said aloud, unsure if his friend could even hear him or not over the sounds of combat as he grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him towards the door of the Shining Bomber, pulling it open and diving inward as the bullets sent splinters of wood flying all around them. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Let&#39;s not waste any time.</strong></span> &#8221; He continued as he got to his feet as quickly as possible, taking little time to scan the bar itself, only looking for the stairs that would lead them to the upper level.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #3F0000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #fbfcfc;">&#160;&#160;&#160; As they made their way into the city proper Gil couldn&#39;t help but think back on his childhood; these had been the nearest shops and storefronts to home when he was a child, and he had spent more than a little time here. It was discomforting to see the street so devoid of life that the boiling rage threatened to break his peace. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>&#8220;Over there on the left, you see that bar sign?&#8221;</strong></span> Gil asked with a vague gesture with his free hand. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>&#8220;I remember it from when I was a kid, the owner would let me come in to play Triple Triad. As I recall we should be able to access the causeway from the second floor; when you&#39;re ready let&#39;s make our move.&#8221;</strong></span></span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">The streets turned from pavement to cobblestone as they passed through the towering stone archway that led into the city proper. On either side old stone buildings, many storefronts with apartments or housing above followed the curved line of the street towards the center of Dollet. The buildings along the outermost band of the city were mostly undamaged, though the towers of billowing smoke could still be seen blanketing the skies ahead of them. Jonas started to slow his pace, allowing the others ahead to carry on a few meters away, enough space that he and Gil could talk more freely.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>There might be some buildings around here with rooftop access as well, we just need to keep our eyes open.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas replied to Gil&#39;s earlier ideas about reaching the rooftop level. Ahead Jonas spied a stone arched bridge that connected two buildings above street level. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>If we could get up there to that causeway we could probably boost up to the roof.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said as he motioned ahead of them, wondering if they could find a way into that building without being noticed.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #3F0000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #fbfcfc;">&#160;&#160;&#160; Gil was just a few steps behind Jonas on the concrete steps, which let him speak in little more than a whisper so as not to be overheard by the others. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"Nothing ideal, but I have a few. No matter what we&#39;ll have to follow for a bit, there&#39;s just too many people to break away as is."</strong></span> A brief pause as they reached the turn in the middle of the staircase. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"Once we&#39;ve split into our individual teams is when we should prepare to make our move, but we&#39;ll need be quick about it. We need to find a building with a collapsed roof, there&#39;s bound to be at least one or two with how much damage has been done to the city. Alternatively anything with a balcony on the top floor will do just as well."</strong></span><br />&#160;&#160;&#160; A momentary pause for breath before he continued. <span style="color: #8c99b3;"><strong>"Once we&#39;ve found something that fits along those lines we&#39;ll have to creep in--we can&#39;t be too far back, or they&#39;ll start to suspect something, but if we&#39;re too close there&#39;s no way we&#39;ll go unnoticed. When we&#39;re inside we have to move, and move fast, Jonas. If we&#39;re too slow and our team engages the enemy before we&#39;re in position we&#39;ll have really fucked this up. I want to avoid losing any comrades here, not be the cause of it."</strong></span> A few moments after they reached the top of the staircase he had finally finished laying out the outline of the plan, and let out a sigh of relief at having done so. This was probably the most he had spoken within a single conversation in what must have been weeks.</span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #dddddd;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; color: #666666;">Jonas felt the tap on his shoulder and instinctively stepped back from the group of officers who seemed content with the orders they had given. Gil had that glimmer in his eye&#8212;the one that only meant trouble for them in the long run&#8212;and his mind seemed to be racing with possibilities. When he finally spoke his plan Jonas couldn&#39;t help but be impressed, it made the most sense even if it meant getting a scolding after they had captured Dollet&#39;s city center.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>That&#39;s really not a bad plan, and I&#39;m going to be honest the idea of just picking one of the avenues with buildings right up to the sidewalk and no place to find cover seems a bit dangerous. A show of force to Galbadia, sure, but we&#39;re going to suffer casualties.</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas said as he watched the SeeD officers start to break up and motion for all the SeeD parties who landed to start up the stairs. Jonas knew that more transports had landed at different parts of the city and would all likely be starting inward down the streets towards the center. &#8221; <span style="color: #6b3d57;"><strong>Couple problems though. One we have to slip away without being seen somehow and two we&#39;re going to have to find a way up to the rooftops. You have any ideas?</strong></span> &#8221; Jonas continued as he started up the concrete stairs that leveled out halfway and made a ninty degree turn before starting upward again, finally reaching the paved streets of Dollet.<br /> Ahead of them the Officers were splitting the other SeeD into groups, some having already started down the curved road that would lead to the next inward spoke. It appeared they were meant to follow the first group through the immediate archway that would lead into a market district, and for the time being at least it would seem they would have to follow.</span></td>
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