The bang drowned out Ales's squeaking scream. It didn't hide how his hand flinched away from the computer, unbalancing the tall chair. He had a second of reprieve as it wobbles, but as Sephiroth walked towards the stone, it fell. The Teensie was unceremoniously thrown onto the floor, rolled away, and stopped right behind the SOLDIER.

Ales pushed himself up so his face wasn't touching the floor. "What does that mean?!" He shouted at the Moogle.

While waiting for that near-killer to answer, he stood up, brushed dust off his lab coat, and followed Sephiroth. Ales worked in the laboratory for many days not as a part-time research, but for private work as well. He would recognize the general direction the stone had fired.