Owowow.
Not the most eloquent or coherent review, but I just read this whole thing at one sitting, after a long day, and I think my brain poured out my ears like it did after my first viewing of Akira. This story is devastating, brutal, and apt. OW. I don't think I'll ever be able to laugh at Squall's "Whatever" or the League of Sulky Teenagers again.
Poor Rinoa.
Very good writing. I can't poke at a single bit of it.