Sephiroth
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What do you cherish most?
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Post by Sephiroth on Feb 19, 2009 23:07:16 GMT -5
Sephiroth had left the Opera house for a short while, but had found himself amazed that the city outside was so technologically stunted. Wandering outside was difficult - he was completely unfamiliar with the new city surroundings and without his connection to Jenova, he hated to admit it, but he felt lost.
Considering that he could relocate that imp-girl again if he went back to the opera, Sephiroth returned to search the insides, treading slowly and with careful steps as to not disturb any rehearsals that may have been going on. Memories of a bygone life passed through his mind, bringing up old feelings that were weighted heavily with a blanket of betrayal as he passed through the quiet backstage area.
Closing his eyes, he decided to refocus his mind, unable to seek out Jenova's calling - she had never been reachable, it was always the other way around. But if the imp girl was correct, then...
...Cloud... The mental message was sent out like a singular pulse, a drop of rain falling into a lake and disturbing an otherwise quiet mental frequency.
Opening his eyes again, Sephiroth tried opening his mind to see if he could pick up the little blond and his thoughts. It had been a while since Cloud's mind had been broken, and they'd had their encounter at the Northern Crater. He had sensed the young man's spirit had been strengthened by some new resolve then, but the fight was such a blur now...
He tried again, the tone stronger, firmer than before. Cloud...
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Sephiroth
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What do you cherish most?
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Post by Sephiroth on Feb 20, 2009 1:31:16 GMT -5
((Linked to: An Unfamiliar Rooftop)) Sephiroth felt the familiar presence recoil from his reach, and smirked to himself. Midna had been right. Now that he had found Cloud, Sephiroth reasoned that he could bide his time, provided the young man stay near the opera house. If not, he would simply hunt his adversary and take Cloud down. For now, he would explore.
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Post by cloud on Mar 21, 2009 21:20:00 GMT -5
Cloud found himself backstage after having warily ventured down from the opera house's rooftop. The source of the dark magical energy had seemed to originate from here, but that same source, it appeared, was no longer present.
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