Seeing double...? [Active/Open]
Characters: Sephiroth. Both of 'em. And anyone who wants to wtf at them.
Content: How well can two Sephiroths get on together?
Location: Uh...random street somewhere, I guess.
Time of Day: Mid morning
Warnings: Confusion. Two Sephiroths. XD And Sabby's lame subject title...
Sephiroth had been wondering since the heating had been shut off if he should perhaps seek out warmer clothes for the winter. He would probably need new clothes soon anyway. The crabs liked to tear at his current uniform and it was becoming harder to take care of it. But then the heating had come back on and he was less concerned about it. There was still a distinct lack of food however, and he was begninning to feel the effects despite careful rationing of all he had left. Was this a new test of endurance or were they truly expected to lay down and die of starvation now? The lack of answers was wearing on Sephiroth's nerves. However, sitting around doing nothing was not making him feel any better. Perhaps there would be crabs to take out his frustrations on. This thought in mind, Sephiroth grabbed his sword and headed out into the cold streets of Manhattan.
Content: How well can two Sephiroths get on together?
Location: Uh...random street somewhere, I guess.
Time of Day: Mid morning
Warnings: Confusion. Two Sephiroths. XD And Sabby's lame subject title...
Sephiroth had been wondering since the heating had been shut off if he should perhaps seek out warmer clothes for the winter. He would probably need new clothes soon anyway. The crabs liked to tear at his current uniform and it was becoming harder to take care of it. But then the heating had come back on and he was less concerned about it. There was still a distinct lack of food however, and he was begninning to feel the effects despite careful rationing of all he had left. Was this a new test of endurance or were they truly expected to lay down and die of starvation now? The lack of answers was wearing on Sephiroth's nerves. However, sitting around doing nothing was not making him feel any better. Perhaps there would be crabs to take out his frustrations on. This thought in mind, Sephiroth grabbed his sword and headed out into the cold streets of Manhattan.