There was suddenly and inexplicably a new presence.
Rosiel had been searching, to see what happened when new arrivals were brought, but it had been a long time since someone had appeared. This time, however, was different. Whatever had brought this new person here was masked utterly by her - its? - own power.
He paused, apart from her, watching her shift and stand, feeling her energy thrum against his skin even at this distance. She was more powerful than him. His inorganic components, even in their altered state, hummed in response to the power she let off.
It was unnerving.
Rosiel didn't like it. He was used to being the most powerful here. And nearly the most powerful at home. This new creature was so far beyond him that it was stunning. He was almost afraid of what would happen when she noticed him.
This world was fresh. It was beautiful. Everything was crisp and pristine. Jenova shifted slightly, feeling the ground beneath her hands, listening to the fragile hum of the world before pushing herself up to stand properly on her feet. The air caught at her again, shivering over her wings and flinging the curtain of her hair around her face. One of her hands, outstretched toward the sky as she balanced herself, shuddered rather violently, pulling a curve into the virus's lips
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She was pretty. He would have called her beautiful only she was so strange and he didn't understand it. When she stretched out her hand, he found himself moving towards her without even considering whether or not it was an intelligent decision.
Not that his decisions were usually based on any sort of reasoned plan.
There was something about her, though, that Rosiel didn't know how to resist. She should have felt dangerous, he should have responded to such overwhelming power by getting away. But she didn't. She felt...
Male. The new thing was male, she determined as it came close enough for her to touch. Because she wanted to touch, to examine, to get inside and figure out what it was that made these particular creations tick. This one folded into her easily; it was only a matter of seconds before she was carefully touching his face, absent eyes scanning the visage presented to her.
It took a moment to begin filtering in to this one's system. As familiar as the aesthetic was--tall, male, long silky hair, pointed features, human form--its genetics were not actually familiar. Her cells fused in quietly, yearning for familiar patterns, brushing beyond the surface with the lightest of touches.
"...why..." came her voice softly, lips barely opening enough to emit sound. "...why did... you leave Mother...?"
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Rosiel had been searching, to see what happened when new arrivals were brought, but it had been a long time since someone had appeared. This time, however, was different. Whatever had brought this new person here was masked utterly by her - its? - own power.
He paused, apart from her, watching her shift and stand, feeling her energy thrum against his skin even at this distance. She was more powerful than him. His inorganic components, even in their altered state, hummed in response to the power she let off.
It was unnerving.
Rosiel didn't like it. He was used to being the most powerful here. And nearly the most powerful at home. This new creature was so far beyond him that it was stunning. He was almost afraid of what would happen when she noticed him.
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Not that his decisions were usually based on any sort of reasoned plan.
There was something about her, though, that Rosiel didn't know how to resist. She should have felt dangerous, he should have responded to such overwhelming power by getting away. But she didn't. She felt...
Like safety. Like home.
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It took a moment to begin filtering in to this one's system. As familiar as the aesthetic was--tall, male, long silky hair, pointed features, human form--its genetics were not actually familiar. Her cells fused in quietly, yearning for familiar patterns, brushing beyond the surface with the lightest of touches.
"...why..." came her voice softly, lips barely opening enough to emit sound. "...why did... you leave Mother...?"
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