014 - VOICE

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[ His sigh is quiet when he finally makes it, soft but fraught with idle hints of discomfort, from the rigid slowness to the controlled rhythm of his breath, which seems too deliberate for all his natural, but seemingly deliberate, cool. When he speaks ... well, it seems like he's musing aloud as usual, but his voice lacks that distinct arrogance

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[excarnates]

Well, at least you're keeping yourself company.

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With the look of things, I'm surprised to find there's another option.

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[excarnates]

Having a bit of trouble finding decent company, mm?

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[ Stifled pause ]

... No. Company is the very last thing I need.

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[divigate]

[there's a pause before he speaks and then even his voice sounds worn from a mixture of guilt and bitterness]

So you've survived. I'd wondered.

... Who are you referring to?

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Me? ... I feel like I should be wondering the same about you.

[ There's pale tension in the next few seconds, and with that first question, he closes the silence with an easy huff of distaste ]

It doesn't matter anymore.

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... I managed to find assistance after you left.

[He hesitates, thrown by how much more lucid Sephiroth seems than the last time he saw him. After a reflective silence, he answers himself.]

Genesis. What did he tell you?

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After I left ...

[ Another pause of consideration as he mulls that statement over, wondering if he should be offended by the irony of it, and there's a soft sound of dismissal when he decides 'no'. ]

Well, that's funny.

... He told me enough.

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I'd like my belongings back.

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... Excuse me?

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[implored]

[she is way too curious for her own good, and it's in her voice.]

What sort of ribbon?

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A pink one that surely isn't mine.

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I see. How unfortunate, for the one who lost it.

If I may be so bold, what sort of dream do you mean?

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Frankly, I couldn't care less.

[ ... Because really. His issues are far more pressing than someone else's long, lost ribbon. He sighs slow, measured, and subtly bothered, but he's calm enough in his response, even with the fine undercurrents of restraint ]

The sort of dream you don't wake up from.

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Come to finish what you started?

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What makes you think I have business here?

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Surely that wasn't the end.

voice | ajhbke I'm sorry this is so late, bb.

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