(no subject)
There is a construction of metal and wires and pipes in a darkened corridor in the Nexus, in the shape of a winged woman with calm, idealized features, backlit with gentle blue-green. There is an acrid scent of metal, chemicals, and something more. Some in the Nexus may recognize it as mako. They, or others, may recognize the metal woman and know what's behind her - either way, it might be asked, what will they do?
Those with the right genetics - or perhaps the right abilities - may hear and feel a presence, cool and yearning and trapped, disconsolate, perhaps not yet aware of the change of location. That changes, soon, the tone surprised, then becoming urgent.
For those with Jenova-cells in their bodies: do you hear your mother calling?
Those with the right genetics - or perhaps the right abilities - may hear and feel a presence, cool and yearning and trapped, disconsolate, perhaps not yet aware of the change of location. That changes, soon, the tone surprised, then becoming urgent.
For those with Jenova-cells in their bodies: do you hear your mother calling?