010 | [Action Post - Playing Catch Up/Network Browsing]
[/Slightly Hackable]
[The terminal that was available in the Farmhouse which had been used mostly for the running of the Farm and quite possibly the children's home project was by no means an advanced machine. However sufficient network access to browse was available without even having to type in a password, oh the joys of auto-connection.
Sephiroth's mission was simple, to find out more about the World as it was now. He had ascertained from idle browsing that it had been at least a few years since Geostigma. Now it was onto the network proper, browsing recent events (that Earthquake he'd inadvertently caused didn't ever feel that big but then of course the pictures kinda of meshed together with the wave he knew he'd caused) and pouring through the contents of the archives and saved data on the terminal itself. Looks like ShinRa didn't run the show anymore, this World Regenesis Organization did. After reading and then re-reading a particular newsletter, Sephiroth's curiosity was quirked by this dubbed 'Lifestream Phenomena'. It had indeed been more widespread than he had initially thought if the contents of this newsletter were to be believed. He wondered briefly what the Planet was doing with itself to cause all the return of this life. It couldn't be possibly that like some newborn child it regurgitated because people like him had fed it too much? That didn't make any sense, he needed to find out more about this...his attention strayed across towards the kitchen door and the trapdoor which led into the basement, to Cloud. It might be possible Cloud knew more than he was letting on...]
[/telepathic : Jenova]
Mother....tell me about.....your return....
[/telepathic: Remnants]
Where are you? [Sent simultaneously to Kadaj and Yazoo. Sephiroth had been waiting days for their return and wanted to know what the hold up was]
[A little while later Sephiroth turned everything off on the terminal and headed for the stairwell to the basement once more. Running hands down the sides of the lightweight black cotton shirt he'd found that was a little too small to button up, he descended the concrete steps. Eyes straight away on Cloud from his hanging spot, a neat pool of dried blood underneath him from the torment the previous day. Ascertaining the blonds condition first]
[The terminal that was available in the Farmhouse which had been used mostly for the running of the Farm and quite possibly the children's home project was by no means an advanced machine. However sufficient network access to browse was available without even having to type in a password, oh the joys of auto-connection.
Sephiroth's mission was simple, to find out more about the World as it was now. He had ascertained from idle browsing that it had been at least a few years since Geostigma. Now it was onto the network proper, browsing recent events (that Earthquake he'd inadvertently caused didn't ever feel that big but then of course the pictures kinda of meshed together with the wave he knew he'd caused) and pouring through the contents of the archives and saved data on the terminal itself. Looks like ShinRa didn't run the show anymore, this World Regenesis Organization did. After reading and then re-reading a particular newsletter, Sephiroth's curiosity was quirked by this dubbed 'Lifestream Phenomena'. It had indeed been more widespread than he had initially thought if the contents of this newsletter were to be believed. He wondered briefly what the Planet was doing with itself to cause all the return of this life. It couldn't be possibly that like some newborn child it regurgitated because people like him had fed it too much? That didn't make any sense, he needed to find out more about this...his attention strayed across towards the kitchen door and the trapdoor which led into the basement, to Cloud. It might be possible Cloud knew more than he was letting on...]
[/telepathic : Jenova]
Mother....tell me about.....your return....
[/telepathic: Remnants]
Where are you? [Sent simultaneously to Kadaj and Yazoo. Sephiroth had been waiting days for their return and wanted to know what the hold up was]
[A little while later Sephiroth turned everything off on the terminal and headed for the stairwell to the basement once more. Running hands down the sides of the lightweight black cotton shirt he'd found that was a little too small to button up, he descended the concrete steps. Eyes straight away on Cloud from his hanging spot, a neat pool of dried blood underneath him from the torment the previous day. Ascertaining the blonds condition first]