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Characters: de-faulty-hero, purelineage and ninetyninesouls.
Location: The Alps.
Rating: PG
Time: 10th of December.
Description: The three head out on a mission to the alps.
The terrain was familiar to the ex-General as they made their way through the rocky area. He remembered the last time they'd made their way through it, but unlike this time, Sephiroth had no other choice but to already be in his Weapon form. The Madness Wavelength was simply too overpowering for him, and if he had allowed his pride to dictate his movements, the ex-General would have lost control of himself and had created more trouble than what it would have been worth.
Sephiroth was silent during their resonance. While his blade may have lightly hummed in response, the ex-General himself was oddly quiet. He wasn't in much of a mood for talking, and found himself far too consumed in his own thoughts while Cloud and Mifune travelled together. He wasn't foolish, and he'd been following what had occurred over the network. There was no doubt that his Meister was pleased, and perhaps a little relieved, with the influx of souls from their world. While it may not have shown visually, it was something that Sephiroth could feel through their connection and bond. Sephiroth hadn't said anything about it either way, and had simply remain silent on the topic since the recent arrivals into the city.
He inwardly frowned at his line of thoughts before forcing his attention back to the world around them. It wouldn't do well to become too distracted when there was a mission at hand. Pushing his earlier thoughts to the back of his mind, Sephiroth focused on the mission instead.
Location: The Alps.
Rating: PG
Time: 10th of December.
Description: The three head out on a mission to the alps.
The terrain was familiar to the ex-General as they made their way through the rocky area. He remembered the last time they'd made their way through it, but unlike this time, Sephiroth had no other choice but to already be in his Weapon form. The Madness Wavelength was simply too overpowering for him, and if he had allowed his pride to dictate his movements, the ex-General would have lost control of himself and had created more trouble than what it would have been worth.
Sephiroth was silent during their resonance. While his blade may have lightly hummed in response, the ex-General himself was oddly quiet. He wasn't in much of a mood for talking, and found himself far too consumed in his own thoughts while Cloud and Mifune travelled together. He wasn't foolish, and he'd been following what had occurred over the network. There was no doubt that his Meister was pleased, and perhaps a little relieved, with the influx of souls from their world. While it may not have shown visually, it was something that Sephiroth could feel through their connection and bond. Sephiroth hadn't said anything about it either way, and had simply remain silent on the topic since the recent arrivals into the city.
He inwardly frowned at his line of thoughts before forcing his attention back to the world around them. It wouldn't do well to become too distracted when there was a mission at hand. Pushing his earlier thoughts to the back of his mind, Sephiroth focused on the mission instead.