[Thread] Here We Go Again (the real one)
Characters: AU Sephiroth, OU Cloud, eventually OU Aerith too?
Where: The park/pond
When: Daytime
Summary: Sephiroth's got a raging chocobo-head on his tail, shenanigans are likely to ensue.
Warnings: Er... this may end in a manly contest of who-can-beat-the-shit-out-of-the-other-faster? Possible mindfuckery, depending on whether or not Seph's on his game?
Last time there had been a ruined city, the body of a boy that had fallen short of expectation, that had been too slow, too weak, too useless to perform as he'd needed him to. What would happen this time?
Sephiroth lay the phone? data device? that the Warden had supplied him with down against his leg, leaning back against the large, outlying branch on which he lay, his hair drifting down like a silver flag in the afternoon sun. The message was sent, his location was self-evident if Cloud had the brains to come looking. All that was left was to wait.
And Sephiroth particularly detested waiting. Even when he had been as close to human as was possible for him, he had never been a patient man. Whatever Cloud wanted, whatever he was in such a furor to finish, Sephiroth certainly hoped that he would go about it soon.
Where: The park/pond
When: Daytime
Summary: Sephiroth's got a raging chocobo-head on his tail, shenanigans are likely to ensue.
Warnings: Er... this may end in a manly contest of who-can-beat-the-shit-out-of-the-other-faster? Possible mindfuckery, depending on whether or not Seph's on his game?
Last time there had been a ruined city, the body of a boy that had fallen short of expectation, that had been too slow, too weak, too useless to perform as he'd needed him to. What would happen this time?
Sephiroth lay the phone? data device? that the Warden had supplied him with down against his leg, leaning back against the large, outlying branch on which he lay, his hair drifting down like a silver flag in the afternoon sun. The message was sent, his location was self-evident if Cloud had the brains to come looking. All that was left was to wait.
And Sephiroth particularly detested waiting. Even when he had been as close to human as was possible for him, he had never been a patient man. Whatever Cloud wanted, whatever he was in such a furor to finish, Sephiroth certainly hoped that he would go about it soon.