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Who: Sephiroth
Status: Closed.
When: 19:00
Where: Sector 3
What: Sephiroth continues his search for the WEAPON, but soon finds that he’s not the only one hunting something.
He’d been quietly stalking his way through Edge since the early morning as he followed the trail of the Black Materia. His travels had originally taken him to the forth sector of the city before he’d happened to stumble on an area that had previously been battled on. The blood that had dried into the brick and cement was more than enough to confirm this, and after closer inspection he’d been able to piece together roughly what had happened. There was no doubt within his mind that Strife had been involved since he’d last seen his prized possession in the company of the blonde, but the fact that there seemed to have been a battle was a cause for both concern and curiosity.
Who had the strength to go up against his de-strung puppet?
It was a question that had lingered in the back of his thoughts as he had continued on with his search. The WEAPON had been moving around for a time through the city which made it difficult to pinpoint a location until that movement had stopped. So he had lain in wait until that moment. Sephiroth was on the move the first moment he managed to get a fix on the Black Materia’s location.
His travels had brought him back through Sector Four and into the more industrial side of Sector Three. The presence was still weak and difficult to exactly locate, but he held no doubt that it was either within this sector or the one either side. Sephiroth kept his presence hidden from those in the streets as he kept to the building tops. While it would be easy enough to dispose of any of them in his path he much preferred to keep his location hidden.
This left the ex-General moving stealthily on the rooftops as his dark-figure landed near-silently on the roof of the next building. His instincts decided to flare up at that point, and his cat-like gaze narrowed in thought as he paused in his search and took a moment to assess the situation. There had been a subtle ‘off’ feeling for the last few minutes that didn’t seem to be disappearing, and although he’d kept himself quiet and away from prying eyes, Sephiroth was getting the distinct impression that he was being watched.
Someone dared to try stalking him?
Status: Closed.
When: 19:00
Where: Sector 3
What: Sephiroth continues his search for the WEAPON, but soon finds that he’s not the only one hunting something.
He’d been quietly stalking his way through Edge since the early morning as he followed the trail of the Black Materia. His travels had originally taken him to the forth sector of the city before he’d happened to stumble on an area that had previously been battled on. The blood that had dried into the brick and cement was more than enough to confirm this, and after closer inspection he’d been able to piece together roughly what had happened. There was no doubt within his mind that Strife had been involved since he’d last seen his prized possession in the company of the blonde, but the fact that there seemed to have been a battle was a cause for both concern and curiosity.
Who had the strength to go up against his de-strung puppet?
It was a question that had lingered in the back of his thoughts as he had continued on with his search. The WEAPON had been moving around for a time through the city which made it difficult to pinpoint a location until that movement had stopped. So he had lain in wait until that moment. Sephiroth was on the move the first moment he managed to get a fix on the Black Materia’s location.
His travels had brought him back through Sector Four and into the more industrial side of Sector Three. The presence was still weak and difficult to exactly locate, but he held no doubt that it was either within this sector or the one either side. Sephiroth kept his presence hidden from those in the streets as he kept to the building tops. While it would be easy enough to dispose of any of them in his path he much preferred to keep his location hidden.
This left the ex-General moving stealthily on the rooftops as his dark-figure landed near-silently on the roof of the next building. His instincts decided to flare up at that point, and his cat-like gaze narrowed in thought as he paused in his search and took a moment to assess the situation. There had been a subtle ‘off’ feeling for the last few minutes that didn’t seem to be disappearing, and although he’d kept himself quiet and away from prying eyes, Sephiroth was getting the distinct impression that he was being watched.
Someone dared to try stalking him?