Sephiroth falls onto his bed simply exhausted, his eyes overcast by the dark circles that swallow his eyes. Failing at pushing his self up further on the dipped mattress, he notices his one hand is filthy, covered in dirt and something with a heavy metalic tang
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"Are you all right, love?" the scarred man inquired, worry seeping into his violet gaze as he scanned over the taller man's condition.
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"...hurt..." was all he managed to say.
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"Just relax, doll," Setzer cooed as he painstakingly manuvered the taller silver haired man from the bedroom and into the bathroom.
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When was that? WHERE was that? He couldn't remember. And any chance of rememberance was thwarted by unheard pangs of abused muscle.
But it had been such a beautiful sunset...
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He carefully manuvered himself out of the tub, and made sure Sephiroth was as comfortable as the man could probably be at that point in time. He didn't bother drying off, he just grabbed his warm, deep violet terrycloth bathrobe and pulled it on, making sure to tie it tightly at the waist as he made a beeline for the front door.
His brows raised when he opened it. Another girl in the boy's dorm...? First Selphie, now... "Um. Can I help you?"
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It's gone...
Picking up the wash cloth Setzer had been using, he scrubbed over his arms and legs as if mentally on auto-pilot, the actions unfelt and unnoticed. Pulling his hair over his good shoulder, he picked at the thick not of silver, removing leaves and grass and small twigs with his fingers.
...so red...
Vacant eyes dilated only a second before wet feet hit the tile floor, slipping as he commanded his legs to run. Crashing into the shower-side caddy, he clawed at the floor with his fingers, long red streaks staining the floor in wild lashing patterns.
Where are they? How many? Are they armed?
Hitting the light switch, he took refuge under the basin sink, hiding back amongst dark shadows in the porcelain alcove. He could hear voices, but clarity was lacking.
Take down the first who comes ( ... )
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*pokes his mooglebutt in the... well.. butt*
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"Um... I was looking for.. Uhm, Mr. Sephroth... " Yuna said, nervously, she started to fondle with the end of her beaded earring that came all the way to her shoulders.
*I have a PRETTY bad feeling about this.*
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are you still interested in following this through? Or have things moved on? I can see about getting Setzer in on this again if you are.
--Biggs/Seph
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