Serendipity [active]
Character(s): Sephiroth, Celes
Content: Serendipity
Setting: Niflheim area
Time: Mid afternoonish
Warnings: None (yet)
It had been one forevermore insane day, Sephiroth mused to himself. First the city, then those white things, and then Kadaj... It had all been a little hard to swallow.
As he pored over these things, Sephiroth walked down the way near the Niflheim gate, not particularly watching where he was going. Something was drawing him, he knew that much, but whatever it was wasn't making itself known to his eyes.
Ah well. His feet would lead him to it. They always did.
At about that time, he felt an impact from the front and frowned. Surely he hadn't walked into a wall? No, too soft to be a wall, and too short. Looking down at it, he noticed that it had a rather shapely figure, and was dressed in what looked to be supremely silly armor; what genius designed armor that looked like a swimsuit?
Admittedly, the overall -visual- effect was quite nice, and Sephiroth found himself admiring the whole package for rather longer than he normally would. But still, what -genius- designed armor like that?
Scattered all around were what looked like a set of the pamphlets from the gate, and at his feet lay one of the journals; remarkably useful, those.
After a few seconds of just admiring, Sephiroth regained his wits. "I'm sorry, miss. I wasn't watching where we were going; sloppy of me." He offered her a hand, and noticed that the closer he was to her, the stronger that pulling sensation was. Very interesting.
Content: Serendipity
Setting: Niflheim area
Time: Mid afternoonish
Warnings: None (yet)
It had been one forevermore insane day, Sephiroth mused to himself. First the city, then those white things, and then Kadaj... It had all been a little hard to swallow.
As he pored over these things, Sephiroth walked down the way near the Niflheim gate, not particularly watching where he was going. Something was drawing him, he knew that much, but whatever it was wasn't making itself known to his eyes.
Ah well. His feet would lead him to it. They always did.
At about that time, he felt an impact from the front and frowned. Surely he hadn't walked into a wall? No, too soft to be a wall, and too short. Looking down at it, he noticed that it had a rather shapely figure, and was dressed in what looked to be supremely silly armor; what genius designed armor that looked like a swimsuit?
Admittedly, the overall -visual- effect was quite nice, and Sephiroth found himself admiring the whole package for rather longer than he normally would. But still, what -genius- designed armor like that?
Scattered all around were what looked like a set of the pamphlets from the gate, and at his feet lay one of the journals; remarkably useful, those.
After a few seconds of just admiring, Sephiroth regained his wits. "I'm sorry, miss. I wasn't watching where we were going; sloppy of me." He offered her a hand, and noticed that the closer he was to her, the stronger that pulling sensation was. Very interesting.