001; Arrival. / action & dictation
[ There is a stumble. A crash. It is promptly followed by furious hissing that sounds as if it would far better befit a dragon than a man, but there is good reason for such hissing. Such as running into things in the room as he moves around it, though he has the distinct sensation of things.. shifting. Or he could almost say. A hand presses into the wall of a room, the lobby, though those serpentine eyes of green and blue cannot see it.
In fact, they will no longer see anything and the man is having, for the first time in several years, what could only count as a panic attack one could say. But when one is yanked viciously from a deep sleep to an unknown place and struck blind, even a so-called god can feel fear. His fingers are trying to leave gouges in the wall as he speaks, unaware thus far of the small journal nearby that is his. ]
Where in the name of the Planet.. am I?! Who did this to me?!
[ Rage. Fear. Terrible things for a man whom can be so self-assured and usually.. calm. Deadly calm. But if there was ever a situation in which Sephiroth would have a.. freak out, well. It's been found. ]
In fact, they will no longer see anything and the man is having, for the first time in several years, what could only count as a panic attack one could say. But when one is yanked viciously from a deep sleep to an unknown place and struck blind, even a so-called god can feel fear. His fingers are trying to leave gouges in the wall as he speaks, unaware thus far of the small journal nearby that is his. ]
Where in the name of the Planet.. am I?! Who did this to me?!
[ Rage. Fear. Terrible things for a man whom can be so self-assured and usually.. calm. Deadly calm. But if there was ever a situation in which Sephiroth would have a.. freak out, well. It's been found. ]