Avenging a Part of Myself...
Who: Sephiroth, Victoria (+ ANY other personnel that might be around Gongaga at the time)
When: Day 48 (lets say Early Afternoon)
Location: Outskirts of Gongaga, perhaps a little too close to temporary ShinRa HQ than would be liked.
Rating: PG (will Edit if needed)
Summary: The search for vengeance goes on. After a flight over the ocean Sephiroth found a rough night's sleep in the Corel mountains not too far from the now-quiet Mako reactor there. Upon daybreak he cautiously continued south; keeping a keen eye for helicopters that it would be best to avoid, traveling at an altitude that until now he did not know he could reach. Soon the golden glint of Gold Saucer in its desert was beneath him and Sephiroth took this as a sign to begin his descent onto the southern part of the great Western continent of Gaia. As he got closer to Gongaga so the chances of being seen would greatly increase.
The air was much colder from up here. It stung Sephiroth's face and caused his eyes to squint as his great black wing began to carry him down back towards the surface of Gaia. The Planet truly did appear quite different from up here; so far removed from the scurrying of the humans upon it. It was like a scientist watching an ants nest. Their movements were so insignificant and yet to themselves, the most important. Generally it had seemed that they were all focusing more on regeneration now but Sephiroth already knew that this was a foolish goal. The Planet, if it needed to was quite capable of regenerating itself and once it was in his control the real regeneration would begin. Sephiroth doubted that the humans attempt at regeneration would really come to anything; it would just cause more pain and suffering in the end. But then again pain and suffering were means to an end and necessary tools to be used in the sculpting of the Planet to the way that it should be; once firmly back in the hands of it's rightful owner.
The cloud cover was well above him now, his black wing and clothes made him stark against the white of those clouds. The light caused his silver hair to glow in an almost divinely ethereal way as it was whipped one way and then the other by the air currents he was fighting to cut through. The ridges of Cosmo Canyon with it's crater and canyons were visible off close to the horizon where Sephiroth paused to survey the geography. He hadn't tried to dig into the memories of any remnants whilst hovering before but he found he needed to now, to look once more at the scenery where the offense had taken place. Green orbs searched the green plains directly below him while he forced part of his awareness inward to the scene he had gleaned from Yazoo not too long ago.
There
Sephiroth shocked himself back into full awareness as he was sure his black wing had missed a beat. A heartbeat was missed with the adrenaline rush that followed; he could have fallen then. Left staring at a flower shaped arrangement of forest, then town and reactor at its centre. Gongaga. Sephiroth hardly recalled ever visiting there before, but a memory from leading his "clone" around in the past reminded Sephiroth that Cloud had been here before. However for some reason he could not recall those borrowed memories clearly enough to ascertain details; such as how many people, what the local monsters consisted of and all other little details were lost to him. However somehow he knew that Yazoo had been here, and the more Sephiroth paused to think about it the more he swore he could smell the remnants blood which had been spilt there. The higher detail he could make out of the bullies that must be taught a lesson. Nothing changed in ShinRa it seemed, though how Rufus survived Meteorfall would be a subject he'd have to endeavor to glean from the man...at some point. Patience; he scolded himself.
So he swiftly began now his descent, in large circles until the ground was close enough to allow the air to pass through his black feathers in a freefall, only to catch the air closer to the ground to prevent a painful collision with the same. Once weight was back upon them Sephiroth's legs threatened to give with the almost jet-leg feeling of not being used for the hours (it must have been) that he'd been in the air for. After yesterdays flight though, not much could have been surprising. Sephiroth steadied his balance and wiped some droplets of condensation away off of his leather attire, it would dry from his hair on it's own soon enough
A few feet from the edge of the forest the one-winged angel discarded his black wing into a smoke of feathers and turned to survey the landscape now from the ground. It was a strange sensation, sensing one's like-blood trail in the dirt. But soon enough Jenova's senses did not fail Sephiroth and he turned towards where the trail led from; he did not need to find Yazoo yet, and started to follow it. Awareness in the form of sharp green eyes darted from grass blade to the tip of the highest mountain on the horizon and all the space in between. Not much would get past this alertness which was focused entirely on one thing -teaching whoever it was that had maimed Yazoo that you just don't mess with him.
When: Day 48 (lets say Early Afternoon)
Location: Outskirts of Gongaga, perhaps a little too close to temporary ShinRa HQ than would be liked.
Rating: PG (will Edit if needed)
Summary: The search for vengeance goes on. After a flight over the ocean Sephiroth found a rough night's sleep in the Corel mountains not too far from the now-quiet Mako reactor there. Upon daybreak he cautiously continued south; keeping a keen eye for helicopters that it would be best to avoid, traveling at an altitude that until now he did not know he could reach. Soon the golden glint of Gold Saucer in its desert was beneath him and Sephiroth took this as a sign to begin his descent onto the southern part of the great Western continent of Gaia. As he got closer to Gongaga so the chances of being seen would greatly increase.
The air was much colder from up here. It stung Sephiroth's face and caused his eyes to squint as his great black wing began to carry him down back towards the surface of Gaia. The Planet truly did appear quite different from up here; so far removed from the scurrying of the humans upon it. It was like a scientist watching an ants nest. Their movements were so insignificant and yet to themselves, the most important. Generally it had seemed that they were all focusing more on regeneration now but Sephiroth already knew that this was a foolish goal. The Planet, if it needed to was quite capable of regenerating itself and once it was in his control the real regeneration would begin. Sephiroth doubted that the humans attempt at regeneration would really come to anything; it would just cause more pain and suffering in the end. But then again pain and suffering were means to an end and necessary tools to be used in the sculpting of the Planet to the way that it should be; once firmly back in the hands of it's rightful owner.
The cloud cover was well above him now, his black wing and clothes made him stark against the white of those clouds. The light caused his silver hair to glow in an almost divinely ethereal way as it was whipped one way and then the other by the air currents he was fighting to cut through. The ridges of Cosmo Canyon with it's crater and canyons were visible off close to the horizon where Sephiroth paused to survey the geography. He hadn't tried to dig into the memories of any remnants whilst hovering before but he found he needed to now, to look once more at the scenery where the offense had taken place. Green orbs searched the green plains directly below him while he forced part of his awareness inward to the scene he had gleaned from Yazoo not too long ago.
There
Sephiroth shocked himself back into full awareness as he was sure his black wing had missed a beat. A heartbeat was missed with the adrenaline rush that followed; he could have fallen then. Left staring at a flower shaped arrangement of forest, then town and reactor at its centre. Gongaga. Sephiroth hardly recalled ever visiting there before, but a memory from leading his "clone" around in the past reminded Sephiroth that Cloud had been here before. However for some reason he could not recall those borrowed memories clearly enough to ascertain details; such as how many people, what the local monsters consisted of and all other little details were lost to him. However somehow he knew that Yazoo had been here, and the more Sephiroth paused to think about it the more he swore he could smell the remnants blood which had been spilt there. The higher detail he could make out of the bullies that must be taught a lesson. Nothing changed in ShinRa it seemed, though how Rufus survived Meteorfall would be a subject he'd have to endeavor to glean from the man...at some point. Patience; he scolded himself.
So he swiftly began now his descent, in large circles until the ground was close enough to allow the air to pass through his black feathers in a freefall, only to catch the air closer to the ground to prevent a painful collision with the same. Once weight was back upon them Sephiroth's legs threatened to give with the almost jet-leg feeling of not being used for the hours (it must have been) that he'd been in the air for. After yesterdays flight though, not much could have been surprising. Sephiroth steadied his balance and wiped some droplets of condensation away off of his leather attire, it would dry from his hair on it's own soon enough
A few feet from the edge of the forest the one-winged angel discarded his black wing into a smoke of feathers and turned to survey the landscape now from the ground. It was a strange sensation, sensing one's like-blood trail in the dirt. But soon enough Jenova's senses did not fail Sephiroth and he turned towards where the trail led from; he did not need to find Yazoo yet, and started to follow it. Awareness in the form of sharp green eyes darted from grass blade to the tip of the highest mountain on the horizon and all the space in between. Not much would get past this alertness which was focused entirely on one thing -teaching whoever it was that had maimed Yazoo that you just don't mess with him.