Who: Victoria, Rosalind, Sephiroth, Kadaj, Yazoo
When: Not long after
this post.
Location: The Northern Crater.
Rating: Not sure overall. PG for now.
Summary: Victoria and Rosalind have been sent to the Northern Crater to investigate some strange occurrences going on there.
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Victoria arrived at the Northern Crater, camera in hand. )
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"Did you see what Reno said when Rufus said we were supposed to come here? That thing about 'what, you're sending the girls?' What's with that?"She rolled her eyes, her usual reaction when Reno was mentioned. "He's just being immature...as always." But an immature bastard at that. She sighed, knowing she was going to have to put up with him once more being back with the Turks, but it was amusing ( ... )
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Victoria, on the other hand, might write the manual.
"I'm not really sure what we're supposed to find here, either," she replied. "I hope we find something, though. It would be really sad if we came here for nothing." From all she had heard, there was something in this place that was weird, or dangerous, or both. And it would just be a waste of a trip if they didn't find whatever it was. Right now, though, all she could see was canyon and more canyon. She skittered over some rocks, motioning for her partner to follow.
"Come on, let's try this way."
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"Whoa!" she jumped backward, stared of into the distance, then lifted the zoomed camera back up to her eye. "What the..." She looked at her partner, and gestured toward a particular large crystal in the distance. "There's something in that one. It looks like..." She peered through the magnifying lens of the camera again. "...a person."
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As hands traced down the naturally occurring ridges in the crystal the Remnant's palms seemed to make the surface warmer, and within a couple of seconds the crystal directly underneath Kadaj's hands became more like liquid. Ooze-y with a thick texture, Mako in it's final stages before being condensed down into Materia (oc: if anyone would be in the know). However there was no give to it, it was not possible to push his hands any further into the crystalline form than a couple of inches. Like any cocoon protecting it's host. The question being the line between protection and imprisonment ( ... )
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