[INCOMPLETE] Sephiroth and FF7!Tifa
Who: Sephiroth and FF7!Tifa
When: Today, after cafe closing time
Where: Outskirts of the city
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Sephiroth's just wandering around and runs into Tifa--yeah, the very same one he killed. How convenient.
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Since he'd woken up on the beach in a very refreshed manner, Sephiroth had spent much of his time away from the city. He was avoiding it, no doubt; there was something about that place that seemed to call out to him. ShinRa and his company, more likely than not, were situated somewhere within the city boundaries. Merely approaching the outskirts of the city made that almost nonexistent voice in Sephiroth's head somewhat louder, but he simply took to ignoring it as he didn't know or care about what it was.
There was something about being a way from the city that made the air seem lighter, although it didn't seem entirely clean and had a certain strange foulness to it.
For the time being, Sephiroth didn't mind being away. It was the perfect opportunity to lie in wait, to think, to decide how he'd intended to approach ShinRa... to decide how to crush ShinRa for all of their atrocities, for all the blasphemy that they'd committed.
Aside from that, up until now he'd only made contact with children. How strange that even children were cast out to this desolate place and made to repent when they were too young to know anything about wrong-doing. The mistakes of youth, too, were also unforgiven? It hardly made any sense at all.
When: Today, after cafe closing time
Where: Outskirts of the city
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Sephiroth's just wandering around and runs into Tifa--yeah, the very same one he killed. How convenient.
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Since he'd woken up on the beach in a very refreshed manner, Sephiroth had spent much of his time away from the city. He was avoiding it, no doubt; there was something about that place that seemed to call out to him. ShinRa and his company, more likely than not, were situated somewhere within the city boundaries. Merely approaching the outskirts of the city made that almost nonexistent voice in Sephiroth's head somewhat louder, but he simply took to ignoring it as he didn't know or care about what it was.
There was something about being a way from the city that made the air seem lighter, although it didn't seem entirely clean and had a certain strange foulness to it.
For the time being, Sephiroth didn't mind being away. It was the perfect opportunity to lie in wait, to think, to decide how he'd intended to approach ShinRa... to decide how to crush ShinRa for all of their atrocities, for all the blasphemy that they'd committed.
Aside from that, up until now he'd only made contact with children. How strange that even children were cast out to this desolate place and made to repent when they were too young to know anything about wrong-doing. The mistakes of youth, too, were also unforgiven? It hardly made any sense at all.