(You know this mun's way off her game when it takes 'til now for her to remember Sephiroth's still hasn't come back from a Mallynappin'. Oy vey. This is what 'waiting for the right time' will do to you sometimes...)
Nngghhh...
[On the outer side of one of the barricades, you'll find a rather telling swatch of rumpled silver hair connecting to a
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(ooc: feel free to do what you want with this. you could have him force her out quickly, or there could be a dream-conversation between the two, or you could create a dreamscape for him, in which he encounters Vivi... whatever you'd like!)
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He's fully-clothed in his dream, and he turns to look at Vivi.]
I half-expected you to be... her.
[he frowns]
Who are you?
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Oh, my name's Vivi Aislinn, mister. Who are you? [At the moment, she's actually flying around the dreamscape, inspecting everything. She's listening, though.]
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An instant later, a black wing explodes outwards from his back, and he's airborne, levitating several feet off the air.]
I am Sephiroth. You... brought me here?
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[She swoops down and picks a flower, then brings it closer to her face, as if smelling it.] So, Mister Sephy, what are your dreams about...?
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My dream...?
[The doors of the church fly open off to the one side, and it's like the distance between the two points doesn't matter, because it opens onto the long barrel of the Sister Ray where the two of them can see troops milling around below them, and the distinctive figures of two of his friends not far away.]
...I dream of what was.
[he steps out, his stride long and purposeful]
How are you here? Why are you here? [pause] Why do I dream?
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It has been a long time indeed since I have dreamt of anything at all. One needs sleep for that.
[He follows her out into the sunshine, surveying his surroundings with a half-wistful, half-prideful expression.]
In that case, I bid thee welcome.
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