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[Sometime a little before dawn, Sephiroth finally comes back from his Mallynapping looking... altogether quite normal.

Anyone who's passing by on an early morning jaunt or somesuch near the fountain can find one half-naked (why do they keep catching him without all his clothes on?) silver-haired fellow lying cuddled up in a fetal position on the

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[Seeing Sephiroth of all people sleeping with almost no clothes is certainly an odd sight. Jay approaches him cautiously.]

...Sephiroth?

[Pause, ponder, ponder. Maybe Sephiroth isn't bothered by the cold? Or perhaps he's trained himself to become immune to it?]

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[Little of both, all said and done. Either way, Sephiroth tenses up at the sound of someone's approach and his head cocks slightly to the sound of Jay's voice, but sensing no other immediate danger, continues to snooze.]

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[Another pause before Jay tries again.]

Sephiroth? It's really not a good idea to be sleeping out here...

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[More noise again. This time he cracks one eye open to look up at Jay's face.]

Mmm?

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Is there a reason for sleeping out here?

[Might as well ask before jumping to conclusions.]

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[Sleep? Sephiroth doesn't sleep. What foolish nonsense is...

...he had been sleeping, hadn't he? He sits up, rubbing the side of his head with the hell of his hand. What in Freyja's good name?

Oh. Malnosso.]

I give you three guesses.

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Three guesses?

[His first instinct is not to take any guesses, but regardless, he ponders for a moment. He actually does have a guess, which might actually make sense.]

You weren't just returned from the Malnosso, were you?

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[Sephiroth leans his head back, just so it rests lightly against the lip of the fountain.]

I believe so. [he frowns, blinking lazily at the light of the morning sun] I do hate it to know when someone has been tampering with my memory.

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I agree. It seems like no one really remembers what happens when the Malnosso take them. I hate it because I can't gather information on them while they experiment on me.

[Sigh] If only there was a way to prevent being taken in the first place...

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[he stretches]

So say we all.

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[And Jay will look him over for any injuries.]

So, what will you do now? You don't seem to have any injuries.

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[Of which he will find none, fortunately. No, right now, he's just got this looming craving, having just woken up.]

I will... [he pauses, thoughtfully] I don't suppose you know where I might find a pot of coffee?

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Coffee?

[Oh dear, this is awkward. Jay isn't really known for making or drinking coffee, and given Sephiroth's reputation, it's unlikely that anyone else will make it for him. Then Jay gets an idea.]

Wait here.

[He dashes into the Seventh Heaven restaurant, returning moments later with a steaming cup of coffee. Hopefully a cup will do?]

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[Ah, that would be perceptive of him. Tifa might well chase him out of Seventh Heaven with a stewpot. He can't help but quirk up a corner of his lip in a half-smile though.]

The spy turned fetch-and-carry. This is a sight to see.

[But none of that right now. Coffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffee.

Oh Malnosso. Look what you've done to him.]

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[And another awkward pause. The comment causes him to think of the ways he's changed...not that he'll go into details, though.]

Just don't think I'm going to become your babysitter.

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[Coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee]

I wouldn't dream of it. [he looks up] Mornings, then, are your time to prowl?