Well isn't this unusual.

[brb staring out his window at the influx just like everybody else, hello novelty]

[Sephiroth is where he almost never is--in his own apartment. He's been writing furiously on pages torn out of his journal, but one scrap actually makes it to the book proper.]


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Cloud... what have you done?

Mother is here.

...

Be wary.