Characters:
pure-lineage + YOU
Location: Library
Rating: PG
Time: 11th Sept, mid-morning
Description: A few days prior, he made a promise to Cloud, but he hasn't got the slightest clue as to how to go about it. Sephiroth heads to the library in an attempt to further his knowledge. Also, this is before he sees Roy's Network post!
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The first time he was in a library, he burnt down an entire town after he left... )
He hadn't yet seen many other people, so stumbling over a large, silver-haired man had been the last thing he had really expected. Not sure of the man, and certainly having not yet met him, D kept held back at first, covertly admiring the other's animal-like grace and beauty from a distance. Eventually, though, he realized he would have to meander past the other at some point, and continued forward.
"Good morning," he said softly but cheerfully as he came closer, mindful of his voice in the midst of a library.
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He stopped and turned to regard the one in question. It took him a moment to actually place the gender, and with a slender brow rising, Sephiroth forced the confused frown from his face and spoke, "And just who might you be?"
The fact that someone had dared to approach him was one thing, but to do so with such a friendly gesture felt foreign to the ex-General
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He smiled, forcing himself not to frighten the other off. Some humans did not take well to being fawned over, after all. "My name is Count D," he said, touching long fingers to his chest and inclining his head slightly. "And you are?"
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The man's title went completely passed Sephiroth's notice, and he simply took it to actually be the Count's name. Eyes narrowing subtly, the ex-General remained silent for a short while before eventually answering, "Sephiroth."
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"How to Survive a Zombie Apocalypse," he mumbled, reading the title with a worried frown on his face. Was that something the citizens here had to frequently worry about?
Shaking his head a bit, D straightened. It was probably a joke book, and he was just being jumpy due to the circumstances.
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He didn't return the sentiments, but simply considered continuing on with his tasks. Sephiroth didn't get far, however, but the concerned expression and words he heard left him frowning in annoyance.
"If you hold such worry over a possibility, then you would not survive," the ex-General bluntly said after he caught sight of the book.
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Yes, that was it. Clearly, he was being ridiculous. D ignored the other's comment about him not surviving a zombie attack. If they did exist, they would simply be another species, right? D would find a way to make them listen to him.
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That was the truth, at least when it came to him. Even before his descent into madness, the few undead creatures on Gaea had been no challenge to his skills, and they proved to be even less of one now.
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He shook his head, putting the book away, and turned to smile lightly at Sephiroth. "You're right though - it is a silly thing to worry about, especially with much more grave concerns at hand." It was a bad pun, probably, and he hadn't meant to make it, but it had simply slipped out of his mouth before he could resist it.
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His expression remained impassive regardless of the smile in his direction. Sephiroth hadn't yet decided what to make of the one in front of him, and when the bad pun was given, he found himself frowning subtly in response. Why was he even bothering himself with such a trivial conversation was beyond him, and yet he did nothing more than turn his attention away dismissively as he grunted, "Those who are weak concern themselves over mundane reasons."
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"Ah," he said softly, crouching to look at another book. "So you're one of those types."
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"Oh? And just what type might that be?" He asked as a slender brow rose up in question.
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"To be honest, you seem like the type that is really narrow-minded, does not realize there is more to strength than physical and mental control of the body, and you care more about your muscles than for the lives of the people around you. You probably don't even know how to cook. Is that correct?"
He watched the other man closely, watching his face and body language for a reaction. Hopefully the other wouldn't attack him. D didn't think he was in physical danger, but Sohki would be upset if he got himself into trouble here.
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This parasitic fool thought he could sum him up without any true knowledge?!
The thoughts stopped dead in his mind, however, as that last question came pouring out. There was a flicker in his gaze as the mako flared within before Sephiroth tore his attention away. The fact that he'd been here for that single reason left a bitter taste in his mouth, a taste that only grew more vile at the thought of possibly giving that much away.
Grunting dismissively, Sephiroth had to force the rage he felt building within back down, and without a single word, he moved to stalk away. It wouldn't do well to waste what progress he'd made with his meister by decapitating this
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"You really can't cook?" he asked, feigning surprise. D put a hand over his mouth, lips forming an 'o' of surprise. "I'm surprised. Most men you're age know at least a handful of dishes."
Perhaps that would keep the man from stalking away. D was rather enjoying his company.
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Straightening his posture, mako-stained eyes burnt brightly as he glanced back over his shoulder. His expression was devoid of emotion save from the empty smile curving on his lips, "You assume much, but you will eventually discover that I am far from most other men."
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