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Characters: pure-lineage + lil_rookie
Location: Mission boards
Rating: G
Time: 1st of Jan, late afternoon.
Description: Sephiroth gravitates towards the mission board to see if any have be put up. He didn't consider the thought that someone else might be doing the same thing.
His injuries were healing, and while it would still take a good week or so, most had healed to an acceptable state - or so Cloud had thought. None of them were visible anymore, thankfully, and he had finally been able to wear all of his armour once again. The weight was a comforting feeling, and one that he had come to miss over the near-two weeks of recovering he'd taken. That was why he had finally ventured out of the apartment without his blonde companion. He wanted to prove that he had healed enough to leave without concern. While he knew that Cloud's worry had been justified, Sephiroth simply hadn't been used to being on the receiving end of such emotions.
The thought almost caused a smile to curve on his lips before he kept the expression at bay. While he didn't mind showing such things in private, the ex-General held no desire to display such emotions in public. Lightly berating himself for his near-slip, Sephiroth's attention flickered up to regard the large board just up ahead. It had been some time since Shibusen had posted anything new. If there weren't any new missions on board, then he would simply have to consider another way to stretch his muscles, but what game they had around here was hardly worthy of his talents.
His cat-like pupils thinned as he drew closer to the board, and he noticed the new announcements tacked to the surface. That was at least a pleasing sight to behold, and he swiftly made his way over to see what was available. He needed to get out of the city for a while, and he couldn't think of a better way to do it than on one mission or another.
Location: Mission boards
Rating: G
Time: 1st of Jan, late afternoon.
Description: Sephiroth gravitates towards the mission board to see if any have be put up. He didn't consider the thought that someone else might be doing the same thing.
His injuries were healing, and while it would still take a good week or so, most had healed to an acceptable state - or so Cloud had thought. None of them were visible anymore, thankfully, and he had finally been able to wear all of his armour once again. The weight was a comforting feeling, and one that he had come to miss over the near-two weeks of recovering he'd taken. That was why he had finally ventured out of the apartment without his blonde companion. He wanted to prove that he had healed enough to leave without concern. While he knew that Cloud's worry had been justified, Sephiroth simply hadn't been used to being on the receiving end of such emotions.
The thought almost caused a smile to curve on his lips before he kept the expression at bay. While he didn't mind showing such things in private, the ex-General held no desire to display such emotions in public. Lightly berating himself for his near-slip, Sephiroth's attention flickered up to regard the large board just up ahead. It had been some time since Shibusen had posted anything new. If there weren't any new missions on board, then he would simply have to consider another way to stretch his muscles, but what game they had around here was hardly worthy of his talents.
His cat-like pupils thinned as he drew closer to the board, and he noticed the new announcements tacked to the surface. That was at least a pleasing sight to behold, and he swiftly made his way over to see what was available. He needed to get out of the city for a while, and he couldn't think of a better way to do it than on one mission or another.