Characters: Heather Mason and Sephiroth
Location: Casualty Communal
Rating: PG for now. Sephiroth's trying to be a good boy~
Time: Morning of the 16th
Description: While Sephiroth didn't remain in his room overnight, he did relent and remain within the apartment building. His desire to head outside, though, pulls him from the roof as he
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There was something about the fog out there. Heather watched it billow and shift in-curiously. Her bland expression was that of a teenager who no longer felt anything for the sad or frightening news stories she saw on TV; the fog and the violence it promised did nothing to scare her. It was a little creepy to look at, but Heather reminded herself of the things, the monsters she had confronted only a day before her arrival.
The fog was just that, fog, though she would not willingly go out into its sickly looking clouds unless she had a reason. With a need and with a weapon, she wouldn't hesitate in entering the foggy streets as so many did - but she had neither, and so she heeded the warnings on the D.E.M.I.S.E. network, not out of fear, but out of bored resignation. Heather leaned on the arm of the door, wondering if she was willing to push on it just a bit, excuse the motion as an accident, and tumble outside.
Whatever was out there would surely keep her more occupied than the boredom inside.
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His movements were swift and near-silent as he made his way across to the glass doors. The sight of the female parasite half-blocking the entrance caused his eyes to narrow subtly in displeasure. She was fortunate of the deal he'd made with his wayward puppet, for before then he wouldn't have hesitated in simply ridding her from his path.
Slowing his movements as he approached the doors, Sephiroth only spoke as he stopped just a few feet from the irritating obstruction. "Move," He had little patience for those standing in his way, and Sephiroth didn't bother hiding it within the single word he spoke.
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"You're going out in that?" She gave a sideways nod to the yellowish fog, the expression in her voice clearly questioning his sanity.
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"I hardly see reason not to," Sephiroth smoothly said as he held the door half open
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"You're not even bringing a weapon." She shrugged, turning back to the door and leaning gently on the bar that would open it. Her eyes searched the clouds of yellow. "There's no telling what's out there."
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"There's no telling what's in here either," Sephiroth found himself eventually murmuring as his attention returned back to watch outside the door. "Besides, I have no need to carry a weapon when I am one myself."
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"If you're bored, you should say that instead of trying to make yourself look good."
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"I hardly need to twist my words to attempt such a thing," He said with a subtle shrug. Still, he couldn't help but admit to himself that there was at least some subtle spark of curiosity within. He wasn't one to refuse a little distraction when it proved to be at least a little interesting. Releasing his hold on the door, Sephiroth's attention shifted over to regard the young parasite, "Oh? And are you offering your presence to end such boredom?"
[ooc: oh god =_= even though he doesn't mean it that way, SEPHIROTH YOU SOUND LIKE A PERVERT!]
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