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[steelblackwing]

There were many ways to wake up and Sephiroth had experienced most of them; passing out on his desk after a long night of paperwork and finding a blanket over his shoulders after being laid on the couch by Angeal and Genesis; jolting upwards after a nightmare had taken hold of those scant few hours of sleep; even a hangover induced desire to burn

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[niveuspenna]

Rinoa had been having a good day so far, which was a rather rare while being stuck in this place, but it had been good so far. She had woken up without being in someone else’s bed, or with an explosive collar or handcuffed to someone, when she had gone out no one had ambushed her or pounced on her, her stroll on the hanging gardens had been pleasant and she had even managed to have a decent talk with any of the other people trapped here, her trip to the library had been good and she had even found new books to take back with her.

So suffice to say that the sorceress was happy enough, there was even a small skip to her pace while she walked to her room with the new books she had gotten -she had even gotten some chocolate that she hoped was safe, and was already planning on indulging herself on a warm bath, reading a good book and having some chocolate for the rest of her day. Finding her room wasn't that hard considering the mark she had left on it and with a small smile, she opened her door and stepped inside, allowing the door to fell close behind her with a single click and she moved to put the bag where she carried her books and chocolate over one of the tables of the room.

It was then that she noticed something amiss, she noticed that the covers on her bed looked a bit rumpled and there was the sound of the faucet, she frowned, her fingers twitched a bit since usually it was a half-half situation when someone appeared on her room. When she turned around (quick enough for her skirt to flutter a bit) to face whoever was coming from her bathroom she blinked at who she saw standing there. "…Sephiroth…?"

{{ooc: TL;DR and I’m so sorry about it…also omg what am I even…just in case prefs here}}

[steelblackwing]

[ ooc: because you like that icon so.. >D ]

It was hard to miss the man of silver and black that stood in the bathroom, filling the space with his presence and the back of one hand, still gloved oddly enough, paused as it wiped across the back of the man's lips before he was turning his head to stare outwards and at the brunette woman that stood there looking at him. It was not the look of a stranger finding someone in their place, not that fear or nervousness, but something else. His eyebrows lifted ever so slightly before the man finished pulling the water from his mouth and then there was an elegant movement of his feet as the tall silvernette finally moved. To see the madman go from statue-like stillness to economical locomotion was harshly startling if one was not used to it.

"Do I know you?"

It was not impossible that he did not know her - Sephiroth had an eidetic memory, able to recall events from when he was but a baby with perfect clarity. Yet there were years in his life that were muddied and blurred by external forces, those namely being Jenova's influence on his mind. Those lost years disturbed him so. Thus it was that he advanced on the woman to stand before her, looking downwards at the features with the unnerving, unblinking stare that so disturbed others when they were faced with that look being fixed on them.

[niveuspenna]

In any given circumstance, Sephiroth was really a hard person to miss and it was more than likely that regardless of the situation, Rinoa will be able to recognize him, not only by looks but also by…kind of feel alone, having grown a bit familiar with the particular air around him, it had been something strange to find out for her that sometimes she could kind of sense certain people she had met in this place, but she didn’t dwelled on that much and she frowned a bit at his question. So this was another Sephiroth, one that clearly didn't knew her, which meant he was probably a new arrival or she hadn't encountered him before, though she will most likely lean on the former.

"Yes, we know each other…or I guess in a way we do." After all she met different version of him and she concluded that counted.

Considering the rather significant difference in height, she had to look up at him and his stare didn’t really unfazed her or bothered her at all, something that maybe he might find surprising but she doubted it, after all this wasn’t the first time she was subjected to this gaze and she had kind of gotten used to it. She smiled just a bit at him, not that it was going to do anything to help him remember her since he didn't knew her at all, but it was kind of an instinctive response. "Did you just wake up here, Sephiroth?"

{{ooc: Aww thank you, so nice from your part. Also just to be sure, is she getting the post AC Seph?}}

[steelblackwing]

[ ooc: Si, unless you want pre-CC Seph. xD ]

There was an undeniable charisma that embraced the silver-tressed swordsman, a sheer force of presence that even a blind person could not have missed. He had been beloved by the underlings for his calm and courteous way of doing things, had been the man that had cared for those men underneath his command. Sephiroth had indeed spent time learning how best to orate for the masses, had been the child-General that had won the hearts of the nation and left him a legend that would never be surpassed. Hero or villain, Sephiroth had carved his mark into the Planet's surface.

"Do we..? I do not recognize you."

That was truth in and of itself. He had never seen her before Nibelheim and since then, well.. That was a matter for another time, however, and he studied the woman in silence. Draconian pools studied the woman, a grudging nudge of respect brushing his thoughts. Few there were whom he didn't know that openly continued to meet that viciously unnerving stare. The fact that the man never seemed to blink bothered more than one person, combined with the notion that Sephiroth also never seemed to breathe. But the words made his eyebrows lift slightly before he spoke up.

"Yes. I did. How did you know that -- unless it has happened with other people as well."

[niveusextra]

It really wasn't only the charisma, because she had recognized that and she even had it herself, but there was something else about him. There had been times when she had felt a sadness around him or something else that she couldn't place, though she wasn't completely aware of most of the things he had done, she did knew his rank and a hint of what had happened in his world due to an event in this place, but regardless she hadn't minded much and just learned to accept whatever had happened since things were not the same in this place…maybe they will be surprised to know they had certain things in common, but they might need to leave that particular discussion for other day.

"I'm not surprised, but we do know each other and quite well."

Maybe too well and maybe it was better to leave it at that, as it was she allowed him to inspect her and when it was needed her grey eyes met his right on, without unflinching or being intimidated by him, the times in which she had been a bit weary of his stares had long passed and well she had kind of tended to focus more on the fact that he did had beautiful eyes, they were not natural per se, but that didn’t took away the fact that they were rather pretty eyes and she did had a small weakness for eyes.

"It's what happens to all of us when we arrive here, you can either wake up in an empty room or in your case, in the room of another person," Which was the way she had met a previous version of him before, "I guess welcome to the love hotel, Sephiroth."

{{ooc: Oh no AC Seph is delightful and interesting! Also Happy New Year!}}

[steelblackwing]

/late as hell. SAME TO YOU. And alrighty. One post-Jenova'd madman, comin' right up. ]

Somewhere along the way, the charisma had sharpened, thickening into a nearly manic state of mind as the man himself changed over time. But regardless, even now, being near him was to feel the raw tingle of power down one's spine, to sense the otherworldliness of his stare. Sephiroth may not have been aware of it, but he was as unsettling as he was attractive. It was subtle things that made him unsettling; the lack of seeming to breathe or display any subtle flickers of motion was one of those ways. The other was the sheer fact that the man did not blink, at least not like others would; eventually, however, those lids flicked down once to brush his cheeks with long lashes before the draconian stare was affixed once more to this stranger's face. At last, as if hearing or seeing something that only he was looking for, the silvernette turned his head away.

"I see."

It was all he said as he moved to inspect the room after stepping around her, noticeably keeping something of a distance between them and he wondered if he had invaded her room by mistake. Or perhaps this place, this.. love hotel had placed him there for some reason or another as the madman took those softly spoken words into consideration. The man shook his head once, frowning as a hand lifted to massage at one temple. He disliked outside forces influencing him, and after Jenova, that was all too understandable. Well, it was more than dislike, being something far more akin to sheer hate at the idea. A low noise rumbled from him before he turned towards her.

"And how do I get out?"

It was palpable, the sudden shift in his attitude. It was nothing overt, nothing he said nor did; it was all in those unnatural eyes. They were lit from within, dimly so, with the hard spark of impending violence. Would it be a wrong answer to make that look grow? A word, that would set him off? But he kept his distance all the same from her, hands flexing and relaxing.

[niveusextra]

Truthfully seeing and feeling everything that was him for the first time was quite an intimidating, but considering the amount of time she had spent with him -not to mention with the different versions she had stumbled with, had allowed her to get used to his presence and she was at the point where she was pretty much at ease with being around him, while there were some things, little hints here and there that felt a bit unnatural could be a bit unnerving sometimes it wasn’t as bad as before.

She waited for him to elaborate and he merely moved to inspect her room she allowed him to do so, she watched him for a few seconds before she turned around and moved to the table to take out the books she had brought. She wasn’t that worried about what he might think of her room, during all the time she had been here she had managed to make her room look the way she wanted, taking away some of the most questionable content away and brought stuff she had found in other empty rooms to hers, suffice to say that her room was elegant -without being to clustered, and even feel cozy, she was quite proud of her room.

Carefully she turned to look at him and noticed the shift, as imperceptible as it was, and she tried not to react much to it, especially because he wasn’t going to like the answer she was about to give him, well, he wasn’t going to like it at all. "You can’t get out, or at least you can’t get back to your world." She delivered that piece of information as calmly as she could. "We are trapped here till this place wants to send us back, there are places you can go to explore but as far as leaving this place, you can’t."

{ooc: It’s okay and thank you! And oh well, it’s bound to be interesting and more so with the answer she just gave him.}