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[silvergeneral]

[the journal cuts in with the steady crunch of boots on gravel--and then a quicker, lighter step following; Sephiroth's voice starts up]

"You know I don't need your help, yes?"

[and then... Faith?]

"Help hell. You are ten ways worth of creepy just showing up at my window and asking after borrowing an axe, you know that? Girl's gotta keep an eye

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[slaying]

[Whoa, and what a day for Buffy to actually choose to leave the house and venture into the cold. She is picking up a few necessities and steps out of the shop only to be confronted with this sight.]

I'd watch out--that girl behind you? Kinda dangerous when you get into the snubbing department.

[Buffy has directed her conversation directly at Sephiroth, with an undecided and rather hesitant half-smile as an aside to Faith. What are you up to now, Miss Other Slayer?]

[silvergeneral]

[he pauses to look at the new voice and nod politely]

"Then I suppose it's a slightly more comforting worldview to know that the woman racing after the raging axe-murderer she doesn't know at least knows how to take care of herself."

[and Faith just rolls her eyes]

"Oh come on. B, weigh in. Isn't it a Slayerly duty of all that's good and fluffy to make sure people who just waltz up to your window and demand weapons like it's drive-through day at Guns'R'Us aren't using them for the mass-slaughter of babies and small animals?

I mean have you seen this guy? He's straight off the printing presses of Cloud's danger li--ps. You know. Constantly talking about him. And. Stuff."

[flustered!Faith isn't keen on revealing Cloud's latest attempt at playing leader-san and Sephiroth can't resist a brief smile since he already knows:]

"I don't suppose anyone has ever told you that you can't keep a secret to save your life."

[slaying]

Him? [Buffy addressed Faith entirely, now.] That guy, a villain? I mean I get the black leather thing, sure--but the hair? So much more glam rock than gloom.

[She tries to resize up Sephiroth.] Why so axe-happy, L'Oreal?

[silvergeneral]

[snark snark snark; don't take it personal, B, this guy walks way too fast and even Slayer chicks can not help short legs--well. And maintaining dignity, anyway.]

"This from the girl who goes way back with a once evil, bloodsucking, Slayer-killing, railroad-spike-happy vamp who buys his pretty nail polish from Hot Topic."

[And alas that Sephiroth has never heard the words "Because I'm worth it." and he just looks at her blankly.]

I beg your pardon?

[he hasn't even gotten on the axe thing, yet]

[Voice]

[merepuppet]

What are you doing, Sephiroth?

[Voice]

[silvergeneral]

[grumpy!Faith voice]

"He's being creepy mystery lumberjack man, is what he's doing."

[and then Sephiroth's, firmly taking charge of what's his]

"I'm employing some straight-forward action in our little family drama. You know as well as I do, that such things don't happen all that often--best to try out something new."

[Voice]

[merepuppet]

Everything he does is creepy. [At least, that's what Kadaj is inclined to believe.

And that's rubbing Kadaj the wrong way.] What do you mean?

[Voice]

[silvergeneral]

"Watch your mouth." [Sephiroth's voice is serious, but not overly angry, not yet.] "I'm going to have my own little talk with Mother."

[Voice]

[unseenspy]

Hmm...something must be suspicious if you specifically need to point out that your errand harms no one...

[Voice]

[silvergeneral]

[wryly]

"I suppose it's the axe part of the equation."

"Or maybe it's just you being Mr. Secretive over here!"

[Voice]

[unseenspy]

Indeed, it would seem so.

So who might you be?

[Since he must have a bad reputation if people are going to be suspicious about his axe...]

[Voice]

[silvergeneral]

I am Sephiroth.

[or just because he's carrying one... what, you don't get suspicious of weapon-carrying manly men roaming the village like they own it?]

[action]

[sweetcissy]

[Narcissa has just stepped out of a shop - winter accessories, her hands are getting cold - to see a vaguely menacing silver-haired person toting a very menacing axe, being followed by a sceptical-looking brunette.

She's not entirely sure she wants to know what's happening here. Apparently her decision to meet more people here might not have been a good one in this instance, accidental though it is.]

[action]

[silvergeneral]

[No need to be frightened, my dear, we're in a very small village and he could well be gallantly on a course for cutting down some giant tree to provide all and sundry with fire and shelter.

...Of course he isn't, but that doesn't stop him from noting her presence and nodding politely to her as he plows on.]

[action]

[sweetcissy]

[It's not fear... yet. More a healthy respect for weaponry being carried by someone who looks like they're very well acquainted with what the business end of an axe can do. She's glad she found her wand.

And etiquette demands she return his greeting, which she does - a polite smile as he goes past.]

[action]

[silvergeneral]

[Now were he not a Man on a Mission, he might well have stopped for a little while longer. Alas, his mind is on other things, and he continues along on his way.]

Voice

[chaoticelement]

Oho, an errand, hmm? Anything I can help with~?

Voice

[silvergeneral]

Shockingly, a most plebeian one, and I seem to have already finagled myself a following. [a glance back at the two Slayers armed for bear and watching him suspiciously.]

Although if all's successful, you'd probably end up liking the consequences, I daresay.

[This last is muttered and said almost to himself]

Voice

[chaoticelement]

Perhaps I could join you, and keep your friends occupied while you 'took care of business' perhaps~?

Voice

[silvergeneral]

And tip your hand so quickly? No, I'm well and able of taking care of this myself. After all, this particular errand is perfectly innocent.

...For the most part.