Monday, December 19th, The Midnight Channel
Who: The Port's Latest Shadow Televisions Stars! And Thousands of Home Viewers!
When: Midnight, Monday, December 19th
Where: In front of your Television Sets or Streaming NV TV. (Digital Cable? You'll still get the analog effect.)
Summary: Full Plot Details Here
Warnings: Please Put 'em In the Subject Lines As Necessary, Kids?
( I We are living our lives, abound with so much information )
When: Midnight, Monday, December 19th
Where: In front of your Television Sets or Streaming NV TV. (Digital Cable? You'll still get the analog effect.)
Summary: Full Plot Details Here
Warnings: Please Put 'em In the Subject Lines As Necessary, Kids?
( I We are living our lives, abound with so much information )
[Angeal is in the foreground, facing away from his audience at first. There are two large, barely-healed-over vertical wounds along the right side of his back, raw and untreated, where his wings would be if they were out. They’re not; this is how the scars look on the man himself now, though he has never shown his back to anybody in Siren’s Port for just this reason. He’s facing the mirrors lined along the background; instead of his reflection, Angeal copies, ranging from monsters to Degradation Lazard himself, follow in his moves, all as one. They are, after all, him.]
Perfect, huh? It’s a lot harder to be than you think, when everyone else around you isn’t. [Shadow Angeal’s eyes are molten gold one can see when he looks back, different than the real Angeal’s own, and filled with something between amusement and hate.] When you see that what you really are is nothing more than inhuman, and you always have been. Is that what they call perfect these days?
[He looks off to the side, bitterness in his voice and in his stance. It’s ( ... )
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...I know if you two are with me, i will have little to fear. [An agknowlagement that Angeal needed the other two, Genesis and Sephiroth... back to the way things use to of been, almost, when they fought together as brothers bonded by battle.]
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[Ironic words, but Genesis means them wholeheartedly. He never wants to leave his friends ever again. They are precious to him, and he won't let them slip away once more.]
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[Angeal knew where it was going to be as well, where he would pick to stage a fight if one must be had- somewhere away from people, and with room to work. He takes a breath and nods to the two before leading their way downstairs.
Materia gathered, he takes the Buster Sword in his hand last, after the two had already picked up theirs. Perhaps wondering if his honor would reject him as it had on the television. But it does not, thankfully, and he holsters it a moment later.]
We head to the docks.
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Let's go.
((ooc: Fast-forward to the docks?))
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I have things I have to protect. My friends, my honor, my pride. But I know the truth all the same.
In just those brief moments he's taken the time to do this, a low rumble, more sound than vibration, catches along the dock. Darkness monsters once more form and creep out of the shadows, but this time they were different.
Wearing the mark of his face.]
It's here, be careful.
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[Genesis paled slightly as he saw these. They evoked memories of his violent past-- the time during the degradation. He had not encountered Angeal Penance himself but he was sure they would be facing something dreadful.]
Just say the word, Angeal...
[He readies his Rapier, charging it up with vibrant red energy.]
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