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[couldnotfly]

Who: Larsa Solidor paxivalice, Sephiroth furorimperator Zack Fair couldnotfly
Where: Fountain in Espoir
Style: First for Speed
Status: Closed

[It hadn't taken long from Sephiroth announcing there would be a new member in the household, and from his explanation that this new member probably wasn't much older than his early teens, for Zack to start bouncing on his heels. He knew full

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[furorimperator]

[Refraining from rolling his eyes was a knack long learned from over exposure to a certain black-haired pup. A biped, this time. Sephiroth did sigh, however, but under his breath and concealed his smirk of amusement.]

Relax, SOLDIER. Reports indicate all's been quiet on the home front, which, to be honest, proves we should be on our guard, but I'm not going to suffer tension knots simply out of paranoia.

[He shifted the sheathed Masamune; the hilt was jabbing him in the back of his cranium, the sword's song sulking a bit.]

Let's just find Larsa and get a move on, hm?

[paxivalice]

[As promised, he'd be waiting by the fountain after his earlier meeting at the shore. Visibility could be called low, at best, and the slow drone of the water from the fountain made hearing footfalls the barest bit more difficult than usual.

So it was without heed of the oncoming pair that Larsa sat on the lip of the fountain, straight-backed and hands folded in his lap, eyes scanning the horizon; a bit lost in thought. It was perhaps unwise to be so off his guard, but the star patterns here were so very different than at home and he could not help but be distracted by them.]

[couldnotfly]

Yeah, well, I'd rather have tension knots than something else biting me. Had enough of that to last a lifetime.

[Or two, and Zack doubted it was over yet. Still, he did stop with the glancing about as they walked, now more focused on picking out Larsa amidst the darkness and gloom of the quiet village than anything else.

If there was one thing SOLDIER enhanced senses were good for, it was picking out teenagers sitting on fountains, and Zack spotted him almost immediately once they got close.]

There. I think that's him.

[furorimperator]

[Sephiroth returned from his reflexive scan of the square's perimeter, stepping up beside his friend and seeing the lone figure sitting on the lip of the fountain, star-gazing. The General had to muffle his chuckle.]

Yes, I'd say that's him.

[In a louder voice, baritone cutting through the water's musical tinkle, Sephiroth called out as he led the way through the mist.]

Larsa Solidor!