[OPEN]

[pure_lineage]

Characters: pure-lineage + YOU
Location: Library
Rating: PG
Time: 11th Sept, mid-morning
Description: A few days prior, he made a promise to Cloud, but he hasn't got the slightest clue as to how to go about it. Sephiroth heads to the library in an attempt to further his knowledge. Also, this is before he sees Roy's Network post!

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Look, I'm really doing it.

[cake_and_dreams]

It was the first time D had been in this particularly library. Oh, he'd been in great libraries before - France, Germany, Italy, Japan and even America had some beautiful old libraries. This one wasn't exactly his favorite, but it was beautiful all the same. Needing a break from everything for awhile, the Count had decided to take the time to more thoroughly explore Shibusen, and had been wandering around the library for quite some time.

He hadn't yet seen many other people, so stumbling over a large, silver-haired man had been the last thing he had really expected. Not sure of the man, and certainly having not yet met him, D kept held back at first, covertly admiring the other's animal-like grace and beauty from a distance. Eventually, though, he realized he would have to meander past the other at some point, and continued forward.

"Good morning," he said softly but cheerfully as he came closer, mindful of his voice in the midst of a library.

Haha! This will be entertaining XD; Luckily Seph's been more socialized than his last open post XD;

[pure_lineage]

Sephiroth had sensed that there were a few others inside of the library, but he ignored them all as he focused on his thoughts. The cheerful greeting had been one of them initially, since it was simply something he never associated with his presence. Yet as he moved to head out into the main section of the library, the ex-General's pace slowed to a stop as he sensed the one who had spoken approaching him, of all people.

He stopped and turned to regard the one in question. It took him a moment to actually place the gender, and with a slender brow rising, Sephiroth forced the confused frown from his face and spoke, "And just who might you be?"

The fact that someone had dared to approach him was one thing, but to do so with such a friendly gesture felt foreign to the ex-General

Even if he wasn't, it wouldn't bug D. He's been around Leon and Taizuu, after all. XD

[cake_and_dreams]

D blinked as he continued walking. It seemed he had confused the other in some way, or perhaps it was something entirely unrelated. Up close, he had a better view of the man, and D was nothing short of impressed. How beautiful he was!

He smiled, forcing himself not to frighten the other off. Some humans did not take well to being fawned over, after all. "My name is Count D," he said, touching long fingers to his chest and inclining his head slightly. "And you are?"

This is true XD at least Seph won't try busting him for drugs or prostitution lulz

[pure_lineage]

The smile caused his muscles to tense in response, and he wasn't quite certain what to make of it all. Every part of him wanted nothing more than to simply ignore it all and leave, and yet he couldn't help but feel cautious around one who smiled so freely.

The man's title went completely passed Sephiroth's notice, and he simply took it to actually be the Count's name. Eyes narrowing subtly, the ex-General remained silent for a short while before eventually answering, "Sephiroth."

I haven't been able to tap Tassie with Raidou... would you like me to? owo

[karmafree]

Mukuro happened to be wandering around at that moment, humming a quiet little tune as he moved along with a few books under his arm. He had taken to reading as of late, filling his idle time with words and words and words.

Suffice to say, the sight of Sephiroth of all people in the one section of the library that he couldn't have ever imagined the man being in was surprising.

"Oya? What's this?"

The dark-haired man peered at the other curiously, with a tiny little smile.

You know I'm always up for more Tassie/Raidou <3!

[pure_lineage]

Plans never seemed to work the way that they were designed to. That was something Sephiroth had learnt many years ago, and it appeared as though it was a continuing trend. The one thing Sephiroth had been hoping to avoid was an encounter with one he knew, but it seemed as though fate would not be kind.

The familiar voice caused his muscles to instantly tense. While his thoughts on the meister were slowly improving, Mukuro was hardly one he desired to find him in such a situation.

"Mukuro," Sephiroth greeted while outright ignoring the question and smile aimed at him. He didn't miss the few books the meister held, and inwardly decided that if he needed further information, that searching elsewhere might be best.

Uuuuh where's the log again? Link?

[karmafree]

"In search of new reading material, are we?"

Have a Mukuro walking right over to stand beside him and join him.

Teehee! /goes to get link

[pure_lineage]

The question he received drew a subtle frown to his brow, and after a dismissive glance away, Sephiroth muttered, "What I am doing is of no importance."

It was only fortunate that the topic he'd been researching wouldn't be obvious, given the section he was in. Still, that hardly made the ex-General feel any more positive over this situation.

[ooc: here ♥]

/slinks in.

[everyonecried]

"Ah, hey down there!"

Not too loud or brash of a call, more of a friendly shout from one metaphorical end of a baseball diamond to another - but since this was a library and not a playing field, the echo of the bid was probably pretty great. Hughes was up on one of those rolling ladders in the adjourning History of the World section, three books tucked under one arm and a hand settled on the binding of a fourth; nonetheless, he was looking down and over at the man passing below, smile amiable even as his position was a bit precarious.

Sephiroth, his mind supplied him with. The silver hair and green eyes gave the other away. Unless it was that other one - Kadaj - but he doubted it. Whatever the case, he didn't say anything more until he got a response: if the man was irritable, talking too much probably wouldn't have turned out well

/siddles up to

[pure_lineage]

Sephiroth was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard the call in his direction. Slowing his pace to a stop, his cat-like gaze flickered up to regard the one up the ladder. He couldn't say he recognized the man considering that most he found unworthy of his attention, but the casual greeting he received left him frowning subtly.

He had every intention of simply ignoring the fool, but for some reason, the ex-General found himself rooted to the stop as he stared up at the other man. Raising a slender brow, his expression remained devoid of emotion as he spoke, "Yes?"

/appreciates.

[everyonecried]

Irritable, but not enough to ignore or glare at him. That was good! In fact, that was better than good. Hughes took a moment to snatch the book he'd had a hand on off of the shelf, adding it to the pile growing under his arm. He was quick with moving - even quicker with responding, still grinning-- with just a touch more of 'sorry for bothering' apologetic undertone.

"Would you mind telling me if there's a green book on the second shelf up called Odysseus?" It would be there, he knew, unless someone had snuck by and grabbed it, which was rather unlikely.

/strokes

[pure_lineage]

He wasn't yet certain whether he should be irritated at being interrupted. What little he'd absorbed from his readings needed to be put into action, and there was little point in wasting time here. Still, Sephiroth found himself waiting silently just away from the base of the ladder while the fool busied himself with the books

Commence the Awkward Silence

[blue_darkslayer]

Finally, it was Saturday. Each individual day hadn't been overly worthy of note to Vergil in the past, but ever since taking up the drudgery of menial, manual labour that was construction work he was only now beginning to understand just how precious the so-called "weekend" was. It was relieving to know for the next couple of days, at least, he could return to the routine he'd established when he first came to Death city: study, train, sleep. Perfect efficiency.

He could try to, anyway. He had to concede that a lot was going on now, what with Dante showing up to plague him even in this world, and the fact that he had somehow agreed to tell both Roy Mustang and Date Masamune what was practically his life story. Beyond that he still had to find the time to meet people, as per advice he seemed to have received in an odd, lucid dream. Of course, it had ultimately paid off when he met Aerith, but it was still strangeIt was equally strange to be back in the library during the morning. Both of the times when Vergil had come in his first few

Let the staredown begin! o/

[pure_lineage]

Depending on the option he attempted first, Sephiroth would need to get supplies. The apartment only had the bare essentials within it, after all, and he doubted it would be what he required. Yet that would mean that he'd be forced to lower himself and enter the shopping area - an area he'd been avoiding ever since his arrival, and one the ex-General wasn't looking forward to wandering into.

His movements came to a stop, though, when someone seemed to find it prudent to block his path. Cat-like eyes flickered up to regard the one in front of him, and while he understood the glance in his direction, Sephiroth remained exactly where he was.

There was a momentary narrowing of his eyes, the gesture done to show that he more than understood it, before a challenging smirk began curving on his lips. There was no doubt to his expression and demeanour that he wasn't about to move, and the only way he would, was either after the fool in front of him walked around, or he moved him aside with his sword.

I knew this icon would come in handy

[blue_darkslayer]

If Vergil was at all surprised at the strangeness of the other man's eyes, he certainly didn't register it; he was far more concerned with the intent they conveyed at the time. His own, pale blue and cold as steel, froze over with swiftly summoned resolve. His gaze was unwavering and his expression remained perfectly composed. Inwardly, though, he was thoroughly irritated. It was like fate had decided that everybody should pick a fight with him, utterly regardless of circumstance.

In the past, he'd had to mostly avoid libraries out of consideration to the inevitable collateral damage that followed him wherever he went. Death City had been pleasant to him, what with its lack of a constant flow of demon attack. The recent memory of toppling bookshelves during the earthquakes proceeding Asura's attack was also still fresh in Vergil's mind. He really didn't appreciate this.

So, face otherwise unmoving, one eyebrow raised almost imperceptibly. Really? You want to do this here?

lol then it's lucky you had it ;D

[pure_lineage]

Sephiroth was hardly surprised by the reaction he'd received. It was always the same, and despite his promise to remain non-combatant unless needed, the ex-General couldn't stop the need he felt inside given the situation. He didn't need to probe to know that there was something different with this one - no, their reaction to his presence was more than enough to supply him with that answer.

The raised brow drew a darkly amused chuckle from Sephiroth. The sound was smooth as it drifted between them, and with a far-too-pleasant smile curving on his lips, the ex-General finally spoke, "You would do well to remove yourself from my path."

You don't really have to reply =w= /tracks the entire post!

[redpeacock]

Libraries were places of quiet, solitude and study. Things that naturally came to Genesis even from childhood. From his first day in Shibusen, it had become common practice for him to wander around the shelves and find something new to take back to his quarters to read. It just so happens that on this particular day, he notices that familiar silhouette from some bookcases away.

That would be one coincidental meeting too many if he decided to approach him. Not to mention that there was no need for him to. Very well, then. With a breath, he continues on, leaving the other Weapon to his own agenda.

Perhaps if he had glanced his way, he would have seen the red of his coat and hair standing out amidst the shadows of shelves and walls, but it was all up to Sephiroth if he wanted to pursue him.