Comments | vatheon: Hang on to the glory at my right hand.

needsmorefiagra in vatheon

Hang on to the glory at my right hand.

Nov 02, 2010 01:42

Characters: needsmorefiagra & glorious_mercy
Location: City Plaza
Time: Early Evening { backdated to 18th Oct }
Style: Third person...?
Status: Closed

( You seem to take premise to all of these songs. )

genesis rhapsodos, sephiroth

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glorious_mercy November 2 2010, 03:23:08 UTC

It didn't take him long to finish up with the task he'd been involved in when he'd first responded to Genesis's message, though in all fairness, he could have just dropped it and finished what small amount had been left to tend to later, but there was no telling what might come of this meeting.

When he did arrive in the plaza, it took him but a moment to locate Genesis and head in his direction. Despite both his misgivings and hopes, he kept his expression impassive for the most part. Coming to a halt just out of reach of the redhead, he watched him silently for a second before greeting the man.

"Hello, Genesis."

needsmorefiagra November 3 2010, 00:38:36 UTC

That ever so familiar presence was felt even before the voice reached him, piercing through the shadows of lingering memories and invoking something his mind dared to dream only in the dead of night. Genesis glanced up, a smile playing upon the corners of his lips. Sharp azures swept over the general's form, drinking in that impressive visage - and he knew then what he had always known - the real one paled in comparison to the ghostly night-time companion his shattered mind had conjured during his isolated years.

It had been so quick and simple to slip back into a former role, even as his new, darker self gently struggled to get fully comfortable in this guise. Now that gloriously soft sheepskin was pulled closer, the knot fastened all the more tighter. All traces vanished. Nothing more remained ... only the friend Sephioth had known for years.

"Sephiroth." And he would behave as though only a few hours had passed, not a decade. He'd pretend not to have aged or have ever fallen from the graces. No bitter-sweetness would be left to ( ... )

glorious_mercy November 12 2010, 18:00:15 UTC

Watching the man silently, he noted the healthy look to the man's hair and face, the vibrant colors of the clothes. So unlike the last time he'd seen him. Obviously Genesis had gained something to reverse the degradation he suffered, even if he chose not to speak of it. A small slight nod answered the question, some of the cool aloofness leaving the man's face and posture.

"Yes.."

needsmorefiagra November 12 2010, 21:54:16 UTC

Genesis' very question held a certain amount of jest, cleverly disguised, tucked away beneath a ribbon on sincerity and all in all - he hadn't expected such an honest answer especially as his own intentions had been dishonest from the get go. He found himself reveling in that stare, feeling perhaps, a little too smug of the fact that he betrayed nothing. There had once been a time when such an affirmation to a sly albeit tentative question would have delighted him to no end. What a pity it was, that this should happen once Genesis found himself uncaring of approval or any else pertaining to the General's good graces ( ... )

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