argentimperator: (Solemn moment)
[For a moment, the PCD just shows black from where it clattered to the ground. Then the black, apparently the black leather of Sephiroth's coat, slips away from the camera. The angle is weird and awkward, but it's not hard to see that Sephiroth is.... not in good shape. His materia bangle is clutched in his left hand, one of the materia on it just beginning to flicker with a dim green glow.

His right hand has blood all over it, mostly from a vicious gash on his right arm. Or maybe some of it is from that hole in his torso. All in all, there's plenty of blood to go around.]

Cur-

[His attempt to cast is cut off by a harsh coughing fit. As he lifts his right hand to his mouth to cover it, more blood spatters the black leather of his glove. This particular blood very definitely came out of his mouth. Internal injuries, maybe?]

...Curaga.
argentimperator: (Solemn moment)
[The PCD has just been dropped somewhere, but it's somewhere with a pretty good view of the room. Sephiroth doesn't notice the blinking light as he sits in a chair in the Hall of Fire. He is, naturally, back in his usual outfit. His expression is one of deep thought, or possibly brooding, distant and inward-focused. Finally, he stands, pacing around the hall a bit before approaching the fireplace.]

Mother...

[He rests one hand on the fireplace mantle, the other lifting to press against the side of his head in a way that could indicate pain or disorientation. Finally, the feed times out.]
argentimperator: (Not the General)
[Sephiroth is pretty visibly different. For one thing, he's wearing normal, casual clothing instead of his shoulder armor and combat leathers. For another, the cat-slit green eyes don't glow as brightly as they usually do. And for once, Masamune is nowhere to be seen. So yeah, Sephiroth is definitely affected.]

This is getting ridiculous. I'm hardly an expert on large-scale operations, but shouldn't the sane people be working together to contain the adversely affected instead of squabbling with each other over who is going to take care of what and how?

I may or may not be affected, obviously I wouldn't be able to tell, but I don't honestly care. At least I'm not planning any bloody massacres, and I'm willing to help deal with the people who are.
argentimperator: (Sephiroth)
[Apparently, Sephiroth set his PCD down somewhere out of the way to keep it from getting damaged. He hadn't noticed the red light that meant it was recording yet, so he just carried on with what he was doing. The Hall of Fire in the Last Homely House looked a bit ragged, the pillars cracked in places and the carvings slightly worn, but the construction was still solid. Sephiroth, SOLDIER 1st Class, ultimate weapon of ShinRa, Hero of Wutai and child of Jenova.... was cleaning.]

It's going to take months to get half of this place in order...

( ♪♥♪♫♥♪)
(♥♥♫♪♥♫ )

[And apparently perfectly content with that, judging from the music notes mixing in with the ubiquitous hearts. Sephiroth finished cleaning up the area around the hearth and settled a few logs inside before lighting it with a Firaga. Then he noticed the light, and walked quickly over to the PCD to shut off the feed.]
argentimperator: (You have my attention)
[It's obvious the pcd hasn't been activated on purpose; the video is just darkness initially, and the audio of the deep voice is faintly muffled.]

-unfamiliar terrain. Zack? Strife? Marshall?* Damn.

[Some rustling, and now the video has something to see, apparently the pcd was in his pocket and is now in a gloved hand, the landscape blurring by before it settles on a view of Sephiroth's face. He frowns for a moment before his expression smooths over into something blank and professional.] This isn't my- ...I assume there is someone else receiving this transmission. I wish to know where I am, why, and ideally, what's happened to my subordinates.

*ShinRa trooper #2 never actually got a name, poor guy, so he's getting one now.
argentimperator: (You have my attention)
[It's obvious the pcd hasn't been activated on purpose; the video is just darkness initially, and the audio of the deep voice is faintly muffled.]

-unfamiliar terrain. Zack? Strife? Marshall?* Damn.

[Some rustling, and now the video has something to see, apparently the pcd was in his pocket and is now in a gloved hand, the landscape blurring by before it settles on a view of Sephiroth's face. He frowns for a moment before his expression smooths over into something blank and professional.] This isn't my- ...I assume there is someone else receiving this transmission. I wish to know where I am, why, and ideally, what's happened to my subordinates.

*ShinRa trooper #2 never actually got a name, poor guy, so he's getting one now.

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