argentimperator: (Looking but not seeing)
[The feed blinks on as the PCD drops out of Sephiroth's coat pocket. The coat that Sephiroth is no longer wearing; the video catches him throwing it over a gravestone, hiding it from sight. The stone, of course, is only one out of a number he almost finds surprising. The names on them, however, are not surprising at all.

Angeal Hewley. Genesis Rhapsodos. Zack Fair. Faramis Gast. Lucrecia Crescent. Vincent Valentine.

All from his own world, with dates in Gaia's calendar. All people who have been important in his old life, even if he only found out about Vincent and Lucrecia here. But there are more stones, with more names that have nothing to do with his world.

Unohana Retsu. Gaignun Kukai Jr. Albedo Piazzola. Ulquiorra Cifer. Tsukino Usagi.

You get no prize for guessing what name is on the stone Sephiroth covered up.

His own grave is there, too, a monument topped with a guardian angel statue. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the statue seems to be missing a wing. There are three sets of dates inscribed on it, though on the third set, both dates are the same. He's already watched himself die at Cloud Strife's hands far more than could possibly be healthy for anyone, though not looking at the dates isn't any better thanks to the damn hallucinations. Listening to the bullshit spouted by his insane self is slightly less than entertaining.]

You betrayed Mother. [More voices speaking to him that no one else could hear.]

Jenova is not my mother and you are an abomination. I would almost consider these mercy killings if Strife were not such an ass.

[Despite the defiant words, Sephiroth looks more tired and depressed than anything, and the feed blinks out as he sits down by the covered grave.]
argentimperator: (Trying to relax here)
[Completely failed filter to Jr./Albedo because it's the middle of the night and he was trying to sleep.]

I have had enough, you two. [Sleepy and annoyed Sephiroth is sleepy and annoyed. Also shirtless and in bed, tangled up in his sheets.]

I realize your intentions are good but your methods leave much to be desired. This has been going on for weeks. Shut up and let me sleep in peace or I swear I will find a way to make you regret it.



(Side note: Completely failed to post about slowatus anywhere but Plurk. I have computer usage restrictions now, too, much like sister only a little more lenient. So.... that's why I've been even slower than usual lately. Who would have thought it was possible? :\ )
argentimperator: (Default)
[The first, most visible thing when the feed blinks on is feathers. Sephiroth's wing almost seems to be dissolving from tip to base in a flurry of black feathers that blow away on the breeze. When those clear away a bit, Sephiroth himself becomes easier to see, taking a shaky step backwards. The angle on the video is such that it's impossible to see what he's retreating from, but the look on his face and the blood on Masamune's blade are both clear.

Even to the average observer, it's obvious that Sephiroth is pained and horrified. To the people who actually know him, and how subtle his displays of emotion usually are, the expression is like a blinking neon warning that he is in Bad Shape. When he speaks, it's barely audible and sounds... broken.]

No...

[The PCD feed jostles and eventually blinks out as Sephiroth snatches the device back up and, for the first time in his life, runs from something.]
argentimperator: (Sephy say 'Wut?')
[The PCD has apparently been set aside in a moment of distraction and turned itself on. Sephiroth doesn't notice the blinking red light as he frowns curiously at the man running the particular booth. He's really only gone out to examine the festival because he knows full well that if he doesn't go on his own, he'll likely be dragged to it by Riku, Jr., or both.]

That's right, sir, it's a test of dexterity. You have to be quick, precise, and careful, or else the paper net tears and the fish stay in the water. Why don't you give it a try?

Very well. [He hands the attendant a couple of vaguely coin-shaped slices of rock, having noted quickly that they don't require actual money. On the first try he only ends up with a broken net, but he works out quickly where he went wrong, and on the second attempt he scoops out a pretty white fish with red spots.]

Congratulations, sir! One quick learner you are. Here!

[Sephiroth looks a touch surprised when the attendant puts the fish in a bag with some water and pushes it into his hands. Apparently he didn't realize that succeeding meant you won the fish. What is he going to do with a fish?]

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