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: (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: (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.]

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