argentimperator | Mission 12 : [Accidental Video] Meant to be posted last night but comp kicked me off.

[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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[ One of Naraku's many mud-and-soil spies has happened upon you, Sephiroth. Carefully examining you from a nearby building it has holed itself up in, it is watching you extremely closely, while Naraku himself debates talking to you through his avatar. It's going to study you for just a little bit longer. ]

[A little too nearby. The number of people at the festival make it harder for him, but Sephiroth can still tell he's being watched, even if he can't pin down a location. The shift from semi-pseudo-relaxed to battle-ready is obvious to those who know what to look for.]

[ While the puppet is certainly not capable of defending itself against someone like Sephiroth, the puppet raises one of its hands, and one of its fingers elongates into a long, spindling tree root. It burrows through the wood-paneling of the dilapidated building, through the ground, and over towards Sephiroth. The root would evolve into a single vine, bearing a few grapes. An offering of peace, of sorts, from the puppet, by will of its creator. ]

[Sephiroth examines the offering with obvious consideration, green eyes slightly narrowed. He plucks the grapes and keeps them as a sign he's not outright rejecting the peace offering, but, paranoid bastard that he is, there's no way in hell he's eating them.]

Mission 12 : [Accidental Video] Meant to be posted last night but comp kicked me off.

[action] I was totally not paying attention to what I was typing.

[action] Heh, it happens.

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[action] Sorry for delay, this just breaks my brain a little. GJ.