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Sephiroth | Final Fantasy VII | OTA

[silver_soldier]

A) Network

[Sephiroth has no earthly idea where he is, or even why he is. Not only should he be long dead, but his head is...clear. The hissing rage, the seething insanity, the pervasive whispering will of Jenova...it's somehow all gone. Well...perhaps an overstatement. He has plenty of rage left, for instance, but it's no longer in control of him. But the insanity and Jenova do seem to be wholly absent, their absence the shock of having the background hum of the universe suddenly stop when one hadn't even been aware they were hearing it.

There is absolutely nothing comforting about finding himself sane again. He's traveled much too far along a path of bloody ruin; turning back to look at what he's driven through to get where he is now is unspeakable. The fact that this doesn't drive him insane, again, he views as some kind of punishment. Perhaps taking shelter behind mindless hate again would be considered too merciful.

Still, his practical nature wins out. The world has never once cared about his suffering - has far less reason to than ever, really - and he has no expectations for it to start. And in the meantime, he appears to be alive, somewhere he doesn't remotely recognize. And the monsters here are shockingly passive. He needs to do something with himself.

But he's definitely not attaching his face or voice to anything. He imagines he's attained a certain level of infamy.

The question is, which of the thousands of questions he has is the most pressing? What questions does he have that strangers might be able to answer? And how does he best solicit information?

He ends up spending quite awhile crafting his post, despite it being quite short.]

Would anyone be able to explain why everything seems heavier here? And why my senses seem duller than usual?

[There. He feels those are relatively generic questions, and comfortably vague. The simple fact of the matter is that Sephiroth has lost the inhuman edge to his strength and physical abilities he's accustomed to, and it's messing with his perception of...essentially everything.]


B) Goldenrod Department Store

[Sephiroth is not actually trying to attract any attention at all. In fact, he would vastly prefer to hide his identity if he could at the moment - but that's not possible with his current outfit, and...the change of clothes he was provided with. That requires going somewhere people are, inevitably, to find some way to be less conspicuous.

So really, all Sephiroth is doing right now is walking. Not even particularly fast, in order to let the little Cubone toddling behind him keep up to some degree. But the thing is...it's basically impossible for Sephiroth to not attract attention. Hell, he practically attracts crowds.

The clothes are a good place to start. The bared chest, the belts, the long leather coat over leather pants, the heavy boots. Then there's the waterfall of silver hair, or the literally glowing green cat's eyes. There's the absolutely effortless air of presence, a man who's used to commanding respect and armies alike, someone who is mostly unfamiliar with the concept of fear who has (up until recently) always had the power necessary to accomplish anything he sets his mind to.

And even if you set everything else aside, there's the fact that he's a positively looming 6'6". Literally head and shoulders over much of the crowd.

At some point, having had to slow nearly to a stop for his Cubone, he sighs and turns back to it.] This would go much more quickly if you would simply let me carry you.

[The Cubone, hugging its bone to its chest, shakes its head stubbornly no.]


C) Wildcard

[Seph's just going to be wandering around with his starter, observing and (almost definitely) holing himself up in a library at some point to do research on this weird place. Feel free to run into him anywhere! Except don't actually run into him, you'll probably knock yourself out.]

A

[nellacerniera]

Based on what I've been able to gather here so far, it seems anyone with capabilities beyond what a human can be capable of have had those... [Hm, how to put this, exactly?] Brought more in line with that standard, I believe.

I had no such capabilities prior, not the kind that you're describing, but that appears to be something of a consensus from those I've spoken to.

[It's not technically a lie, though Bucciarati's not about to bring up his missing Stand if he can avoid it.]

[silver_soldier]

Is that so. And just how is that achieved? I think that would require changing the physical makeup of my body down to the cellular level in order for someone to accomplish. It shouldn't be possible.

[nellacerniera]

I'm just reporting what I've heard. I wouldn't really know the details.

Though, frankly,there's plenty other impossible things about the situation. My being present at all is one such thing.

[silver_soldier]

I concede your point. I should be dead.

[nellacerniera]

You and me both.

But I don't think I mind having been brought here, to tell you the truth.

[This is basically retirement for him and he is just fine with that, all things considered.]

[silver_soldier]

I don't know that I have an opinion on the matter. I wasn't without consciousness, even dead - though it was not entirely my own.

Here, it is. And I can look back on the things I've done.

It may have been preferable before.

A

[a_mind_electric]

[The return reply does come in video form. Astrid is a little more comfortable doing it that way, especially when she was talking about the Void. It was hard to describe using only words.]

I feel it too. I don't know how, but it's like I'm... a person again?

[She crinkled her nose.]

Or like one of my senses went dark. A three-dimensional thing pushed onto a two-dimensional plane. Or something. Dunno if that makes any sense... point is yeah that's something that happens here.

[silver_soldier]

[Sephiroth is just going to keep using text, thank you.]

Did you stop being a person at some point?

[a_mind_electric]

Depends on who you ask.

[Astrid herself flipped between her own beliefs on the matter, depending on the day. She didn't seem to mind the lack of reciprocal video.]

Trapped for a bit in an extra-dimensional space that may or may not be sentient, came back with weird powers. You know. What's your thing?

[silver_soldier]

I'm asking you, aren't I?

Hah. The same, in a way. Though I had powers before.

[a_mind_electric]

I mean, get called a demon enough times and you start to wonder.

[She seemed almost dismissive when she said it, giving him a shrug.]

Yeah? Was that normal, or was it just you?

[silver_soldier]

I've been referred to as such by enemies before. Often it's an indicator of your skills more than anything else. A belief that your capabilities are beyond any human's.

It wasn't normal as most people would understand it. Though many in similar positions to myself exceeded 'normal'. Some more than others.

[a_mind_electric]

[Astrid's brow wrinkles and she frowns.]

I've got somebody back home too... my brother. I've heard that no time passes there, when you're here? So they at least won't have a chance to miss you.

[silver_soldier]

No one will miss me.

[a_mind_electric]

[Foot, meet mouth.]

Oh, I thought... I assumed you were all together. Sorry; I was stuck in the Void with a bunch of other kids, and we all came back kind of wrong.

B.

[crystalmaster]

((Awesome! A Sephiroth!))

[Radley is strolling with his Eevees in the department store when he sees the guy. Yeah, this one really stands out. He's even taller than Radley's own 6'2". Not something Radley sees very often! And exposing his chest like that ... yeah, that's unusual.

Evie, the female Eevee, suddenly runs over to the Cubone and warbles to say Hello. Radley hurries after her.]

Oh hey, girl! You can't greet everyone!

[Not that Radley doesn't try to do that himself.]

[silver_soldier]

[The Cubone, not expecting to be suddenly approached like this, clutches its bone a little tighter, drawing back uncertainly. It looks like it might cry, although to be fair, most Cubones are never too far from that to begin with.

Sephiroth, meanwhile, has paused at the sudden approach of another pokémon and its trainer, watching carefully. There's obviously no malice present, so his initial tension relaxes quickly into something that, if not exactly friendly, at least doesn't look immediately threatening either.]

Does your creature want something? [The question is blunt in its wording, but said almost politely - as though it's intended to be something of a social pleasantry.]

[crystalmaster]

[Evie falls back, disappointed, and tries to assure it she just wants to make friends. Evan, the male Eevee, sighs a bit. They've been through this before.

Radley bends down and pets Evie.]

She's just really excited and friendly all the time. It's hard for her to accept that not everybody will feel the same.

[Which is ... sometimes similar to Radley's own feelings. He becomes very frustrated and hurt if someone rejects his own friendly overtures too often.]

Sorry about that.

[He picks up Evie and holds her.]

[silver_soldier]

My creature appears to be...anxious. [Sephiroth's brow creases minutely.] I'm not sure how to address that.

[The Cubone, for its part, relaxes a little, watching Radley and his pokémon cautiously. It doesn't seem to want anyone too close to it, but it doesn't seem to object to interaction at a safe distance.]

[crystalmaster]

Yeah, I'm not sure either.

[Radley frowns.]

But I had kind of the same thing with Evan here.

[He indicates the more reserved Eevee.]

He was beaten by punk kids and we saved him. He let me take him to the Pokemon Center for help, but I had to be patient trying to get to know him after that. He's still pretty quiet compared to Evie. I just let him take things at his own pace, which is what it looks like you're trying to do too. Maybe that's really all you can do for now.

[Evie tries to talk to Cubone from Radley's arms.]

[silver_soldier]

If anything happened to this one, I don't know of it. I woke up here, and it was simply...with me. It could stop following me if it wished, but it doesn't seem to wish to.

[The Cubone tilts its skull-covered head as it looks at Evie, seemingly listening. It's not sure what she wants, but it seems like it may not mind hearing her out.]

[crystalmaster]

Yeah, it's your starter, I guess. Evie was mine. All of us wake up here with one Pokemon to travel with.

[Evie asks how it's doing and what its Trainer is like and if it'd like to be friends.]

[silver_soldier]

I'm not sure I'm qualified to care for this creature.

[The Cubone responds, a little hesitantly. It's okay for now. Its trainer is strange, and Cubone can't tell if its trainer actually likes it or not, but he isn't mean. It's not sure what being friends would mean, or why Evie wants to be friends with it, though it doesn't seem to be objecting to the idea so much as it is confused.]

[crystalmaster]

[Radley appreciates that he's concerned about that, instead of just finding the Pokemon inconvenient or annoying.]

Well, even so, there's not much you can do about it but keep trying. Everybody has Pokemon here. And I don't think anyone is allowed to give up their starter.

[He smiles a bit.]

And honestly, I've seen worse. I think you're doing okay.

[Evie is sure the trainer likes him. Being friends would mean they could do things together and like being together and help each other! She loves to play and she loves to help.]