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To Become a Hero.
That Was My Sin, and This... This is My Punishment.
Give up on Yourself, and You Give up on the World.
Got it Memorized?
The Time Has Come to Cleanse The Planet.
Now what I want most is the gift of the Goddess.
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Twittering at the words when be heard in a way, the chiding did get that light ripple in that silver hair. Unknown what that was but it be tough to tell what that meant.
The hair would move again when Genesis be threading fingers through it, odd otherworldly like habit from what Seph was when it be shown.
Threads of hair would shiver before there be a light stir, a deep breath taken until eyes would be slow to open. Those silt pupils be dilated at first until settling to their normal state.
"Mnn... mmm??"
Not with it, when gathering his bears even while still on the ground. Slowly blinking until giving a soft hum, shivering when his hair be still acting how it be. Such eyes be glowing slightly from how Mako be.
"Gen... sis...?"
Pupils dilating a little when vision be clear from being out of it, smelling the scent of his friend from that coat that he realized that be draped over him.
Were there an iota of belief in him that Sephiroth's hair was moving because of wind, it faded into oblivion when said hair rippled between his fingers. What could that mean? Is it trying to be playful? Or... fearful?
... Is he really sitting here trying to gauge the emotion of his collapsed friend's hair?
He doesn't have to think about it long. As soon as he began to study the different ways it moved depending on how he spoke or touched it, he heard his friend take in a deep, sharp breath. Genesis looked away from the threads of silver in his hands, meeting those fierce, piercing eyes.
"Easy, now, you're in no danger," Genesis whispers as Sephiroth's eyes move around, taking in the barren desert around them and the cold, flat stone that had been his resting place since his exhausted body forced itself to shut down. His shoulders, which he did not even realize were tensed, relaxed instantly at the sound of his name.
"... You are a sight for sore eyes, my friends..." he says, relief evident in his voice as his hand eases to lightly grip the other's shoulder.
When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end, The goddess descends from the sky, Wings of light and dark spread afar, She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess, We seek it thus, and take to the sky, Ripples form on the water's surface, The wandering soul knows no rest, Three friends go into battle, One is captured. One flies away, The one that is left becomes a hero.
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul, Pride is lost, Wings stripped away, the end is nigh. There is no hate, only joy, For you are beloved by the goddess, Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds.
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My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow, No matter where the winds may blow, My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation, And your eternal slumber.
β¦ έΛ Selective. 21+ Crossover friendly .β¦ έΛ
My friend, the fates are cruel, There are no dreams, no honor remains, The arrow has left the bow of the goddess, My friend, your desire is the bringer of life, The gift of the goddess, Legend shall speak of sacrifice at world's end, The wind sails over the water's surface, Quietly, but surely...
π€Λβ Revived by Ammy βΛπ€
Even if the morrow is barren of promises, Nothing shall forestall my return, To become the dew that quenches the land, To spare the sands, the seas, the skies, I offer thee this silent sacrifice...
Aware while unconscious despite how his condition be, the shift between a soft breath and a heavy one be more confirming. As be that hair when it moved subtly.
The quiet warble then a deep purr sounded, after of that red coat be draped over him. Even with dark wisps trying to show, but they would settle down with that light puff of shadow like dust.
The faint movement of the eyes to such words, though not opening unfortunately right now. Yet the hair be slowly moving as if alive, but mostly mistaken for the wind moving it.
Lone strands be reaching out slightly, only to drift back to the rest of that hair. Oddities of this silverette be showing, for others never had seen such a side or mannerisms that he had. Mostly due to keeping from expressing such things that is.
Genesis' eyebrow raises at the movement of Sephiroth's hair. It would be easy to blame the wind...there is a steady current-- though not one blowing in his direction. The redhead watches as several strands seem to reach out rather than be blown... only to retract. He had never seen Sephiroth do something like this before. Then again, he had never seen Sephiroth collapse before.
Collapsed, yes, unconscious, yes... but not wholly unaware. The way his eyes move when Genesis speaks, the soft sounds of contentment when touched by a hand rather than being poked and prodded by needles and tubes. It's only rational to think his hair is another way for his friend's subconscious to reach out to him-- literally, in this case.
"... There's no need to play coy with me," he chides as he reaches out for the strands of hair that had reached out and retracted. "It's only you and me out here."
... For now. How long would it be before search helicopters came searching for ShinRa's strongest weapon? They don't believe that he could be defeated, or too wounded to make his way back to base. At some point, they will consider Sephiroth AWOL.
... Such a powerful weapon cannot move around of its own accord. They'll take Sephiroth to that lab behind the pair of doors... the ones they refuse to let Genesis through. They'll put him in one of those miserable glass tubes...
"I became a part of SOLDIER because I wanted to be like you," Genesis says as he starts threading his fingers through silvery hair. "The planet's hero. The indestructible, untouchable angel delivered unto us from Heaven to protect a world incapable of protecting itself."
Mako-tainted eyes watch the silvery threads rise and fall from between his fingers.
"... But you are no angel. You are a human who has endured torturous acts by filthy men and then paraded through the streets as a sign of their triumph," he snarls as his eyes flicker to see the face of the man whose body has been pushed beyond its limits time and time again.
"... I will not hand you back to those abhorrent men so they can skin off another layer of your humanity."
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Axel smiles at the gesture and happily accepts the seat. His tall, lanky frame leaning over her probably wasn't doing the creepy factor any favors. He folds his arms across his chest and leans his weight against the bar. "Got any candles around here or somethin'?" He couldn't do anything about the creaking boards or the wind outside, but he could make this place look a little less... slasher movie.
Darkness in and of itself doesn't make him nervous-- he's surrounded by it all the time. It's all the things that can lurk in the darkness that make him feel like he should be looking over his shoulder... speaking as someone who's been the thing that lurks in the darkness-- and snuffs out someone's light.
Yuffie chuckled and stood up from her seat, touching his arm as she passes. "Yeah, we've got some. I've also got this handy dandy night light." She said with a smile, pulling out a cat shaped night light and slapping it down on the bar with a cheerful smile. "Isn't it cute?" She exclaimed, before continuing to hunt around for some candles.
"Aha!" She said, pulling out 3 different shaped candles. "These are the ones we have, but at least one of them smells like vanilla?" She told him, before sliding a lighter over to him so he could choose the candle placements.
"Ye-ah," Axel answers the question with just a hint of confusion in his voice. He can chalk up feeling the sensation of fear or unease to it being more of a survival instinct than an emotion. What does seeing something as cute have to do with staying alive?
It's fabricated-- yeah, that's it. Something Xenmas must have implanted into them so they could blend in better. No one's answering questions asked by guys in black robes who speak in monotone voices and don't smile or frown.
Ugh. Thinking about this makes his head hurt. Saix would have a fit if he knew that Axel was overthinking the complexities of a small, cat-shaped light.
Fortunately, he only dwells on this whole what it means to not have a heart junk until Yuffie comes back with candles. "Way to make the non-scented candles feel bad about themselves~" He jokes as he picks up the lighter. Should he...?
Yuffie's already seen him fight. It's not like he's blowing his cover... and it's not like mages are uncommon around here.
He chuckles once again as he sets the lighter down and snaps his fingers, lighting the three candles at once.
"Now I can see what you were workin' so hard on~"
What was supposed to be a brief time in handling this mission? It has taken longer than usual. The result being of how overworked he was.
Something Hojo would drill into his brain since childhood, if one could consider the childhood pleasant when raised in the Labs for much of his life. A specimen that everyone should aspire to be in SOLDIER.
Unseen battle of perfection and performance be revealed to Genesis, for the Silver First had while playing that part of the poster boy for ShinRa. Despite his own thoughts or opinions, it mattered not to scientists or others that had their own views of him.
That soft twitter would be heard from his lips when still on the ground, the faint brush of his hair would earn another bird like noise from Sephiroth. Least the dark feathers would dissolve in time when he was resting.
Akin to a tired bird that crashed, Seph would be catching up on such rest in this manner. Though that wing seemed to want to emerge, yet it would not appear aside from the dark wisps from his back.
"Heh... Do you always make such sounds in your sleep?" Genesis asks at the soft twitters and chirps. He doesn't anticipate Sephiroth answering; despite Genesis being close enough to pose a serious threat, this fallen angel's body makes no movement... his eyes don't even open.
Either he's too exhausted to be awoken, or... more likely (based on the pleasant sounds), he's aware of Genesis' presence on some level. Even in an unconscious state, Sephiroth registers his friend's voice... and... touch.
"My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I?" The SOLDIER recites as he slides his coat from his shoulders and moves to drape the red leather across the other's sleeping frame... only to pause long enough to watch the dark wisps of a wing that yearned to be released.
That wing trying to manifest could mean a number of things: Sephiroth's subconscious could be trying to create a shield, perceive a threat, or... long to be away from those who created him to be more a weapon than a man.
"Not now," he whispers as he drapes his coat over the other's form. "But soon... if you wish it, I will leave this place with you."
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It was unusual to find Sephora unconscious, but it likely was from overdoing it with constant work piling up.
A light mess of silver hair that was splayed about along with dark feathers, it was rare to see this but even Seph had times were he would collapse.
He was breaking rank; he was defying direct orders... he was doing everything that ShinRa and SOLDIER had mercilessly driven into his head not to do...
And he didn't care. Not in this moment, anyway.
Genesis' friend should have been back three hours ago. Seph wasn't the kind to miss deadlines-- he was the SOLDIER; he was what everyone else was meant to live up to.
After an hour, Genesis asked of his friend's whereabouts. He was told to leave it alone. The man in question did not fail, and he did not fall.
In the second hour, he asked to be given permission to search. He was told the same information.
After the third hour struck, Genesis didn't ask again. He merely left.
He knew the general location of where Sephiroth was sent to-- but exact coordinates were, of course, classified, even to him.
... Or perhaps just to him.
It took time, searching the surrounding area and calling out. It wasn't until a rogue black feather blew by that he had some idea of which direction to run.
Based on the wind's trajectory, that feather had to have blown from--
The sight left his heart light with elation... while at the same time choking him by seemingly lodging into his throat.
One look at the mess of silvery hair and splayed-out black feathers told the red-clad SOLDIER everything he needed to know.
"They did this to you, didn't they?" Genesis snarls as he steps closer. He doesn't bother to draw his sword. There is no threat. His friend did not collapse because he was bested in battle or wounded to the point that he was incapacitated.
Their top-ranking SOLDIER's body gave out from sheer exhaustion.
"... Fear not," his voice lowers as he draws closer and eases down to his knees at the fallen angel's side.
"... I won't drag you back to them," he continues as he reaches out, brushing the mass of silvery hair out of Seph's face and behind his back.
"Rest. I will not leave your side."
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"Nah," he says with a dismissive wave of his hand. He didn't need anything-- and he's not supposed to want things. Wanting is an emotion, and you lose those when you lose your heart.
... Why is he here?
Eh. Must be phantom emotions. He shrugs before stretching his arms upward and then tucking his hands behind his head.
"Thought you could use some company--"
His eyes shift around the room.
"-- Is it always this creepy here at night?"
Yuffie gestured for him to sit at the table with her, a seat beside her free. Admittedly, there was the entire bar to choose from in terms of seats, but it was up to him where he chose to sit.
"Well, thank you. I appreciate the company. As for the creepiness - yes, it's always this creepy. I hate it." She said, a nervous laugh escaping her throat, a blush coloring her cheeks.
Axel smiles at the gesture and happily accepts the seat. His tall, lanky frame leaning over her probably wasn't doing the creepy factor any favors. He folds his arms across his chest and leans his weight against the bar. "Got any candles around here or somethin'?" He couldn't do anything about the creaking boards or the wind outside, but he could make this place look a little less... slasher movie.
Darkness in and of itself doesn't make him nervous-- he's surrounded by it all the time. It's all the things that can lurk in the darkness that make him feel like he should be looking over his shoulder... speaking as someone who's been the thing that lurks in the darkness-- and snuffs out someone's light.
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Yuffie was glad to see a familiar face. While she was used to being up all night, it did get lonely. When the furniture or floorboards would creak, it would unnerve her. Luckily on this occasion she had been completely lost in her work.
"That is true. Did you need something, Axel?"
"Nah," he says with a dismissive wave of his hand. He didn't need anything-- and he's not supposed to want things. Wanting is an emotion, and you lose those when you lose your heart.
... Why is he here?
Eh. Must be phantom emotions. He shrugs before stretching his arms upward and then tucking his hands behind his head.
"Thought you could use some company--"
His eyes shift around the room.
"-- Is it always this creepy here at night?"
"Hmm.... What if... no. No, that'll never work." She mused, muttering to herself as she scrawled in her notebook, thinking out loud to herself. The woman heard footsteps behind her and turned, surprised to see someone else.
"What are you doing up at this hour?"
"Eh, it's my day off, so I slept for most of it. Now it's time for the normal people to go to sleep, and here I am, wide awake." Axel smirks as he looks over the ninja's shoulder.
"Lucky for me, you never sleep, huh?"
