#unforestalledreturn

@unforestalledreturn asked: "Say..." A voice venomously purred from above. "Do you believe in ghosts? If not, it might be time to."

"Please come down from the rafters...you're dropping mud all over my desk." Honestly, whatever they saw in SOLDIERS must be something truly special. An eccentric lot if he ever knew one.

Anti-honesty hour meme | accepting but eternally slow

Sephiroth almost, almost, leaned just the slightest bit forward to bite that offending finger, which he supposed might have made his answer a great deal more believable. SOLDIER metabolism could be woefully swift, after all. (Sadly his restraint in not biting that finger showed enough.)

Scaevola Tanne: Third Class. 

Like so many other Thirds, he seemed to have peaked shortly after surviving mako treatment. Unremarkable in stats- Strength and endurance above average. No magical affinity nor aptitude. Mental fortitude, acuity, and resourcefulness so-so. Main skills (if any) seemed to be observation and adaptation, mainly situational improvisation. Had a decent enough appearance that he could manage to be seductive, slightly above average.

All in all, ‘slightly above average’ was the club he wielded over even weaker recruits. He was a bully and a coward, an opportunist. Yet his unremarkable qualities were what made him so dangerous- He was virtually indistinguishable from any other ‘normal’ person working for Shinra, aside from being part of the SOLDIER program.

Of Sephiroth and Genesis crossing paths for the first time.

Involved Characters: Sephiroth, 13yo ( @ghostofnibelheim​ ), Genesis Rhapsodos, 13yo ( @unforestalledreturn​​ )

References: Before Crisis -Final Fantasy VII-

Settings: Midgar, December εγλ 1993

There used to be a time where things in Shinra were a little easier. The city was still building; the company’s influence yet to reach its massive global expansion; departments were smaller.

It was the days of dawn for the SOLDIER program. No such thing as “classes”. There was the Shinra Public Security Forces, and there was SOLDIER.

At least officially.

But the truth was a little different.

There was the Shinra PSF, and there was SOLDIER... and there was Sephiroth.

A boy who in his own right stood as a force to be reckoned. Despite his young age, he had been a SOLDIER before his name would even reach the ears outside of the company, and in record time it had spread like wildfire.

The conqueror of Wutai, the young promise and flagship of the SOLDIER program, Sephiroth. The rumors of his exploits in battle exceeded the wildest fantasies; they captured hearts and inspired, luring young men under the company’s flag in droves.

And still, so little was known about him. Always out on the battlefield, the boy seldom accompanied other units or fellow SOLDIERs; he was rumored to prefer acting on his own, rather than in a team. And as far as his performance reports went, he was pefectly capable to do so.

Because of this reason, his looks and personality were shrouded in mystery to most, and subject of speculation amongst the wide-eyed new recruits in the company’s personal military force.

Lately, however, a new rumor was circulating, that Sephiroth could be seen in one particular training room at the 49th floor. A new product of Shinra’s latest technology, in which through the use of special VR visors, one could immerse himself in a completely virtual environment and simulate battle without risk.

Apparently, according to these rumors, the room, still a prototype, had gone haywire after a simulation including Sephiroth had been installed. The program had frozen and become impossible to reboot, no matter how many times the power had been restarted, it always returned to the same simulation.

Perhaps through a process of “wutai whispers”, speculation was that the key to unstuck the program was to face the simulation and defeat Sephiroth within it, but nobody had achieved to do so. Maybe the techs were waiting for the real deal to return from his current mission so that he, himself, could solve the problem.

But many were tempted, if only in daydreaming and masculine locker room talk, to try and sneak up there and try. If one succeeded to knock the SOLDIER helmet out of his face, what would Sephiroth look like? How strong could this simulated warrior really be?

Well.. the 49th floor was the SOLDIER floor, so it wasn’t like a certain pair of young teen infantrymen freshly arrived from Banora could be curious about this sort of ‘ghost story’...

smol and tol prompts // accepting!

[ INSIST ]  for the shorter muse to guide the taller one to sit so they don’t have to keep looking up.

They'd been in the middle of a conversation when the redhead suddenly grabbed him by the arm and guided him over to a chair and promptly pushed him down into it. He'd been so taken by surprise that he hadn't even thought to question it. At least not until he found himself sitting down.

"....Genesis? If you prefer us sitting down, you could have just said so." He assumed that the redhead had grown tired of standing... though Genesis wasn't sitting down himself.