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towerofanimus2013-05-19 09:34 pm
neverbeamemory) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-19 09:34 pm
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Log 020 | Such potential... [Event log: Rumor has it]
Characters: Sephiroth & YOU
Setting: 19th May. Prompts in below, or anywhere on route between them (feel free to tag in with whatever rumor chaos he may encounter)
Format: 2 x Prose, 2 x Action. Will match tagger.
Summary: Rumor event gives Sephiroth that well-sought after ego boost. He returns to his Dorm to a confusing gift left for him. Later there is Ryoji mail-bombing and yet another early evening of silent focus.
Warnings: Sephiroth is his own warning. Can be prone to violence etc. Also inflated-ego warning.
Dormitory 03-02 & Dorm Hallways before/after
How satisfying the far reaching effects of his legendary willpower. This experiment into the limitations of his mind control on one not even tied to Mother's web, had proved well beyond any expectation he could have hoped for. Those words on the wall he'd past on his way to the dormitory lift that morning, had only served to further satisfy him. Of course Yukiko hadn't been able to resist Ryoji, Sephiroth hadn't given him much choice in the matter. This was perfect. There was so much potential to expand upon.
He entered the Dormitory but then paused not more than a few feet from the doorway. There was a small, around only 15 cm rough wooden carving of a tree left on his bed. Resting on the well-made sheets that he'd left that morning when he'd ventured out. After peering around the room after any one of his room mates that might be able to inform him who put it there, Sephiroth approached the edge of this bed.
A tree. What relevance was this supposed to hold for him? Just as his gloved hand paused from lifting the strange carving he spotted a piece of paper folded underneath. His expression dropped suspiciously as he lifted the note out first and unfolded it, though he needn't have automatically attached such concern to it.
Will you be stop being silly and be forgiving me already?
It was unsigned but it wouldn't take Sephiroth more than two beats to realize who it had to have been from. He held the wooden carving in his other hand, spending not more than a few moments taking in it's details before placing it down on the bedstand. He turned his attention to the note once more. This had been the second such note he'd received with regards to his time as a drone. But whilst he understood, and to a certain extent had accepted, Hidetoshi's very well written, apologetic letter due to the need for them to co-exist within the same four walls - Nesir was a different thing entirely.
She too had laughed at him along with Ryoji. And despite all of the mess that kid had left behind, she'd still returned to be friends with him, he knows this for a fact. Sephiroth doesn't understand the reason why Nesir would be so desperate for his forgiveness; but then, maybe she wasn't as naive as all that. It would serve anyone's purpose well, to remain in his good graces. Though, curiosity piqued, Sephiroth headed back out into the hallway, bound for the floor with that specific tree.
----
That tree, Forest floor 6
whether Nesir would be there or not, Sephiroth headed out from the stairwell into the Forest. Though the last time he'd made this journey he had been a great deal wetter, both in the literal sense and with regards to his mood. He was in comparatively high-spirits now, thanks to his latest exploits and he fancied that he felt more whole than he had done in a long time. He felt proud again. Part of him hoped that the rest of the Tower knew that.
It would take a few stops at similar looking trees, and a few stops to fend off the indigenous wildlife before he came to the trunk of that tree, the one that he believes she'd symbolized in her carving. Where they had sat for several hours simply tolerating each others' company for the most part. Before that embarrassing infiltration, before Ryoji had become such an issue. Sheltering from the rain.
It's somewhat beyond Sephiroth why on earth this would have meant anything to Nesir, he's not exactly the more forthcoming of people to spend time with. For quite some time, he would stand there gazing up into the branches of the tree as if there was some clue there. Pausing from his thoughts only long enough to cut down any monster or mutated creature that would approach.
----
Mailroom Fl 78
[Later on that day, Sephiroth can be found riding the elevator up to the 81st and then descending the stairwell to the mailroom. He doesn't have a mailbox but that doesn't stop him from sending messages to anyone who does. Just give your note to a worker unit and say the persons name. Who'd even want a mailbox anyway.
Though, until now, he's had to give two notes over when he's wanted to offer a comment to his mark. But it seems there is only one Ryoji left in the Tower now. Well isn't that convenient.]
----
Lounge Fl 81 (Evening)
[As quite usual, Sephiroth can be found early in the evening sat in the middle of Floor 81. He's moved whatever furniture was in the way and killed whatever monsters were needed to in order to secure the floor (the corpses wouldn't be too far away). He is settled down cross-legged to gather his thoughts and continue that so-important sharpening of his focus and by extension those powers that he's only just starting to play with here. He seems oblivious to anyone who might approach him from behind, but it might feel as if he's still watching you as if he's eyes on the back of his silver head as well.
Those that are sensitive to detecting mental/physic fluctuations may well be able to tell that Sephiroth is meditating in order to focus his power in on itself for some reason. Though his mind itself is impenetrable; you'd have to ask.]
Setting: 19th May. Prompts in below, or anywhere on route between them (feel free to tag in with whatever rumor chaos he may encounter)
Format: 2 x Prose, 2 x Action. Will match tagger.
Summary: Rumor event gives Sephiroth that well-sought after ego boost. He returns to his Dorm to a confusing gift left for him. Later there is Ryoji mail-bombing and yet another early evening of silent focus.
Warnings: Sephiroth is his own warning. Can be prone to violence etc. Also inflated-ego warning.
Dormitory 03-02 & Dorm Hallways before/after
How satisfying the far reaching effects of his legendary willpower. This experiment into the limitations of his mind control on one not even tied to Mother's web, had proved well beyond any expectation he could have hoped for. Those words on the wall he'd past on his way to the dormitory lift that morning, had only served to further satisfy him. Of course Yukiko hadn't been able to resist Ryoji, Sephiroth hadn't given him much choice in the matter. This was perfect. There was so much potential to expand upon.
He entered the Dormitory but then paused not more than a few feet from the doorway. There was a small, around only 15 cm rough wooden carving of a tree left on his bed. Resting on the well-made sheets that he'd left that morning when he'd ventured out. After peering around the room after any one of his room mates that might be able to inform him who put it there, Sephiroth approached the edge of this bed.
A tree. What relevance was this supposed to hold for him? Just as his gloved hand paused from lifting the strange carving he spotted a piece of paper folded underneath. His expression dropped suspiciously as he lifted the note out first and unfolded it, though he needn't have automatically attached such concern to it.
It was unsigned but it wouldn't take Sephiroth more than two beats to realize who it had to have been from. He held the wooden carving in his other hand, spending not more than a few moments taking in it's details before placing it down on the bedstand. He turned his attention to the note once more. This had been the second such note he'd received with regards to his time as a drone. But whilst he understood, and to a certain extent had accepted, Hidetoshi's very well written, apologetic letter due to the need for them to co-exist within the same four walls - Nesir was a different thing entirely.
She too had laughed at him along with Ryoji. And despite all of the mess that kid had left behind, she'd still returned to be friends with him, he knows this for a fact. Sephiroth doesn't understand the reason why Nesir would be so desperate for his forgiveness; but then, maybe she wasn't as naive as all that. It would serve anyone's purpose well, to remain in his good graces. Though, curiosity piqued, Sephiroth headed back out into the hallway, bound for the floor with that specific tree.
----
That tree, Forest floor 6
whether Nesir would be there or not, Sephiroth headed out from the stairwell into the Forest. Though the last time he'd made this journey he had been a great deal wetter, both in the literal sense and with regards to his mood. He was in comparatively high-spirits now, thanks to his latest exploits and he fancied that he felt more whole than he had done in a long time. He felt proud again. Part of him hoped that the rest of the Tower knew that.
It would take a few stops at similar looking trees, and a few stops to fend off the indigenous wildlife before he came to the trunk of that tree, the one that he believes she'd symbolized in her carving. Where they had sat for several hours simply tolerating each others' company for the most part. Before that embarrassing infiltration, before Ryoji had become such an issue. Sheltering from the rain.
It's somewhat beyond Sephiroth why on earth this would have meant anything to Nesir, he's not exactly the more forthcoming of people to spend time with. For quite some time, he would stand there gazing up into the branches of the tree as if there was some clue there. Pausing from his thoughts only long enough to cut down any monster or mutated creature that would approach.
----
Mailroom Fl 78
[Later on that day, Sephiroth can be found riding the elevator up to the 81st and then descending the stairwell to the mailroom. He doesn't have a mailbox but that doesn't stop him from sending messages to anyone who does. Just give your note to a worker unit and say the persons name. Who'd even want a mailbox anyway.
Though, until now, he's had to give two notes over when he's wanted to offer a comment to his mark. But it seems there is only one Ryoji left in the Tower now. Well isn't that convenient.]
----
Lounge Fl 81 (Evening)
[As quite usual, Sephiroth can be found early in the evening sat in the middle of Floor 81. He's moved whatever furniture was in the way and killed whatever monsters were needed to in order to secure the floor (the corpses wouldn't be too far away). He is settled down cross-legged to gather his thoughts and continue that so-important sharpening of his focus and by extension those powers that he's only just starting to play with here. He seems oblivious to anyone who might approach him from behind, but it might feel as if he's still watching you as if he's eyes on the back of his silver head as well.
Those that are sensitive to detecting mental/physic fluctuations may well be able to tell that Sephiroth is meditating in order to focus his power in on itself for some reason. Though his mind itself is impenetrable; you'd have to ask.]
6th Floor
Yeah, it's nothing special really. [ She smiled when he returned the look. ]
That's good. You seemed to have had a tough time before. I'm glad to hear that you're doing well at least. Feel free to ask me for a healing any time you need it.
[ She added cheerfully. ]
Are you looking for something Sephiroth?
6th Floor
Sephiroth allowed the euphemism to slide though not without a stinging after effect in the back of his mind which he then hurriedly fought to bury before looking back to Ishtar. He set his jaw, silent, uncomprehending and more than a little suspicious of her apparently cheerful manner.
It was almost as if she was baiting him to recall the details of what she was referring to and he's sure he doesn't want to go there. He remembers seeing her face at the time but he'd dismissed it until now. It had felt like he'd been dreaming.]
I'm not sure. [He still wasn't, he doesn't know how he feels about Nesir capturing his curiosity enough to make him come looking for her.]
6th Floor
She didn't mind talking to him and she didn't mind befriending and helping him, but she didn't do it because she wanted to feel safe. She always did it unconditionally. Maybe people could change was the thought she always had. She didn't really talk about anymore than that. She just wanted to let him know that she was there if he needed her. ]
You're not sure? Did you come to find something or find someone?
[ She tilted her head slightly. It was out of curosity ] Oh well, I guess it's not really my business.
6th Floor
Perhaps that's why he'd never made any move to cement this could-be friendship with Ishtar, Sephiroth is entirely too suspicious of her selflessness. How every time it seemed he'd needed help she'd been there. How last time she hadn't been able to-
He harshly forces that re-emerging thought back for a second time; focus on the conversation, Sephiroth! He nods plainly at Ishtar, though takes care to keep his expression guarded. As usual.]
Yes, I mean. Both, actually. [He shook his head again, trying to force his thoughts into order.] Someone wants to meet at one of these trees. [He thinks.]
6th Floor
Is it a date of some sort?
[ She was half teasing as she sheepishly questioned him. ] That sounds kind of cute. Who's the special someone?
6th Floor
Really not.
[Bluntly put. The frown a clear warning on her misjudgment of him, he doesn't feel secure in even why he's felt the need to pursue Nesir after her 'gift' and other people trying to suggest reasoning for him isn't appreciated. There was always more to it than that and he knows it.]
And most definitely not special. Everyone has their own agenda and it's my business to know what this ones' is.
[That's got to be it.]
6th Floor
I'm joking Sephiroth. I know you aren't the type for silly things like dates.
[ Ishtar nodded her head to his words. She didn't doubt that he had a reason to pursue someone. ]
I see. I hope that you find the info you need.
6th Floor
[He nods to Ishtar once more and then takes a sweeping look around. Talk about awkward, but then conversation isn't his strong point at all. It's more than that though, what do you say to someone after what she was there for?
Just thinking about his time as that winged drone is enough to rip old scabs off prematurely. He should concentrate on the more latest success.]
I'm sure I will. I should go, be careful Ishtar.
6th Floor
[ He didn't need to address her dorr things like that. She is sure that he didn't want to mention anything that would upset him, but teasing was another thing. ]
Thanks Sephiroth. You take care too and stuff heheh eh
6th Floor
to know that you were probably right, if he was interested. Teasing is completely lost on him, either doesn't get it or doesn't care to.]Take care [Is barely whispered back at her as he goes back to trying to find that tree.]