towerofanimus | She wasn't evading you

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She wasn't evading you

Characters: Nesir and Sephiroth
Setting: Sephiroth's room
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Summary: Sephiroth sent Nesir a Note so Nesir answers it.
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Nesir had realised Ganondorf was gone mostly by accident. Days often went by when she didn't see him, and when he wanted to talk to her he usually found her quite easily. She had been preoccupied, with the explosions and the fact that twice she realised that a few hours had passed, even though she couldn't remember sleeping or otherwise missing time.

Those who had gone to help power the tower were back now, and they didn't seem to have any obvious affects, so perhaps it had gone as well as Riki had promised.

She had been walking through the dormitory halls when she had seen Ganondorf's room, and the lack of his name on the plaque outside. She had double checked in the graveyard and indeed there was a grave. He had gone...

It shocked her, even though people disappearing was a normal occurrence here, but Ganondorf... he was powerful. He had been one of the first people she had met and it seemed unthinkable that he was just... not here anymore.

The note came as a surprise though she should have expected it. She picked up her bow and her daggers and made her way up to Sephiroth's room.

Just before she knocked her eyes skimmed across the plaque and she blinked. Hidetoshi... he had been in this room and now his name was gone too.

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The power was back on, a new admin-rotation started without any further hiccup. No further explosions, no word of anything that might have indicated any other problem, not a whisper of the importance surrounding the alleged perpetrator of the explosions. It's Ruana again with all her pink, all her hearts and undoubtedly another game ready for them all to play. Sephiroth supposed immediately that it's too clean cut.

If there was any relevance in two of his 'allies' now being lost from the Tower as well, Sephiroth wasn't sure he wanted to hear it. Hidetoshi had been there for as long as he had been, a testament to stability in a place where there invariably was none - despite his vulnerable human condition. Ganondorf was as at least as powerful as he should have been, a permanent reminder of his own potential and perhaps the closest to a kindred spirit he'd had here. His thoughts were his own poison in this regard.

The corner of the Dormitory that Hidetoshi had slept in was the focus of his rage as he'd torn the empty bed, the empty trunk, anything apart looking for something the student may have left behind. He had been sharing notes with Hidetoshi and refused to believe that all of his tolerance, all of his patience towards the human boy had been for nothing.

All for nothing.

Typical Tower, he'd resolved eventually and sat back on the end of his own bed just as a knock sounded at the door. There was a long pause but, after shooting a silent glare in the direction of his chipped-collar unit who stood vigil in the corner of the room by the door, Sephiroth answered it. He spent a longer moment looking silently down at Nesir before kicking the door open with an ankle to allow her to enter.

"You do be being in a fine mood." Was her answer to him staring down at her. When the door was opened fully she entered and looked around at the mess, raising an eyebrow. She still couldn't quite believe that Hidetoshi was gone, but Sephiroth's reaction surprised her, she couldn't imagine him admitting to caring about anyone, especially someone human.

"You did be wanting to be speaking to me?"

If Nesir pushed the issue, Sephiroth would insist that he didn't care about Hidetoshi personally - he cared for wasted effort. But that's a lot of wasted effort to atone for if that side of the Dormitory was anything to go by.

"I thought it imperative to catch up with you. Considering-" He stopped and sat back against the end of his bed once more, rising eyes now more level to hers at least. Delivering what seemed to be some sort of equal-footing in his body language at least. "-things have changed."

She stood, watching him carefully in case he had decided that now Ganondorf was gone he was at liberty to attack her. She didn't think he would though, things had changed. They had changed before today, this was just another change in a series.

"They have been changing." She agreed, she still felt a little lost. "Do you be thinking anyone will still be working together now?"

Months earlier, Sephiroth would not have hesitated to do just that once Ganondorf was out of the picture. Times when he was a lot less careful, wore his ego garishly on his sleeve, and would still kill a person for even looking at him the wrong way. Whether or not it was a development or degradation of his identity, that Sephiroth had 'cooled' off some or not, he preferred not to ponder too much on.

But death has no bearing here, so what lasting lesson would such actions leave behind. It only left a sour taste, weeks after the paralysis of a death wore off; had it been worth it?

Much the same could be said for the atmosphere between the two of them had been, after their death match. Utterly pointless.

"I do not think that recent developments will change very much at all on that level. Generally speaking-" He looked away from Nesir, back over to where Hidetoshi had been once more. Almost giving the illusion of trust in letting his gaze leave her.

"-but for the Alliance we had. That depends very much on those left behind. We do not have long left, after all."

The glancing away did not go unnoticed and Nesir stood still, listening to what he had to say, despite their history she respected his strength and his conviction.

"With no Ganondorf to be keeping everyone together I do be thinking there will be fighting. People did be following him but I do be doubting there will be being another leader, I can be thinking of a few people who will be wanting to be being in charge and who will no be following others."

She wasn't one of them, she had never been trained to be in charge, and she wasn't completely certain she would want to be if she were given such a job.

"I would be careful-"

He blinked and turned his head back to their exchange, forcing whatever other thought he might have had about Hidetoshi to one side for the time being. It wasn't their topic of conversation just yet.

"-to assume anything with regards to Ganondorf and being a leader. While he brought those of us with similar outlooks together under a common cause, many of us would strongly reject any notion that he was somehow in-charge..."

Sephiroth wasn't sure that Nesir would understand that, but he had certainly always been one of them. He lent his strength, out of a respect for the power that Ganondorf quite clearly possessed, for the similar presence they held about each other; but the one-winged angel always did take steps away if the arrangement perhaps became too 'cozy', too close for comfort.

In the end though, the Alliance itself had drawn out the story of his then-recent betrayal. A fact he was still a little uncomfortable with.

"I could easily take it, if there were a leadership, if I wanted to." He takes a breath to collect thoughts for a moment, how to phrase this- "But I lack the interest in the vast majority to keep pulling those together that would sooner turn and betray each other."

Nesir frowned, she understood but she didn't like it. Ganondorf had been clearly in charge and if the others had just been following along without seeing him as a leader...

She was quiet as she thought about what else Sephiroth was saying, because he was right. Unless you had great power that people instantly respected it would be hard to keep such a group in line.

"They do be being needing to be being forced to no be betraying each other. We do be having things that do be needing doing and we do no be having time for petty arguments."

Says the girl that held a grudge against Sephiroth for the best part of a year, but she's learned, somewhat. It doesn't stop her frown as she paused before speaking again.

"If you did be taking leadership, I would be following you."

Such was the nature of any Alliance between those whom they had brought together. It was obvious for Sephiroth to see, all the reasons why he had not ever thought to rise above the 'lead' that Ganondorf had exulted himself to. Under Glamour at least, the troll-king had all sorts of magic at his disposal and a powerful energy about himself. Sephiroth lacked anything with which he could display such force; his psychic powers and iron-willed control over himself only went so far.

It had only become more obvious now, that real powers were finally settled. It seemed that Sephiroth would only ever be at half of his deserved potential while he existed in this World only as a soul. Why he hadn't figured as such before taking the new fluid, perhaps Sephiroth had indeed been narrow-minded towards the research he'd done which had secured this development.

"All of the other groups within the Tower mimic the same message." He mused, remembering in particular the last time he had sat in on a meeting on the 1st floor. How many times had he to hear those exact words fall from one mouth or another - we do no be having time. "Within such a obstinate environment, nothing gets done.

"Though-" He paused and curled his mouth into an amused grin for a moment, not so much genuinely surprised about Nesir's declaration to follow him, more pleased with the possibility that she finally saw that which he'd been so angry at her defiance to accept before. Perhaps there was still time, yet for this human to prove it's worthiness.

"-I'm not a leader."

"That do be being because all they do be doing do be being talking. We will be taking action."

She frowned at his admission that he was not a leader, she had not expected him to say such a thing. "Well you do no be being a follower." And they had no time, nor place for lone agents here. Even in her own world... those who worked alone could be useful for spreading chaos but they never got anything done in the grand scheme of things.

"You do be being more of a leader than you do be thinking."

Sephiroth was reluctant to take action and hated his logic in that regard. Every plot, every scheme, every situation that he'd tried to take advantage of had not only failed miserably - but been quickly followed up by some odd kind of karma the next time Ruana or Jason's cycle came around. More recently it wasn't even an administrative thorned toe- other residents had thought to exact all types of ill-conceived revenge on him as well, despite the vast amount of work he had put into the collar fluid from which a vast number of them were now benefiting. Never mind that it was his doing that they even gained access to the fluid at all.

He would keep that tiniest piece of glory left, to himself, he thought as he nodded flatly in agreement to Nesir.

It was becoming tiresome quickly though, and was indeed contraceptive to any progress that could be being made. With the advent of the new collar fluid, and Nyx Avatar, Sephiroth had pulled out in his involvement with anyone - slipped into the shadows of the background easily as so many self-righteous groups stepped up. He would bide his time, there was bound to be an opportunity that presented itself and he needed to be ready and able to take it.

"I might have been. In another life, years before here." He took a pause and chanced to reconnect his eye contact from the floor into Nesir's own. As if inspecting her, trying to figure out why all of a sudden he felt words bubbling up out of his subconscious at her. "It's a hangover of something I'm not in the least bit interested anymore."

"You do no be being interested in power?" She raised an eyebrow at him, "You do no be being interested in getting things done, in restoring our worlds and getting our own bodies." She shook her head, "I do no be believing you, I do be thinking you would be being a good leader."

Cue another long pause as he examines Nesir's face as if it might be a book to tell him what her intentions are with that comment. She's right of course, though Sephiroth had cut ties to his world of being a leader a long time ago.

"You may be half right only." Careful, careful reply. Of course he's interested, in all of those things Nesir mentioned; he just doesn't connect being a leader with being powerful. He's powerful on his own.

"I don't need to be a leader to be powerful. And I do not trust others to keep away from sliding a knife in my back."

"You do no be having eyes in the back of your head." She told him, "You do be needing to be trusting somebody. Maybe no... trusting trusting, but at least understanding they will no be stabbing you."

No one could make it alone, no one Nesir knew had ever made it alone.

Sephiroth had made it his business to make it alone. Even before he had ended up in this place. Too many times burned by betrayal and he wasn't prepared to try again.

"I'm more than capable of watching my own back-" He tried at least not to sharpen a glare deeper into Nesir's face. "-current company considered, of course."

She met his glare with a smirk, "Of course you do be being capable. I do just be saying." She shrugged, "You do no need to be doing it alone."

The smirk just drew out that glare a little bit more. There was no need to mention the trigger there; he had mostly dropped the sour taste in his pride that a dagger had left.

"It's better to watch your own back. Dependency on others is a weakness."

"Working with others do no be meaning depending on them." She told him, "There do be being a huge difference."

"Not in my experience."

The fluid research had him relying heavily on the various runners, bodyguards and note-takers who had been recruited. Even if Sephiroth had kept some of his lesser-important observations private, and retained copies of most of his own findings for himself. Too many eyes, and all too many ears had been involved. For the most part however, no one seemed to have noted too many of his misgivings.

Nesir frowned, annoyance flickering in her eyes, despite her promise to herself not to fight with Sephiroth anymore, to put such things in the past.

"Well if you do no be needing anyone, why do I be being here? Why did you be telling me to be meeting you?"

He didn't agree with her, and Sephiroth was always right. Of course it annoyed Nesir and he wasn't surprised to see the same in her eyes either.

He sat more on the edge of the bed rather than leaning against it and then answered her.

"Even considering past skirmishes, at the very least I owe you a small amount of consideration." He shook his head lightly at the contradiction in his own thoughts.

Sephiroth didn't care anything for Nesir - but at the same time she hadn't shoved the knife in every time she had the opportunity. In fact in the past he had relied on her as well.

"What are your plans, now that Ganondorf is no longer with us?"

"The same as they did be being before." She shrugged, understanding his words and glad that he had given her that level of consideration.

She had grown use, in her time in the tower, to Ganondorf's style of leadership. But before there had been those higher in the temple, those whose names she didn't learn, who spoke to her in darkness. Who she killed for and never asked questions.

"I will be spreading chaos and darkness, and trying to be finding a way out of here."

At least it didn't sound as if she were throwing in with anyone else. In all truth that had been Sephiroth's concern, with Ganondorf gone who would the little acolyte go to spy for now? He knew well of their crossed wires once with regards to Ryoji.

It did pass his mind, that she might prove a worthwhile asset to him, in this regard but Sephiroth wasn't sure how to approach it. As he understood it, Ganondorf had taken her under his wing before and Sephiroth was much too self-centered to see an advantage in sharing his power and/or expertises with anyone.

Events back home at least, proved that the smallest cadets can grow into the greatest threats.

"Chaos and Darkness." He mused, having never really spoken at length about Nesir's previous life before. "Is that your calling?"

Truth be told it would probably be Ocelot, Nesir didn't do well on her own. She hadn't been trained as a lone agent, she had been trained to follow orders, advise but not to lead. She could spread chaos on her own, but it would be mostly aimless, big schemes were not her strong point.

"Yes, I do be being a servant of the dark god of my world. We do be striving to be bringing about chaos and darkness."

Having already touched base with Ocelot at this point, Sephiroth would suppose that would also be best. Though, perhaps he should keep an eye out more for Nesir in the future. Who knows what Ocelot would be filling her head with.

Though, was Ocelot really all chaos and darkness like Nesir needed to be? The older woman was a fine strategist and knows how to keep several eyes around herself well enough but-

"I see." It strikes a light similarity to his more recent endeavors before being brought to the Tower. He had taken a very simple pleasure in filling the Lifestream with his own darkness, before the need for a body overrode all of that.

"I have done some of the same, on My Planet."

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