just this once, everybody lives!

[sageprincess]

Characters: Everyone.
Setting: Anywhere.
Format: Party style.
Summary: Post-Ex Machina catch-all mingle.
Warnings: See individual threads.

[After a long, drawn out battle, the infiltration team returns to the residential portion of the Tower, weary, battered... but victorious. Some catching up is in order.]

Comments

[neverbeamemory]

[It's before he's raised his head, the first stirring of eyelids with his head still down on his bent elbow open and squint at the person beside him. The very fact that she wasn't there before draws him more instantly out of the nap.

Sephiroth raises his face eventually but the motion to flick a few silver threads out of his face gets stopped by that crick in his neck. He pulls a face, an unpleased scowl at the lightning-fast stab of pain, but finds that he still registers Arturia's words the first time around. Already a stark improvement on his condition when he'd stumbled over to his table hours ago.]

Riki. [His brain, still wrapped in sleep he's woken too quickly from, takes a few seconds to kick start.] Yes, I wondered if that was the room that was the target.

[Sephiroth's voice is a little hoarse but that aside he feels the most conscious than he has in weeks. Slowly, though not bending his neck very far at all, he pulls himself up and off the half of the map-sketch he'd been lying on. Of course, that had been the room with the most power-distribution as sketched out beneath him.]

[no_longer_a_king]

It was indeed. The man proved himself to be nothing more than a snake, even if it does turn out he might have been trying to help us.

[Not that she would trust a word the man says after trying so hard to kill them, utilizing the Glamour and those awful yet satisfying to kill machine tentacles. Even if he were trying to help them, he proved he did not have their best interests at heart by doing so.]

I'm pleased to see you all fared well up here.

[neverbeamemory]

[Sephiroth isn't so absolute in his thinking. Just because Riki had tried to kill them for interfering, there had to be a greater reason for it. Just as he had to have killed others in his attempt at escape in March, the end justified the means.

Jason and Riki both never did trust the 'meddling' of the residency.

For a long moment Sephiroth pauses in rubbing at the crick in his neck, eyes still rather low with grogginess - green almost lost behind thick black lashes. He studies Arturia as if she might be trying to make an inappropriate remark.]

Hmph. Hardly. We were almost killed also.