entranceway | First Verse : Accidental Video (Forward-dated to July 2, Sunset)

[You have all seen this before- the start of a recording done entirely on accident. This one seems to have a different sort of edge to it, however- a quick movement, the device flipping, sky and land changing places until the com settles onto the grass. Heavy labored breathing, wheezes of pain by something obviously not human can be heard, accompanied by the shot of a long grey body, riddled with wounds.

Then against that gray body fell an arm clad almost completely in red, accented with a few touches of silver: a familiar sight to those who know of the First Class SOLDIERs who existed alongside Sephiroth before everything went to hell. Neither of the two figures were fully in the screen, obviously unaware of it being turned on. Actually, the feed could be a little uncomfortable to watch with its weird, twisted angle. But in any case, the feed wasn’t silent for long.

The red leather-clad hand is gently running its fingers against the gray body, as if soothing it.]

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.

... what have I done to you, my friend? Is this punishment for my sins now? To behold you this way...?

The fates are truly cruel. Yet I am certain I deserve this for what I had done.

[He falls silent then, and his fingers curl against the creature’s skin as if overcome with grief. The feed turns off a moment after that.]

((ooc: If you wish to come across the two in person, there's a log for them over here!))

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Too bad. You don't get that choice.

Try again.

[Sorry, Genesis. Cloud doesn't have his kid gloves on at the moment.]

We have complicated pasts. You're not the only one. But this place can be a second chance. [Or a third in some cases.] Even if you don't want to take it, it won't let you go.

[Genesis isn't in the mood for gentleness, anyway. But there was no way he was accepting his second chance on a silver platter with the pain of guilt still so fresh in his mind.]

Leave me alone, trooper.

[A little more and he might just toss the communicator away from him. Why was he even still holding on to it, he thinks.]

The name is Cloud. I'm not apart of Shinra anymore. [Do you want a list of why he hates it with all of his being, Genesis? It might take him awhile.]

Zack will worry about you.

Who Zack ought to worry for is Angeal, not me.

He doesn't work that way.

That doesn't bother me.

If you upset him, I will bother you.

He shouldn't be upset about me in the first place. I did not deserve his pity.

It's not pity. [It's a good guy with a good heart giving a damn.] But it might take you awhile.

...it took me awhile too.

[At this point, Genesis has become weary of replying to this plea of not shutting himself away from the world. Cloud's last statement is met with silence.]

[He sighs, long and low.]

Take your time.

[Sephiroth had debated saying anything at all, just as he had debated whether to contact Genesis directly, or Zack. He'd decided on the latter; having a feeling that Zack would be the sort for actions before words. Even so, he is a man of action himself, and to see this exchange throws something of his own arrival in stark relief.

Decision made, he echoes Zack's words, words that had been said on his own behalf.]

Stand down, Cloud.

[He knows where the words are coming from and he realizes that Zack wouldn't want him to upset Genesis either.]

...you're right.

Thank you.

[There is the man who used to be his hero. Cloud is jolted out of thoughts of Genesis and he blinks in confusion at his communicator. After a moment, he grips it tighter and adds:]

Take care of them. [Them meaning Zack too.]

[Sephiroth almost lets the comment fall. Almost. He is not a gambling man; there is little need, when one simply makes his own luck. Cloud has already shown himself as not only an unknown, but a (somewhat) volatile one at that; the General has not forgotten their first conversation.

There is a saying about desperate times and desperate measures. Sephiroth had never liked the adage, and he likes it less given the current situation. But if Zack trusts him...]

What materia is in your possession, currently?

[He touches the pouch which rests against one of his hips and pulls out a ball of Materia. If it can go to good use, he's not going to be stingy. Besides, if someone is hurt...

That must be Angeal.]

I have some Healing Materia. Is that what you're looking for?

Find Zack. [Sorry Cloud, hope you don't mind taking orders, because Sephiroth's slipped wholly into General Mode now.] If he can handle it, let him. But be ready.

Genesis is mine.

On my way. [He can take orders that make sense. Besides, he wants to find Zack anyway.

However that second to last statement leaves him puzzled.]

Has something happened to him?

Good.

[There is a pause, but in for a gil, in for a grand; Sephiroth can offer nothing save uncertainty, but it is honestly given.]

I do not yet know. [A beat.] If you still hold to faith, you will pray his mind to be whole.

[Hear all of this movement? He's getting ready to ~~mosey~~move out.]

It will be. I'll make sure of it. [He'll do what he has to do.]

Faith indeed.

[It's murmured, and perhaps somewhat amused.]

Go. [...] We will... talk, later.

Mm. [He can't even begin to figure out why things feel different in this conversation. Introspection can come later. He ends the feed and rushes out the door.]

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