[ he knows that voice. he's heard it say his name too many times not to, now. he knows what he'll see if he turns, too: an imposing figure, broad-shouldered and straight-backed, silver hair falling into dangerous, mako-green eyes.
sephiroth.
pain lances through his temples, and he staggers, wincing, pushing the heel of his palm against the side of his head. no. hadn't they fought him into retreat? how is he here? how had he found cloud so quickly?
he turns, jaw clenched so tightly he can feel his teeth grinding together, trying to will the familiar pain away as his other hand tightens around the training sword. if he has to, he'll fight again. but.. there's something.. weird, isn't there? as the spots clear out of his vision, the familiar sight of sephiroth looks.. different, somehow. not like the monster he'd been in that between-place. not like a monster at all, really. ]
Oh No
sephiroth.
pain lances through his temples, and he staggers, wincing, pushing the heel of his palm against the side of his head. no. hadn't they fought him into retreat? how is he here? how had he found cloud so quickly?
he turns, jaw clenched so tightly he can feel his teeth grinding together, trying to will the familiar pain away as his other hand tightens around the training sword. if he has to, he'll fight again. but.. there's something.. weird, isn't there? as the spots clear out of his vision, the familiar sight of sephiroth looks.. different, somehow. not like the monster he'd been in that between-place. not like a monster at all, really. ]
.. What..?