[Sephiroth drifts quietly up to the other man with a childlike swaying of the hips. If Cloud does not step away he will feel something like a wing brush against his upper arm, despite Sephiroth's one wing not being drawn. The caress is mocking in its gentleness.]
If I had wanted to harm these people...
...Well...
[He attempts to ignite a vision in Cloud's mind: One of fire and screaming. Whether it is Nibelheim again or an explosion at the forges of Aldrip isn't clear. The two scenes waver and shift through each other, settling on whatever Cloud focuses on the most.
Should the vision land, Cloud will find it is not all-encompassing but something more internal; a sudden, dream-like memory. It blazes then, as quickly as it came, it is gone.]
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[Sephiroth drifts quietly up to the other man with a childlike swaying of the hips. If Cloud does not step away he will feel something like a wing brush against his upper arm, despite Sephiroth's one wing not being drawn. The caress is mocking in its gentleness.]
If I had wanted to harm these people...
...Well...
[He attempts to ignite a vision in Cloud's mind: One of fire and screaming. Whether it is Nibelheim again or an explosion at the forges of Aldrip isn't clear. The two scenes waver and shift through each other, settling on whatever Cloud focuses on the most.
Should the vision land, Cloud will find it is not all-encompassing but something more internal; a sudden, dream-like memory. It blazes then, as quickly as it came, it is gone.]