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[attr=class,bulk] The Territories of Provo hadn’t maintained their own standing army in two hundred years. That was what his current book on the history of military affairs in the region told him, at least. The nation had a head of state and a series of independent governors for its provinces, but existed less as its own global power and more as a neutral zone maintained by the vigilant eye of its warring neighbors to the north and south. It was an interesting political strategy, one which cut expenses at the cost of true independence. He wondered if the region would ever pay the price for its neutrality. Sonora was a conquering nation ruled by profit, and as he knew all too well, the profit margin of corporations could never be satisfied.
Sephiroth sighed, sipped his coffee, and turned the page.
He’d found a new coffee shop to frequent after his unfortunate run-in with a bounty hunting mercenary at his last. This cafe was quieter and farther from the city’s highest traffic canals. Sephiroth had chosen a table near an open window, close enough to hear the passing crowds, but not within their direct line of sight. He was dressed in civilian clothes as he often was these days with his hair pulled back and his sword propped carefully against the wall. He wore a silver bracer over the right sleeve of his sweater, embedded with the remainder of his materia. It was an eclectic look, but it wasn’t an iconic one.
Today, he was not a First Class SOLDIER. He was not Shinra’s perfect, cold-eyed demon dressed in black leather. Today, in the cool breeze of a quiet morning, he wanted only to be left alone.
”More coffee?”
Sephiroth glanced up from his book to find a young barista standing in front of him, smiling nervously. He glanced at his half-full cup then back to her. She shifted under the inhuman weight of his gaze, and so he turned it elsewhere.
”Fine,” he said, looking idly out the window. She gave a relieved sigh.
”The same?”
”Mm.”
He watched a couple trot past the window with their dog on a leash. Somewhere, there was the vague hum of engines from the nearby airship docks. A crow landed in the street, hopped twice, and cawed at the morning sun.
Sephiroth looked back to his book and thumbed through the pages. He wouldn’t stay much longer, he thought. He shouldn’t be out alone at all if Angeal had anything to say about it, but their shared apartment was cramped and loud, and he liked the quiet time to himself. He would stay for another hour. He would pay for his coffee, and then he would return to be berated by Genesis and worried over by Angeal.
For now, there was only this moment -- silent, separated, and still. There was only the muttering of early-rising birds, the hiss of a coffee press, and the weight of a book in his hand. Sephiroth breathed in slowly, let his thoughts pass, and began to read again.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Aug 25, 2021 13:03:14 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
It was morning, which SUCKED, traditionally. Nothing good ever happened in the morning. Boring people went to work, fun people were still asleep, and there wasn't really much good to steal. People were just waking UP. You had to wait 'til they were gone to get at their materia, and that was if you weren't stuck in the past where there didn't seem to BE any materia. Yuffie COULD have spent it asleep, but she always had too much energy for that. Besides, she'd probably get nagged to pay her rent again. Gawd, why didn't people just let her crash? She'd tried to explain she basically saved the world in the future, but nobody believed her. Or cared. Which was totally rude.
Anyway, she was awake now, and she figured she might as well go and try the coffee shop. After all, she never really had coffee back home. She'd tried, but Tifa and Cloud and the others had choice words about the idea of 'mixing Yuffie with caffeine'. She didn't see the big deal. It wasn't like alcohol. Grown-ups drank coffee all the time and THEY were fine, so why couldn't she?
She burst into the coffee shop with her usual bundle of energy, making her way over to the counter. "Gimme one of those Unicorn Frappicanos!" she insisted, totally butchering the name. "With EXTRA cream. Ohhh, and do you have those multi-coloured sprinkles? I want some of them!" she said, her face an eager grin as her voice carried loudly. She looked up at the menu over the coffee stand to take a look at the actual prices, and suddenly gaped.
Wow, coffee was EXPENSIVE.
"Uh, hey, do you do world saver's discount? 'cause, not to brag or anything, but, I like, totally saved the world," Yuffie said conversationally, leaning for a moment on the counter. "I mean, it was in the future, but that's still gonna happen ONE day so it totally counts," she added quickly. "See, there was this total bad guy called Sephiroth! And he was all like, I'm gonna summon a meteor to destroy the world. And I was like, HA! I don't think so!" Energetically, she jumped up onto the counter to better make her point and do an impression of her heroics. "For I am the Great Ninja Yuffie Kisaragi! Champion of the Earth and Sky! Defender of the Innocent! Be warned, evil doer, for now you face the Single White Rose of Wutai! And I will stop your evil ways!" she proclaimed, pointing at an imaginary Sephiroth before her dramatically from where she stood. No doubt in her head, there was an exploding multicoloured background of light and special effects along with some dramatic music, instead of her just standing on top of a counter in a coffee shop yelling. "And he was all like, 'oh no, not Yuffie!' and I was like, 'Ah ha, evil doer, now you meet your end!' and we had this big fight, and, well, I TOTALLY kicked his butt. Practically single handed, of course. It was all, 'HOO! HA!'" She started doing martial arts impressions, throwing punches and kicks, before she span around to face the cashier again, jumping in the air as she did so. "So, like, you should-" she began, but mid-jump brought her to the edge of the counter, and suddenly she lost her balance. "WHA-WHA-WHOOOOOOA!" and she fell clean off of the counter.
"EEK! OOHF! HEY!" She managed half of a recovery, jumping from one table to another, kicking coffee everywhere and disturbing patrons, before her momentum carried her directly to the table nearest the window, where she eventually lost her balance, and fell in a heap of flailing arms directly into the table at which a certain silver haired gentleman sat quietly reading a book...
Yuffie crashed into the table, sending coffee everywhere, and ending up upside down in table wreckage, staring up at the figure. "Whoooooooa.... Owwwwwww....." She groaned.
She must have hit her head harder than she thought, because he looked kinda like...
Sephiroth didn’t bother looking up at first. It was only an unruly patron slamming doors open too loudly. He tried to keep his thoughts light. He was in a public place, after all, and disruptions were to be expected. He was of the opinion that every person should do their best to mind their own business and interact with each other as little as possible.
Yet the girl who was now charging the cafe counter seemed to have different thoughts on the matter. She was yelling. Loudly. Sephiroth glanced up at her coolly then determinedly fixed his gaze on his book.
It was pronounced ‘frappuccino.’
She wanted a unicorn frappuccino, extra cream, add sprinkles.
How hard was that to say?
The girl was haggling now. This was a coffee shop, not a marketplace. It wasn’t exactly the sort of establishment for negotiations, but the barista didn’t have the space to stop the girl from babbling on anyway. She wanted a “World Saver’s Discount.” She claimed that she was from the future, and that she’d defeated-
”See, there was this total bad guy called Sephiroth! And he was all like, I’m gonna summon a meteor to destroy the world. And I was like, HA! I don’t think so!”
Sephiroth was no longer reading. He’d lost his position on the page.
There was a loud thunk as the girl jumped on the counter. The barista cried out for her to stop, but it seemed that nothing would stop the girl from shouting her own name from the top of the highest point she could find. ’Yuffie Kisaragi.’
’The single white rose of Wutai.’
Sephiroth closed his book and let out a long breath through his nose. Her stories were nonsensical, but if she was Wutaian then she would know him on sight. He couldn't say what stroke of misfortune had brought them both to this coffee shop on that quiet morning in a city beyond their reality, but he knew his own reputation well enough to predict her reaction should they lock eyes.
It was time to go.
”And he was all like, ‘Oh no, not Yuffie!’ and I was like, ‘Ah ha! Evil doer, now you meet your end!’ and we had this big fight, and well, I totally kicked his butt. Practically single-handed, of course!”
She was throwing punches on the countertop now, much to the dismay of the poor barista who could hardly more than sputter a protest in her general direction. The girl did a flying spin kick, landed lightly on the counter’s edge, started to say something, then let out a shriek as she lost her balance and spilled out over the cafe tables.
”EEK! OOF! HEY!”
And just like that, Sephiroth found himself doused with hot coffee. He saw her flip, stumble, and try to catch herself. He saw her charging off balance towards him, but it all happened so fast that he could only watch as one domino fell into another and then her foot had found his abandoned cup and the table snapped under her weight and Sephiroth was left sitting there in stunned silence as the coffee slowly dripped from his bangs.
The burns didn’t bother him terribly. He’d felt far worse. But his book…
Yes, it was soaked through. The pages were soggy and browned and already sticking together. He looked from it to the girl who was tangled into the broken table wreckage at his feet. She groaned miserably and looked back up at him. Their eyes met.
Hers widened.
There were several tactics that Sephiroth could have taken for the situation at hand. If he had been Genesis, he would have simply set the girl on fire, insulted her, and left. If he had been Angeal, he might have told her off for her recklessness and tried to clear the mess before the store owner had a heart attack. But Sephiroth was no one but himself, and after fixing her with a long, cold look, he merely closed his eyes with a short hum and stood.
”Don’t follow me,” he said as he grabbed his sword from where it was neatly propped against the wall. He didn’t expect that she’d listen -- not this Wutaian girl with the loud mouth and the wild stories -- but it would disarm her for a moment at least, and in that moment, he elected to leave.
The door jingled shut behind him, and he stood on the side of the street, scowling as he smeared coffee off his chin with the back of his hand. Behind him, the barista was shouting her apologies and yelling for the girl to get out. Threats of the town guard were involved. Sephiroth sighed, expecting her staggered footsteps behind him at any moment and yet dreading it all the same.
At least on the street, he could avoid collateral damage.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Sept 14, 2021 16:04:53 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie's brain took a moment to adjust and replay the figure in front of her. He had a ruined book, was wearing plain clothes, and looked... mildly annoyed. But he was definitely Sephiroth. No doubt about it. Sure, he was wearing a lot more shirt than the last time she had seen him, and he had legs again, which she presumed were useful, but he was, without a doubt, Sephiroth himself. Here.
And she was going to have to face him alone.
But then he did something she did not expect. He excused himself politely. What? What was going on!? She was pretty sure Sephiroth had never said two words to her in their entire quest to stop him, and now he was just, politely excusing himself and leaving? What? Was he RUNNING AWAY from her?
Yeah... Yeah... that made sense, right? She was the Great Yuffie! He was obviously scared of her!
.....Not even Yuffie bought that herself. So what was going on?
Wait, if she was in the past, was he... past Sephiroth!? Did that mean if she killed him, she'd save Aerith!? She'd stop all the bad things he'd done? Could she change the future? She wasn't sure how it made sense, yes, she was in the past (according to her, anyway), but centuries in the past, since Wutai didn't exist. So how could Sephiroth be there? It didn't make any sense.
It would have been a lot easier to think without all the yelling from the coffee lady.
"Okay, okay, geez lady, I'm leavin'! You're gonna regret it though! 'cause one day, you'll be tellin' your kids about how you missed your chance to serve drinks to the Single White Rose of Wutai!" she boasted from the doorway, barely ducking a thrown cup in her direction when she still seemed to refuse to leave. "Fine, I didn't want your stupid Fraccicano anyway!" she yelled, dodging out the door.
Sephiroth was slipping away, but she could still see him. That silver hair was hard to miss. The wise thing to do was run away. To leave him alone, just like he had asked. But Yuffie HATED doing what she was asked. Besides, he didn't seem like normal Sephiroth. So if she was right, he was Past Sephiroth, and this was her chance to save the future.
"Hey! Stop!" she ran after him, jumping in front of him. "You're Sephiroth! You can't be Sephiroth! Sephiroth doesn't drink coffee! He blows up planets n' stuff! Who are you? What are you doing here, huh!?" she asked angrily, pointing at him and leaning forward angrily as she blocked off his path.
[attr=class,bulk] ”Hey! Stop!” The girl easily closed the distance between them, dashing ahead then throwing herself in his path. She planted her feet and thrust out an accusatory finger. “You’re Sephiroth! You can’t be Sephiroth! Sephiroth doesn’t drink coffee!”
Sephiroth felt his lip twitch. What?
The girl said her piece, shouting strange accusations loud enough to draw eyes from the nearby stores and apartments. Did she ever stop shouting? Sephiroth watched her coolly. Part of him wanted to simply turn around and start walking in the opposite direction, but he had no doubts that she would merely cut him off again. Pushing past her was possible, but likely to make her louder and more irritating.
So Sephiroth simply stood there, fixing her with his cold, serpentine glare. Then he closed his eyes and smirked, one hand pressed to his forehead.
”What…?” he asked, ”Are you talking about?”
This was the second time that someone had accused him of “blowing up planets.” Interesting.
”I don’t have to explain myself to you.” If she was truly from Wutai then she had every reason to hold a grudge. Sephiroth had dealt with his share of assassins in search of vengeance, but this girl didn’t seem like the type. She was spouting nonsense. He wondered if she’d been exposed to an overdose of mako.
”Stand down.” There was ice in his voice now, chilled with the promise of a threat. He wasn’t dressed for a fight. His armor was under repair, and he had tried unsuccessfully to avoid detection since his ill-fated run-in with the mad SOLDIER. Still, he held his sword sheathed in his right hand, and his materia was set into an armlet on his wrist.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Sept 16, 2021 10:27:28 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
His voice... There was no forgetting that voice. So cold. So clinical. The voice of a monster. She had heard him speak. Not often, but she had. And those eyes. Those cat like, piercing eyes... He might not have been dressed like him, he might not have acted like him, but this was Sephiroth. Yuffie knew it in her guts. And she knew that it was completely insane for her to stand against him alone. Bragging aside, she knew that it had taken all of them to defeat him really, and she didn't stand a chance to fight him alone.
But if she was right, if she was in the past, and if this was Sephiroth from before... Could she stop him? Could she change his future? Could she save her?
Yuffie's eyes narrowed when he said he didn't have to explain himself to her, and she felt a sudden surge of anger. "Yeah, you do," she shot back fiercely. "You killed my friend. No, she was more than a friend. I betrayed her and screwed her over and put everybody in danger and she never blamed me. Not for a second. She understood. She forgave me. She was always there for me. She was family. And you killed her in cold blood. So yeah, you owe me an explanation. So you better get talkin'!" she said angrily, her eyes slightly damp at the memory of Aerith.
"And you wouldn't have stopped there, would you? You summoned meteor, you threatened the entire planet. All the battles, all the things we lost, it was because of you. But we beat you. We stopped you. So you can't be here. You can't. It can't have all been for nothing. She didn't die for nothing!" Yuffie yelled, her anger genuine and totally replacing the previous goofy humour that seemed to emanate from her.
"So who are you? HOW are you here?" Yuffie demanded.
Sephiroth listened as she spoke, impassive but for the slight downward twitch of his lips. ’You killed my friend.’ He was no stranger to the accusation. He’d killed soldiers and rebels and some that were targets for reasons he’d never learned. It was how he’d been trained -- to act in cold blood. What did it matter if it was an act of passion when the end result was the same? Sephiroth felt nothing. He was cool, calculating, and precise.
To this girl, he was a monster. Perhaps she was right.
Sephiroth sighed and lowered his defenses. He tied his sheathed sword to his belt as she went on, louder and with tears brimming in her eyes. She’d held on to these feelings of pain and hatred for some time. So long as they didn’t turn to violence, he would allow her to express them.
”I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said once she’d finished. Her friend, he could understand, but the rest…
’You summoned meteor. You threatened the entire planet.’
Meteor. Was it some kind of weapon?
”I don’t have answers.” He paused before adding. ”My memory is…incomplete.” It brought a strange and bitter smile to his lips. There were many things that Cissnei had implied and that Genesis kept secret. There were things he remembered and events he’d uncovered slowly, piece by piece. Angeal and Genesis had defected at the end of the Wutai War. Angeal had committed suicide, and Sephiroth had massacred the people of Nibelheim. He was said to have died at the reactor though he didn’t trust Shinra’s press outlets as a reliable source of intel.
Beyond that, he had only suspicions where rumors met with dreams.
”I was sent to Wutai on Shinra’s orders. If your friend was killed there then it wasn’t personal.” He crossed his arms. ”Beyond that, there’s nothing I could explain.”
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Sept 25, 2021 11:52:39 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie found herself glaring back. Somehow, his denial made her even angrier. He didn't remember? What, just like that, was he meant to have forgotten all the evil things he had done? Like somehow, that made it OKAY? That the most evil person the universe had ever known had a spot of amnesia so, hey, he wasn't to blame for what he did?
No. Yuffie wasn't going to have that. He had to PAY! He had to know what he did! "I'm not talking about Wutai!" she yelled back furiously. And then she paused, and thought. "Uh, although, yeah, you can pay for that too!" she said after a moment's thought. And then she was back on topic. As she thought about Aerith. That horrific moment when she saw Sephiroth's blade pierce her back. The moment that she died. The moment that Yuffie had failed to save one of the only people who had ever been nice to her, despite all of Yuffie's crap. Despite everything she did. Aerith always liked her. And she had died. "Aerith. Her name was Aerith. You killed her. You stabbed her through the back, like a coward! I-I... I'm the long range attacker, I should have SEEN you! I should have stopped you! But I was too slow!" Yuffie hesitated. The pain, the guilt, she'd never shared. They all felt guilty over Aerith's death. But Yuffie was meant to be FAST. She was meant to be SNEAKY. She should have seen the sneak attack coming. If anybody was going to stop it, it was her. "You murdered her right in front of us... And why? Because you thought she was the only one who could stop you! But you were wrong! We stopped you anyway! You killed her for nothing!" Yuffie yelled.
"Maybe you need ME to explain, then. Poor Little Sephiroth doesn't remember? Well, let me tell you!" she shouted, still driven by her anger. "Jenova! Yeah, bet you remember THAT name, right? You found out all about Jenova, and it drove you mad. Made you want to destroy the planet. And you nearly did it, too. But we stopped you. We killed you and we destroyed Jenova too! We saved the planet! You should be dead!" Yuffie continued to yell, before pausing breathlessly, and finally the moment of logic catching up with her, and suggesting that maybe, just maybe, telling the psychotic killer the exact chain of events that made him go psychotic in the first place was not the best plan of action...
No, screw it. If Sephiroth was here, it was a matter of time, and he'd remember. He'd remember and he'd burn this world like he had Yuffie's. And this time, Yuffie didn't have a team to stop him.
"I won't let you do to this world what you did to mine," Yuffie insisted. Her world. Her future. The past. Where ever they were, she couldn't let Sephiroth destroy it. "I'll find a way to stop you!"
[attr=class,bulk] ”I’m not talking about Wutai! Uh, although yeah, you can pay for that too!”
Sephiroth watched as she worked herself into a frenzy. He was no stranger to being accosted by the bereaved. They always wanted answers, meaning, or perhaps some sense of justice. He could give them none of it, and so he’d found that silence was often the best response. He didn’t know this Aerith. He couldn’t recall stabbing anyone through the back -- not in particular. He didn’t know this Wutaian girl, and he didn’t know what she was talking about.
Her emotions were clumsy and violent. There was a time when they would have frightened him, but he had experience now and knew better. He would let her say her piece and then he would go. She did not threaten him.
”Poor little Sephiroth doesn’t remember? Well, let me tell you!” She stepped forward, eyes flashing with rage. ”Jenova! Yeah, bet you remember that name, right? You found out all about Jenova, and it drove you mad!”
”Jenova?” Sephiroth blinked, startled. ”How do you-?”
’What is it? I’m very busy.’
‘Professor, I...had a question.’
‘Oh?’
‘Do I...have a mother?’
‘Don’t ask useless things.’
‘Please, Professor! You must know! Please. Tell me about her!’
”Jenova,” Sephiroth muttered. It was a name he hadn’t heard in a long time -- or at least, he couldn’t remember hearing it. Yet, as he said it aloud, it almost sounded…
His fist tightened. ”What do you know about that?”
’We stopped you. We killed you, and we destroyed Jenova too! We saved the planet!’
”There are so many things I don’t remember. Everyone seems to know more than I do.”
The silver-haired assassin, the mad SOLDIER, even the Turk and Genesis. They were all hiding something, and all this time he had averted his eyes. There were things he didn’t want to know. That he would be happier not knowing.
Yet he felt it, didn’t he? Somewhere between memory and dream.
’I won’t let you do to this world what you did to mine. I’ll find a way to stop you!’
”You aren’t the first to say that. There were others…” His eyes drifted to hers and fixed her with a piercing stare. ”Tell me. Do you know a man with blonde hair and mako eyes?”
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Nov 4, 2021 14:44:56 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie noticed the tightening fist, and realised that perhaps, just perhaps, provoking the guy who had nearly destroyed the planet the last time he had a bad day was not her best plan. But again, the memory of Aerith flashed before her eyes. Her failure to act then. She couldn't fail to act now. Besides, Sephiroth was vulnerable. He didn't know who he was. And Yuffie would be lying if she said she didn't want to see him squirm.
"You wanna know what Jenova is?" Yuffie asked, a sly smile on her face. "Ohhh, I'll tell you. Luckily, you're speakin' to one of the few Jenova experts in the world, 'cause, I helped beat it," she said, a wicked glint in her eye. "It's a big space alien thing that Shinra found inside a crater. And they were all like, hey, maybe this thing is an Ancient, because, it's in a crater, even though it actually looks like a naked lady with no arms and is all purple and gross n' stuff. So they took it back and then were like, hey, let's experiment on this weird frozen space alien we found 'cause that always ends well. So then this gross Professor guy with a big nose who was like called Professor Hiji or something injected the space goop monster and took out some of its cells and was like, I'm gonna inject 'em into a baby! So he found some baby and was like, what could go wrong? And that baby grew up to be a totally evil super SOLDIER who kicked butt in Wutai but is the only reason we lost 'cause we'd totally have won otherwise. Anyway, and he was you, obvs. And then he, you, found out he had like, monster alien cells and you went all mad and 'raaaaar I'll destroy the world!' but then we stopped you by kicking your butt!" she threw a couple of quick air punches to demonstrate. And then she paused. "Also, you think Jenova's your Mom for some reason even though all you got was injected with some gross cells or something," she added to finish off.
SEE. Yuffie listened to the exposition, honest!
When he asked about the blonde with the Mako eyes, Yuffie just grinned and rolled her eyes. "Sure! Cloud! He's like, our unofficial team leader," she explained. "I say unofficial, 'cause, like, obviously, I'm in charge. He's the one who finally killed you, though only 'cause I softened ya up for him!" she threw a few more air punches.
And then she paused, the reality of what she had just done sinking in a little.
"Uhhh, you're not gonna go crazy and try and blow up THIS world now, are ya, just 'cause you know you're part goopy space monster?" she asked with sudden concern.
