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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Jan 19, 2022 12:47:44 GMT -6
WOULD YOU SAY I BECAME A HERO?
Tifa wasn't sure what to think about Sephiroth meeting Yuffie before knowing what happened with all of them first. Yuffie, was different. She had a lot of confidence, so it didn't surprise her that she had gone up to Sephiroth by herself. Tifa herself wasn't really thinking clearly by doing just the same, but she knew how to remain calm and not get herself into any trouble. Or try not to anyways.
In a way, she was shocked Sephiroth didn't react to her touching him, though it wasn't like she was attacking him or anything. Her reaction and not thinking clearly in that moment could have ended badly, but it didn't. Whatever reasons Tifa had to believe this was the same Sephrioth she had fought were slowly vanishing and she knew that he was being truthful with her. She was still on edge, but she wasn't afraid in this moment.
Sephiroth's answer wasn't one Tifa wanted to hear. She wanted him to already know the truth, but knew in her heart he didn't. Was she to be the one who told him? They were alone, what if he reacted the same way he did in Nibelheim? She would be risking her life to tell him the truth. Would it be worth it? Could she stop him from repeating history?
Turning to face him, arms still crossed, she looked him in the eyes. "Sephiroth. Hojo is also your father." She wasn't breathing. Well, she was, but it didn't feel like she was. She waited a moment before continuing on. "A scientist named Lucrecia was pregnant with you, with his kid. While she was pregnant, they injected you with Jenova cells." She knew she shouldn't keep eye contact, but she couldn't look away. She needed anything to help her know what he was feeling, even if she wasn't certain it would work.
"Please remember that you are still your own person. Genetics aren't everything."
[attr=class,bulk] The woman seemed…disappointed somehow. He didn’t know what she’d expected. He didn’t know what he’d expected either, but it wasn’t that she would turn to face him, look him directly in the eyes, and tell him that Hojo was his father.
Sephiroth’s eyebrows raised. His eyes widened slightly. He was taken aback if more by her demeanor than by what she said. He’d known – he’d always known – about Hojo. The disgrace of a man had always kept it their thinly veiled secret, and Sephiroth had staunchly looked the other way out of disgust. He wasn’t surprised, but that didn’t mean that he wanted to hear it, and once again he wondered as to how she knew any of this. Or how it was relevant.
She said that he’d burned down her home town.
The Wutaian girl had accused him of somehow trying to destroy the planet.
What did this have to do with Hojo?
He went on to say that his birth mother was a scientist he’d never heard of, and that he’d been injected with the cells of Jenova which was…nonsense. His eyebrows furrowed as he struggled to make sense of it. Why would he be injected with another woman’s cells?
Why did she look as though he might become violent?
She reminded him that he was his own person and that genetics didn’t matter. Sephiroth opened his mouth to answer, found no words, and then closed it. What was he supposed to say to that?
He was silent for several long, awkward moments before he simply muttered, ”I see.”
She seemed to have challenged herself to keep eye contact for as long as humanly possible. Sephiroth chose to look away. He didn’t want her to see the full range of confusion on his face.
Had he…burned down a town because Hojo was his father?
That didn’t sound right.
”The Wutaian girl said that my mother was ‘alien goo.’” Even repeating it sounded insane. ”Does that…have anything to do with this?”
Post by Tifa Lockhart on Jan 19, 2022 17:19:42 GMT -6
PROMISE YOU'LL COME AND SAVE ME
Sephiroth tried to hide it, but Tifa could see it. The fact that he didn't know what to say added to it. He was confused. That was not something Tifa expected at all. She expected rage, depression, and maybe defeat. Something other than confusion. Why was he confused? She just told him his father injected cells of what could be classified as an alien into him. Honestly, all she could do was blink at him. Then he told her what Yuffie said. It hit her.
He wasn't fully aware of who Jenova was. He had probably just been told her name, and that was it. Her arms dropped and she looked up at the trees. "Um. Yes, it does. She was right, though Yuffie isn't really the best at explainging things." That was the understatement of the year. Suddenly, any worries of her being attacked were thrown out the window. This man was so far in the dark that she was wondering if this was even the same person she had fought against.
Sighing, she sat down on the bench. Looking back at him, though not with as much concentration as before, she tried again. "I guess you could say Jenova was an alien. She landed about two thousand years ago on Gaia by meteorite, which created the North Crater." She really hoped he knew what that was. "She found the Cetra and took some victim, infecting them with a virus from herself and mutated them into monsters, destroying the Cetra civilization. The survivors banded together and locked it in the North Crater." Right now she was really glad she had learned this history from Bugenhagen.
"Fast forward to more recent times, professor Gast found Jenova and took her, thinking it was a Cetra. His plan was to create a human-Cetra hybrid, but failed. Instead, it made super soldiers, much like yourself and the others." She knew SOLDIERs were enhanced with mako, but she was unaware of the history of Genesis and Angeal, so she wasn't going to be able to take him down that road. They would have to do that themselves.
"Hojo eventually took over, and that's where your story starts. The previous experiments weren't working like he wanted, so he went about it in another way, such as injecting a fetus, hoping it would be different." That was all she had for him honestly, because that was the extent of the information she had. So, now she wait for him to process all of that information.
[attr=class,bulk] Sephiroth had no idea what was going through the woman’s mind. She was unreadable to him except in the broad strokes of her expressions. She was taken aback. There was some kind of realization. And then she dropped her guard.
She said that the Wutaian girl had been right. Sephiroth watched her, cold and incredulous. Was that some kind of joke? Was she mocking him?
She didn’t seem to be. After that comment, she sighed and sat on the bench that they’d both previously opted to ignore. She looked tired. It was as though the fight had left her entirely.
Sephiroth listened as she spoke. He was careful to keep his expression neutral and even throughout. Most of what she said was insane. Some of it fit. Assuming she was telling the truth, he had no doubt that Hojo would have done such a thing. No line was sacred to him, and he fell to mad science like a moth to a flame. It would explain his special interest in Sephiroth throughout his life – all the tests and the time locked alone in his laboratory. That, however, was the only part he could believe.
He waited for her to finish. Then he waited a moment longer in case she had anything to add. When she didn’t, he weighed his words carefully and finally said, ”I don’t think you’re lying.”
Not lying, no. She sounded too sincere, and the lie had no motive. Whether or not she spoke the truth, however, was…doubtful.
”Discovering this. That I was injected with alien cells. That’s what drove me mad?”
It was a more likely reason than confirming Hojo to be his father.
Still, he didn’t see it. Not if it had been explained to him like this. Not if he’d been in his right mind.
”I see,” he said again. ”I’ll…look into it.”
Angeal or Genesis might know something. He would ask them for their input. Maybe their explanation would be less unbelievable.
Even if he were to leave it at that, there was something that tugged at the back of his mind – an uneven edge, a lingering question. ”Why would you tell me any of this?” he asked. ”You say that I’ve hurt the people you love.”
Post by Tifa Lockhart on Jan 21, 2022 21:15:04 GMT -6
PROMISE YOU'LL COME AND SAVE ME
Sephiroth watched her while she talked, which made her a little nervous but she didn't think anything of it really. He was pay attention and listening to her, and that's what she wanted. She never thought she'd be the one to tell Sephiroth about his own past, and she was starting to think that this was all a dream. That she would wake up soon and get ready to head to work or go to the gym. Cloud would have a fit if he knew this was happening. That was a converstaion she would wait a little bit to have.
After she was done, there was silence. It didn't last very long, but for Tifa, it seemed to go on forever. This could be the breaking moment, but as she watched him, her worries faded. There was no signs of him getting angry at all, and then he spoke. He believed her, which she gave a nod to. Of course she wouldn't blame him if he didn't. The whole thing sounded like it could have come out of a book or something, especially if he didn't know exactly who Jenova was. It occured to her that she sounded a little insane.
At his question, she opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it. It was a good question, one she had never thought about. What was it that drove him to do the things he did. She thought for a moment before speaking again. "It may have been the thought of you being brought into this world for the sole purpose of being experimented on, or that no one told you the truth about anything? You locked yourself in the basement of the Shinra mansion in Nibelheim for days, I don't think you even slept." The basement light never shut off...
When he said he'd look into it, she gave a nod and looked at the ground. The whole thing was confusing to her. Why she was telling him, when it brought up horrible memories for her. As if he could read her mind, he asked her why she would tell him. Why she was talking to him now. Without looking up, she knew the answer. "If I have a chance to try and stop the past from repeating itself, I want to take it." He wasn't the same person as the one she had fought, so it was the best chance she would get.
[attr=class,bulk] The woman looked taken aback as though she had never considered his question. Did she really have no idea as to a motive?
She spoke. They were guesses only. Perhaps it was the shock of learning he was only an experiment. Perhaps it was that he’d been kept in the dark. It happened after he hadn’t slept for days locked inside the…
Shinra mansion.
He had a strange sense of the place – dark, mysterious, smelling vaguely of dust and mothballs. There was a stair down to the basement which creaked. And the basement itself…
Sephiroth breathed in slowly. He would ask Genesis. Or Angeal. Nothing good would come of following his thoughts alone.
The woman seemed more certain of her second answer though only slightly. She sat with her head down, looking almost guilty. ”If I have a chance to try and stop the past from repeating itself, I want to take it.”
Sephiroth watched her. So that was her concern.
”I don’t remember that day,” he said. There were flashes of fire and blood. A terrible feeling of dread. The reactor was involved, and the sickly blue-green glow of mako. It burned. His heart ached with something indescribable.
”But…I know that I was alone.” Angeal, dead. Genesis, gone. Which left…him. Why had they left him?
”I’m not alone anymore,” he said, looking to the sky. He didn’t wish to elaborate. His friends had their own enemies, and he had his. There was no reason to mix the two. ”Tell your friends that I’m not interested in mass destruction. Though if one of them attacks me again, I won’t hold back.”
She had “fought” him. She knew the Wutaian girl and the mad soldier. Her words would spread farther than others, he thought.
It was a fair warning.
”Thanks for the intel. I’ll keep it in mind.” He glanced at her and then started walking away. There was nothing more to discuss, he thought, and he had what he needed. Still, he felt himself slow as he passed her. There was still something there. Something that reminded him of the Wutaian girl.
’Sure! Cloud! He’s like our unofficial team leader. I say unofficial cause like obviously I’m in charge!’
Sephiroth smirked. ”You’re more level-headed than your teammates,” he said. ”Perhaps you should be the leader.”
With that assessment, he left, headed back towards the heart of the city and the apartment he shared with Genesis and Angeal. He thought it was good advice, at least. He’d been a general long enough to tell the difference between natural leaders and those too bull-headed to take orders. This woman would do better than the others he’d met, he thought. Though he doubted she would take his opinion to heart.
It was a strange day. A strange year. A strange life, perhaps, but he would not let himself fall to the temptations of his own mind. Not alone.
Post by Tifa Lockhart on Jan 24, 2022 0:37:08 GMT -6
PROMISE YOU'LL COME AND SAVE ME
Tifa had no idea what was going on his head, so she kept an eye on his facial expressions, which didn't tell her much. It did tell her that he wasn't getting angry, and that was good enough for her. That was her main worry, and she was relieved to realize that she may not need to worry about her past reliving itself. Her bold actions seemed to have paid off, and she was glad she had come here even though a part of her had told her not to.
When he spoke, Tifa remained quiet. So he didn't remember it, but that didn't surprise her. She wasn't sure when he had left Gaia and arrived in Zephon, but she wasn't sure he'd remember it if he had come here after. When one loses their mind, the chances to black out and not remember things are far greater. One thing he said tore at her heart a little bit, and it was a strange feeling. Was she feeling sorry for Sephiroth? The man who had killed her father, burned her home and nearly killed her?
It made sense though, why he had gone mad. He had no one to talk to, so the thoughts flowed freely in his mind, driving him to do the things he did. He stated he wasn't alone anymore, and she gave a small smile at that. His next statement got a small chuckle out of her. "I'll pass the message along." Though, that detail wasn't going to go over well with Cloud. Well, this whole situation wasn't going to make him very happy, and she wasn't looking forward to it...
Sephiroth thanked her for the intel and she gave him a nod. He started to walk away, and she stood up from the bench she had been sitting on. She turned to walk away, but noticed he had slowed down. She was facing away from him, but could hear the smirk in his words. The words took her by surprise, but they also made her smile. She didn't respond, and didn't watch as he walked away as she headed in the other direction, an immense weight lifted from her.
