Then why do you tremble ever so slightly upon seeing my face. Do the memories haunt you each time? Do they caress your mind? Slowly creeping up from the darkest depths? A reminder of everything you've lost.
Except there's one loss you've forgotten, isn't there?
Something very important to you. Something you owe your life to.
[ his head hurts so damn bad, struggling to remember... something. someone. as much as he wants to think sephiroth is lying, there's no denying the effect it's having on him. ]
[ he feels so close to remembering, but his head... it's like it's about to split apart.
he drops his phone, clutching his head as memories try to force their way into his head. it's too much. i'm your... living... legacy... words echo in his head and then everything goes black. ]
[As soon as Cloud goes silent, Sephiroth has a good idea he knows what happened ... And also having a connection to said individual's mind helps in forming that conclusion.
When he arrives, though he does not visibly sigh, he does look down at Cloud's crumpled form with a very much 'I told you so' expression. Sure Sephiroth may have brought it up first, but Cloud kept on insisting.
Sephiroth leans down picking him up before carrying him to the bed. There's a brief thought over the horror Cloud's friends might experience if he were to suddenly disappear, and while amusing it'd be ultimately unproductive. So he'll just set Cloud down on the bed then lean against the nearest wall where he'll just wait it out.
He could attempt to jar him back into consciousness but his mind is already in a fragile place so ...
[ Memories are swirling through Cloud's head. They're fragmented, vague, but they're there. A dark-haired SOLDIER smiling at him. Green filling his vision. He's trapped somewhere, his lungs filling with fluids. Same dark-haired SOLDIER talks to him, but he can't respond. Then he's laying on the ground, bleeding as the rain comes down over them. ]
Za...Zack...
[ Cloud wakes slowly. His head still hurts, but not as badly as before. It's more of a dull ache. His eyes open and that is when he sees the figure leaned against the wall, and his heart feels like it jumps into his throat. Why is he here? Is he still dreaming?
He feels weak, shaky, wishing he had the sword (not your sword, his mind whispers at him), but he doesn't want to make any sudden moves with Sephiroth in the room with him. Besides, he's not even sure he could right now, with how weak he feels. ]
What... why are you here? [ He croaks out, glaring at the man. ]
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[ he's just being petty now. but seriously, screw you, sephiroth, you smug bastard. ]
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[ oh but that's such a lie. ]
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Except there's one loss you've forgotten, isn't there?
Something very important to you. Something you owe your life to.
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Just tell me!
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This person is so deeply important to you that you're practically an extension. Who is it, Cloud? Dig deep. Find the truth buried inside.
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he drops his phone, clutching his head as memories try to force their way into his head. it's too much. i'm your... living... legacy... words echo in his head and then everything goes black. ]
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When he arrives, though he does not visibly sigh, he does look down at Cloud's crumpled form with a very much 'I told you so' expression. Sure Sephiroth may have brought it up first, but Cloud kept on insisting.
Sephiroth leans down picking him up before carrying him to the bed. There's a brief thought over the horror Cloud's friends might experience if he were to suddenly disappear, and while amusing it'd be ultimately unproductive. So he'll just set Cloud down on the bed then lean against the nearest wall where he'll just wait it out.
He could attempt to jar him back into consciousness but his mind is already in a fragile place so ...
Waiting it is.]
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Za...Zack...
[ Cloud wakes slowly. His head still hurts, but not as badly as before. It's more of a dull ache. His eyes open and that is when he sees the figure leaned against the wall, and his heart feels like it jumps into his throat. Why is he here? Is he still dreaming?
He feels weak, shaky, wishing he had the sword (not your sword, his mind whispers at him), but he doesn't want to make any sudden moves with Sephiroth in the room with him. Besides, he's not even sure he could right now, with how weak he feels. ]
What... why are you here? [ He croaks out, glaring at the man. ]
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