timeandtides_backup | Do you remember standing on a broken field

Characters: Sephiroth, Genesis, Zack, Vincent Valentine, Angeal
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: Various people trying to knock some sense into the dear General.
Location: Pirate's Lair
Date: April
Warnings: Grown men acting childish, a fire spell applied directly to the face~

Once the pirates had been cleared from the island, it left one with rather little to do once the mess had been cleaned up and the bodies disposed of. Without duties or any distractions to be had despite the restoration of his phone, it would seem he currently had considerable time to think over things he'd been putting off for going on several months now. At least that one dream had stopped once he'd left Wutai behind him, even if the suggestion laden behind it was still with him.

Despite Cloud's apology and retraction of words, he couldn't help but think perhaps the blond had been at least partly right in some of them...quite possibly it was that small fact that had caused him to do as he did. He'd been trying to avoid the guilt and blame for what had occurred and Cloud had in essence refused to let him run away from it any longer.

Eyes shifting away from the seemingly endless horizon before him, fell to rest on the water below the docks upon which he currently stood. The black of the accursed wing stood out and seemed to demand notice, bringing another person's words to mind. What did it matter that both parents were human when those parents took it upon themselves to see to it that the majority of the child had the same DNA and cells of a monster?

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Genesis shrugged. "He was irritating me."

He felt the water splash on him and he rolled his eyes and made a face that said, 'See?' Though Sephiroth needn't be worried, Genesis wasn't going to push anyone else in the water. Instead, he crossed his arms. Where was the moomba, anyway? "He is brooding over what he has been told and still reacts without thinking. His consequence was to be pushed into the water. A much safer tactic than crossing swords, no?"

Zack took Sephiroth's hand and pulled himself back onto the dock. He shook his hair a bit before looking down at his now soaked clothes.

"Hopefully everybody is cooled down now, huh?" He said with a weak smile before looking over the newcomer. Although Zack didn't know him the former SOLDIER assumed that he had been invited as well. "Oh, so you got a new buddy. I see how it is."

Of course Zack said this light heartily, though he wasn't sure just what relationship him and Sephiroth had now. Same for Genesis as well.

"I see," Vincent said. He frowned and stepped back at the water flicked at him, giving Sephiroth a look right back. He wasn't as soaked as the other three, but his shirt had gotten wet, and stuck to him irritatingly. "Yes, I suppose it is safer." He replied to Genesis.

"New buddy? Hardly." he snorted. at Zack's comment. Even though he was here, it didn't mean that they considered him anything close to a friend.

"If I may.." The terse words were directed toward the redhead not too far from him and Zack. "I'm going to go change out of these wet clothes."

That said, Sephiroth turned away from Genesis and Vincent to attempt once more to leave the docks, pausing at the steps to look back toward Zack. "I can try to find you some drier clothes as well, if you care to come with me Zack."

"No, you may not," Genesis latched onto Sephiroth's wing, yanking him back. "Sit and stay."

Hissing softly at the yanking of the wing, Sephiroth took hold of the offending arm that had latched onto the dark appendage and pulled it loose before using it to shove Genesis back away from him hard. "I'm not your dog to be ordered around, Genesis. And while you may have no problems standing around in wet clothing, I am not going to any longer than necessary.."

Turning away from the redhead Sephiroth headed past Zack silently intent this to actually make his leave from the docks, heading toward the house beyond them that they'd chosen to stay in for the time being.

Quickly, his wing burst from his back to catch his balance, but he wasn't done yet. "Wet clothing or not," He growled, quickly reaching out as best he could to catch hold of Sephiroth again. "You are running away and you need to stop running. That is all you have been doing! Ever since you woke up! You really think you have it so damn hard? Do you?!"

Feeling Genesis's hand catch both hair and the wet cloth covering his back, Sephiroth stopped once more, eyes closing as he spoke, tone calm, if cold. "Let go, Genesis."

"No," Genesis said, using the hold to make his way in front of Sephiroth. "You are only going to run again."

Yes, wet clothing was a legit excuse to go inside, but he knew Sephiroth. Once inside, he'd only retreat to his room.

Do you remember standing on a broken field

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