Auron stood a little ways from Sephiroth, observing his surroundings with his one good eye over his glasses. He too was confused by the floating rectangle hanging in the sky. He held his sword with a decent grip next to him. To what ends and how many fiends they would run into, he did not know, but Auron was more than ready to slice them apart.
As for the man in front of him, he acknowledged him, but not much else. He had an air of superiority that did not phase him but nonetheless irked him slightly. He was far too used to those in power being worthless, but at least he seemed to have some skill with a blade.
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Date: 2011-01-18 07:49 pm (UTC)As for the man in front of him, he acknowledged him, but not much else. He had an air of superiority that did not phase him but nonetheless irked him slightly. He was far too used to those in power being worthless, but at least he seemed to have some skill with a blade.