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entrancelogs2013-08-24 10:54 pm
colorofthesky) wrote in entrancelogs2013-08-24 10:54 pm
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I'm here again
Who: Zack Fair & Sephiroth
Where: The beach, in the evening.
When: After this conversation.
Rating: ...PG?
Summary: After losing two friends in less than a week, Zack feels like reaching out to the one friend from Gaia he may never see again outside Wonderland.
The Story:
[ This week has been the hardest he's had to endure since arriving in Wonderland.
The loss of Aerith took him by complete surprise. They'd talked about it once, of course, when he first arrived, but after living and being with her so much, her disappearance hit him that much harder. To lose Kunsel so quickly afterwards pushed him into a state of numb disbelief, and to some extent, he still feels that way. It's only because of Cloud and Angeal that he's doing a little better than he was; their mother-chocoboing has helped a great deal, and he appreciates it more than words can fully express. It makes him want to spend more time with them, to cherish the time that they do have.
It's why he's out here tonight, a little fire burning bright a little ways off from the ocean.
Though he doesn't want to lose any of his friends from home, Zack knows, without a doubt, that he'll see them once again. Angeal met him when it was his time to join the Lifestream. Cloud, he's encouraged as a ghost, and he knows they'll be together one day, too. Aerith, he knows, is waiting for him, and Kunsel he'll see again too.
There's only one person in Wonderland from Gaia that he may never see again.
He brought a cooler with a few beers and a large towel for himself to lay on. It's nothing fancy, and honestly, it's not meant to be. He just wants to spend some time with his friend. ]
Where: The beach, in the evening.
When: After this conversation.
Rating: ...PG?
Summary: After losing two friends in less than a week, Zack feels like reaching out to the one friend from Gaia he may never see again outside Wonderland.
The Story:
[ This week has been the hardest he's had to endure since arriving in Wonderland.
The loss of Aerith took him by complete surprise. They'd talked about it once, of course, when he first arrived, but after living and being with her so much, her disappearance hit him that much harder. To lose Kunsel so quickly afterwards pushed him into a state of numb disbelief, and to some extent, he still feels that way. It's only because of Cloud and Angeal that he's doing a little better than he was; their mother-chocoboing has helped a great deal, and he appreciates it more than words can fully express. It makes him want to spend more time with them, to cherish the time that they do have.
It's why he's out here tonight, a little fire burning bright a little ways off from the ocean.
Though he doesn't want to lose any of his friends from home, Zack knows, without a doubt, that he'll see them once again. Angeal met him when it was his time to join the Lifestream. Cloud, he's encouraged as a ghost, and he knows they'll be together one day, too. Aerith, he knows, is waiting for him, and Kunsel he'll see again too.
There's only one person in Wonderland from Gaia that he may never see again.
He brought a cooler with a few beers and a large towel for himself to lay on. It's nothing fancy, and honestly, it's not meant to be. He just wants to spend some time with his friend. ]
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Sephiroth knows it will not be an easy conversation when it happens, and he knows that procrastination is only the enemy. But tonight, with losses so fresh, it is not the time.
Eventually he raises an arm, tracing again the latest figure Zack has outlined.]
I think your guard hound is a little lumpy. Or has a deformed leg.
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It gives him character.
[ Only so many things are actually symmetrical in real life. A constellation is no different.
His expression turns a little wistful. ]
We couldn't really figure what else to call him, anyway.
[ Aerith. ]
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He is not exactly the most comforting presence when it comes to consoling another.]
A few lumps and bumps, a little character, is perhaps not such a bad thing.
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Nah. It isn't.
[ There were some things he could have done without in his life, but he does think some of the things he faced made him stronger, too.
He turns over a little, facing Sephiroth. ]
So- how are things with you, Genesis, and Angeal?
[ He could beat around the bush, but- well, where's the sense in that? ]
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Well. He is the Silver General; there has always been something of distance between him and his men.]
There is a saying in Wutai; it loses some of its poetry in the translation, but it goes something like this: you can mend a broken vase, but you will forever see the cracks.
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Laying on his side, Zack makes a soft, thoughtful noise and props himself on his elbow. He doesn't say anything for a moment, just peers at the other solemnly. ]
You know there were extenuating circumstances, right?
[ It's a gentle prod; he knows better than to push too hard, but considering he was the one who really had to deal with the worst part of the fallout (madness and so on), he thinks a small push is fair enough. ]
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[He knows a lot more than he's telling Zack; Vincent's words still run circles in his brain, as fresh as the day the ex-Turk had uttered them. But for the times he's actually considered sharing that information with Zack, he stops himself every time. Sephiroth has always been a private person; this is— or should be— no different.]
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Dreams.
Honor.
He smiles faintly -- solemnly. ]
It isn't every day that second chances come along.
[ They shouldn't be wasted. ]
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[He lets that sink in for the space of a few breaths, looking out over the darkened shoreline and not at Zack.]
Three SOLDIER Firsts returned from that mission; two were in body bags. Second chances do not always have the potential one thinks, in comparison to the choice made initially.
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His friend, he remembers, is exceptionally stubborn. ]
It's not the same thing.
[ And you know it. ]
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[It's not really a question; they both know that Zack had deserved the promotion he'd earned, even if he'd still had some growing up to do at the time. And he has been one of the best men with whom Sephiroth has served. And even though Sephiroth would prefer to brush him off, especially in this instance, a small part of him— a part that sounds suspiciously like a certain talking lion— wants him to instead lower one of his walls, just a little bit.]
What is... what has happened between us, it will not be reconciled in just a day, or even a week. You know that, Zack. [There is too much hurt, too much trust broken for it all to be reconciled in a short time.] Beyond that— it depends as much on their actions as my own.
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To give me more leave to bother you. [ With a hint of impishness: ] Sir.
[ He sobers a little at that last part, but really, it's more forthrightness than he expected after that spiel Sephiroth gave on second chances.
His smile turns a bit solemn, but it's there still, nonetheless. ]
I know.
[ It depends on the others, too, not just Sephiroth, and he can see that. He's making sure reconciliation is being taken in consideration. ]
Just try.
[ That's all he asks. ]
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He's still looking away, focused on the ebb and surge of gentle waves lapping the shore. But one hand does raise to tuck his hair behind his ear, opening his profile up to Zack. It's a quiet acceptance of the other man's presence, a sign that his words will not be dismissed immediately.]
Things here are... different.
[It is not entirely a bad thing, just as it is not entirely good.]
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He makes a soft noise, rather like a hum. Thoughtful. ]
I know.
[ Not good, not bad -- just different. This place will never be like Gaia, but that's not what he really expects. What any of them should expect, really.
No perfect place exists, and there's one thing this world provides that they wouldn't have had at home.
He rolls onto his back again and stares up at the sky. ]
We have time.
[ Maybe not as much as they might wish or hope for, but some time is better than none at all. ]
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[Aerith's departure is nothing if not a poignant reminder that the time Wonderland gives them can be fleeting indeed. Sephiroth had not even known her that well— she was more acquaintance to him than anything else— but she had been important to Zack, and he had disliked seeing his lieutenant so depressed by her leaving. Zack is right; the time they are given is not something that should be wasted.
It is just not in Sephiroth's nature to trust easily, or forgive readily.]
But you did not extend an invitation purely to dissect my personal relationships, did you?
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Nah.
[ He flops over on his back again and smiles. ]
I just wanted to do it.
[ They never had the chance to really "hang out" much during their time with ShinRa, and he's really been wanting to share something with his friend. ]
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I suppose I should then consider myself lucky to be your target.
[This statement does contain a hint of a jest, moreso than had his previous. Sephiroth eventually leans over and snags Zack's cooler, pulling out two drinks and handing one to his companion.]