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middaeg2020-04-14 08:07 pm
supersoldier) wrote in middaeg2020-04-14 08:07 pm
( open ) i will never be
Who: Sephiroth and YOU!
When: Aereuer 13th
Where: The Looking-Glass House
What: Memshare event!
Warnings: N/A, will add when necessary.
[Sephiroth's mirror is framed in black, cut in clean, elegant lines that look as though they are sharp to touch. It is hard to perceive much else in such a dark color, not without peering closer, and strangers won't note anything odd. Those who know him better could see more: patterned lines interspersed throughout like the vanes and notches of feathers, and a long, curving katana carved into the bottom. The contour lines of a steely city, artfully hidden beneath the rest.
The wood is glossy, unmarred, and perfect to those uncaring. Spiderwebbing, barely-there hairline fractures are visible to closer CR. They shimmer at the right angle, so briefly that it might have been a trick of the light.]
((ooc; these memshare prompts are open to anyone unless specified otherwise! he'll just be more guarded about a few of the more personal ones if you're not close CR. if you want something specific, hmu at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
aurajen! thanks!))
When: Aereuer 13th
Where: The Looking-Glass House
What: Memshare event!
Warnings: N/A, will add when necessary.
[Sephiroth's mirror is framed in black, cut in clean, elegant lines that look as though they are sharp to touch. It is hard to perceive much else in such a dark color, not without peering closer, and strangers won't note anything odd. Those who know him better could see more: patterned lines interspersed throughout like the vanes and notches of feathers, and a long, curving katana carved into the bottom. The contour lines of a steely city, artfully hidden beneath the rest.
The wood is glossy, unmarred, and perfect to those uncaring. Spiderwebbing, barely-there hairline fractures are visible to closer CR. They shimmer at the right angle, so briefly that it might have been a trick of the light.]
((ooc; these memshare prompts are open to anyone unless specified otherwise! he'll just be more guarded about a few of the more personal ones if you're not close CR. if you want something specific, hmu at
no subject
[ it is selfish and brazen, of course, but his body language is entirely lax; as though there's no issue to be taken with what he's said a tall. ]
Hmmm...
[ there's a beat, and he cants his head, thinking. ]
The truth is...most living beings aren't. I only knew freedom in death. [ nier's eyes flicker up, as though he'd still been stewing in his own thoughts. ]
But it feels a little like...you're holding back. When you fought me, that's how it felt too. There must be a tight lock on your heart...
[ and then— ]
Is there something that makes you smile?
my goodness this is late, please do not feel obligated to reply if it's been too long
But there’s not much of a chance. He has his own questions, his own replies to Nier’s observations. (Holding back, for instance. Of course he has to hold back; he always does, it is as if the world might break all around him if he does not.) Yet another question comes, and it's as surprising as the rest, like the man’s handed Sephiroth a sharp object with some unknown expectation, and now he must figure out what it is.]
Not much can earn it.
[It’s meant to be a deflection, and in Sephiroth’s moment of folly, he realizes that it’s more truth than actual sarcasm.]
But there are also a dearth of those who try. [A beat.] If this is something you’re so interested in, you might put in the effort to try to uncover it yourself.