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[heavensheart]

Hey, you. It's been a while, huh?

Things sure have been quiet lately. Glad to be out and about again. I was getting kind of restless. Maybe some exercise would do us both some good.

Don't force yourself to take on too much at one time though. You're only one person. Don't be afraid to ask for help, okay?

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[heavensheart]

[She glances up and finally looks at him again.]

You won't remember anything about yourself?

[youwillrot]

[He meets her eyes evenly, though inwardly he's very much unsettled about the actual outcome.]

Correct.

[heavensheart]

[She distantly remembers how different he was back then ... before they went up into the reactor on Mt. Nibel. A hero, respectable, taking pictures with them.

Then he set Nibelheim ablaze.]

I wonder how you're going to handle that.

[youwillrot]

[Tragically fitting... since it'll be the first memory he'll recover.

Sephiroth quirks a small smile.]

Concerned now?

[heavensheart]

[Tifa is kind. Maybe she would be concerned.

If Sephiroth wasn't one of the people she hated more than anything. Give back her life. Her father. Her best friend. Leave the man she cares for alone. Stop threatening her family. Then, maybe she'd be concerned.]

No. Why should I be? You don't deserve any concern.

[youwillrot]

Tifa.

[The smile lingers as he turns back around, if with a more slanted edge.]

The path you pursue is doomed to tragedy. You're aware of that, aren't you?

[heavensheart]

[Another chill up and down her spine. She hates that.]

What are you playing at?

[youwillrot]

[Good. He loves that.]

You cannot protect him forever.

Or at all.

[heavensheart]

... You're wrong about him, you know.

[youwillrot]

Oh? [Tipping his head.] In what sense?

[heavensheart]

Cloud is stronger than you give him credit for. You're so sure that he can't be protected, that he's a shadow. But if he really was, everything ... would've turned out differently.

[... Cloud, despite everything, was always there when she was in a pinch.]

So you can keep trying, and we'll just keep on beating you.

[youwillrot]

[Pfft. Logic and facts. We're just going to ignore all that and wave you off. Like an endboss.]

You should consider coming along. Your sugary optimism would fit right in with all the pixie dust.

[heavensheart]

[If she could glare at her mun who is incredibly intrigued right now! she totally would.]

Are you going because you'd fit in with it too?

[youwillrot]

[Excuse you. Don't be jealous of the bishounenly good looks, honey, there's a reason we get all the cool battles and fanservice shots and you just get beat up by Loz and cry about Cloud a lot.

Admittedly, your chest looks a lot better in CGI, but that is the only point we're conceding.]

I never said I enjoyed the idea.

[Eyeeeeroll.]

[heavensheart]

[Whatever! I'm a drop-dead gorgeous single-mother-type who can kick ass and has exquisite breasts.

God, Sephiroth, stop checking me out. Pshhh]

I hope you'll enjoy yourself there.

[youwillrot]

[Mother-type you say.

NEVER]

My mundane has extended the invitation to yours here, if their interest in fairy tales so inclines them.

Beyond that, do as you will.

[heavensheart]

[Tifa is not pleased with how her mun just jumped on this link like a crazy person.]

How generous of you.

[youwillrot]

[Tifa, this is Final Fantasy. We're all crazy here. And when we're not crazy... well, that's probably a hallucination too.]

Might I suggest taking the form of a flower?

So I can step on you repeatedly, that is.

[heavensheart]

[She winces.

A flower. Tifa wouldn't be the one to take the form of a beautiful flower.

And she would never wish this place upon her.]

What form will you take?

[She's hoping a worm. A pathetic, squishy, stupid worm.]

[youwillrot]

[Gosh Tifa you're so mean it's really hurting his poor nonexistent feelings here.]

The lady is undecided. But...

[Sephiroth flashes a particularly toothy grin.]

...something with plenty of bite, I'm sure.

[heavensheart]

[Her scowl deepens. Honestly, this is the longest conversation she'd ever had with Sephiroth.

Not cool, mun, she thinks.]

How pleasant. That only makes me want to join this place even less.

[youwillrot]

[It's cute you think he cares that you're mad. Or that you want to punch his Jenova-infused guts out.]

A choice offered to neither of us, I'm afraid.

[heavensheart]

[To think, earlier today she was encouraging her mun and being supportive.

Now, she really, really, really hates her. And you, too, Sephiroth.]

... Can't wait to hear what you turn into.

[youwillrot]

[Take a number and get in line, sweetheart. You can join the rest of the haters to the left.]

If it's what I suspect, escaping me there is unlikely.

[heavensheart]

[Between his words and her mun's reserve, Tifa is deeefinitely ill at ease right now.]