[Duster nods a thanks, hold his hand back, and takes a cautious fist step onto the stairs. The metal does not absorb sound, but at least it doesn't creak like the wooden steps in the Tazmily houses or crumble like the stone steps of the once-existing Osohe Castle. He pushes himself upward. Another step. Another step.
His Moogle, Tamekichi, folds his arms. The sunglasses he wears keep up the appearance of an unfazed party member, but he's shaking on the inside. What if the Chimera pops up at the top of the steps and barrels down the stairs? He's not going to stand back and wait for death. He's going to fly over to the next room and hide in there. If he hears to anguished screams of death, he'll know it's safe to come out.
At the end of the hallway, Sephiroth will find a pair of swinging doors that lead into an auditorium. The projector behind the five rows of cushioned seats is turned off, and the entire room is shrouded in shadows. The only source of light is backstage.]
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His Moogle, Tamekichi, folds his arms. The sunglasses he wears keep up the appearance of an unfazed party member, but he's shaking on the inside. What if the Chimera pops up at the top of the steps and barrels down the stairs? He's not going to stand back and wait for death. He's going to fly over to the next room and hide in there. If he hears to anguished screams of death, he'll know it's safe to come out.
At the end of the hallway, Sephiroth will find a pair of swinging doors that lead into an auditorium. The projector behind the five rows of cushioned seats is turned off, and the entire room is shrouded in shadows. The only source of light is backstage.]