[Having heard the various noises from the outside, Sephiroth had already a fairly firm idea of what to expect when he'd peered inside. Not that battlefield gore -especially as fresh as this seemed- would ever be desired for anyone to see but at the very least he's got much more of a stomach for it than, say, if Spence had come over here as well. He narrows his eyes in the direction of the far end where the cadets are still battling away, but he hasn't a very good viewpoint, nor is there time to think-
A glance up, locked eye contact with the apparently-angry girl in black for only a split of a second before dots-connect and Sephiroth launches himself backwards -much higher and further than any normal human might on account of the custom Job he's equipped with- landing in a crouch momentarily before pulling himself back to his feet. Waiting for the explosion that's sure to follow-
Keenly looking out for that girl with his hand hovering back over the handle to Masamune, ready to be drawn with less than an instant's notice. If he's going to be helping the cadets, after all, he'll need to charge once the dust-cloud has settled again.
And maybe there will be a second or two for his hearing to recover from the ringing in his head.]
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A glance up, locked eye contact with the apparently-angry girl in black for only a split of a second before dots-connect and Sephiroth launches himself backwards -much higher and further than any normal human might on account of the custom Job he's equipped with- landing in a crouch momentarily before pulling himself back to his feet. Waiting for the explosion that's sure to follow-
Keenly looking out for that girl with his hand hovering back over the handle to Masamune, ready to be drawn with less than an instant's notice. If he's going to be helping the cadets, after all, he'll need to charge once the dust-cloud has settled again.
And maybe there will be a second or two for his hearing to recover from the ringing in his head.]