shinrasfinest: (Don't insult me)
Johnas Clearwater ([personal profile] shinrasfinest) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife 2014-12-12 10:44 pm (UTC)

He'd asked Cloud to let him know should they have pinned down a location and so there was Sephiroth, as ever true to his word and intention.

He'd brought water aplenty in a large backpack-type bag that he had managed to acquire by chance in Aqures, in preparation for his admission into the Esdham military. The last thing any one of them needed was to get dehydrated; he'd had quite enough of that in the summer months and the heat in this part of the World was a lot more arid than that.

He too took a long moment scoping out the tent in the distance with narrowed eyes and the tight braid of his hair drawn forwards over a shoulder rustled some in the desert breeze along with the bangs which were getting longer on either side of his face. He took a small sip from an open water bottle and would offer it to anyone nearby who might want some.

"Those were Heran spies," He eventually answered Ales, matter-of-factly. "And Magitek-technology turned on us. Our mark, for all appearances, is only a Moogle this time."

But he knew as well as any of them, this Moogle may well have some magical skills that other moogles did not. For the most part, Sephiroth agreed with the idea of surrounding the tent.

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