THE ENTERPRISE [Despite having his own allocated cabin aboard the Enterprise, Sephiroth spent hardly any of his time in that area that was for restricted personnel only. It would be rude, not to mention excruciatingly unprofessional to closet himself away during this, the final approach.
He'd have happily been deployed with any of the other accompany airships and squadrons, yet Sephiroth had already made arrangements for the majority of his own ground forces to carry out duties back in civilization, in his stead. To a certain extent he found himself lacking in not having those strong men and women behind him this time, yet for the first time in a long time it seems -ever more so as they get closer to what was the Heran Capital- that a larger purpose has started to dawn on him.
A ghost of that time-worn SOLDIER focus starting to slip back into his demeanor. The focus that had been tested untold times during his tenure on Crystallis, and had turned the tables on adversity more times than he'd admit to.]
This is it, then. Garland's fortress.
[Sephiroth spoke lowly but not to anyone in particular. Slightly iridescent green eyes fixed solidly forwards out at the landscape that grew larger before them.] -- SECTOR XIII – MILITARY [Of all the places on Crystallis that Sephiroth might have envisioned he'd ever visit, the Heran Military Headquarters had certainly not made any list at all. They'd been at war with the Herans for so long, after all. They had been the enemy right up until the Calamity had caught up to them. It doesn't take very much effort at all to recall the attempted invasion of Aqures Ixen; his finest hour as a military officer, yet his darkest in terms of the devastation it had left behind.
He'll tell himself later, perhaps, that it gave a sense of closure to walk the halls of the once-enemy and that's why he'd gone to sweep with a small squad and any hero that also wanted to come. Maybe if he repeats that mantra hard enough it'll become truth.
As for right now, Sephiroth stands within one of the larger offices which had to have been for a higher ranking officer, just by the regalia -crystallized but otherwise still in pristine order- dotted around the room. He reaches out just to touch the edge of a picture frame that he's peering down at with something creeping into a frown - the words Admiral Matsya inscribed beneath it. The face seems familiar yet-]
Hm.
[-Prajapati often wears that deep hood, and he's hardly an acquaintance other than in passing sometimes at the Village of Santa Claus as he's on duty. She did attend that meeting but again, they hardly shared a single word. This detail might well get overlooked in the time that they've got to stand around sightseeing...]
Mingle Thread || Sephiroth
[Despite having his own allocated cabin aboard the Enterprise, Sephiroth spent hardly any of his time in that area that was for restricted personnel only. It would be rude, not to mention excruciatingly unprofessional to closet himself away during this, the final approach.
He'd have happily been deployed with any of the other accompany airships and squadrons, yet Sephiroth had already made arrangements for the majority of his own ground forces to carry out duties back in civilization, in his stead. To a certain extent he found himself lacking in not having those strong men and women behind him this time, yet for the first time in a long time it seems -ever more so as they get closer to what was the Heran Capital- that a larger purpose has started to dawn on him.
A ghost of that time-worn SOLDIER focus starting to slip back into his demeanor. The focus that had been tested untold times during his tenure on Crystallis, and had turned the tables on adversity more times than he'd admit to.]
This is it, then. Garland's fortress.
[Sephiroth spoke lowly but not to anyone in particular. Slightly iridescent green eyes fixed solidly forwards out at the landscape that grew larger before them.]
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SECTOR XIII – MILITARY
[Of all the places on Crystallis that Sephiroth might have envisioned he'd ever visit, the Heran Military Headquarters had certainly not made any list at all. They'd been at war with the Herans for so long, after all. They had been the enemy right up until the Calamity had caught up to them. It doesn't take very much effort at all to recall the attempted invasion of Aqures Ixen; his finest hour as a military officer, yet his darkest in terms of the devastation it had left behind.
He'll tell himself later, perhaps, that it gave a sense of closure to walk the halls of the once-enemy and that's why he'd gone to sweep with a small squad and any hero that also wanted to come. Maybe if he repeats that mantra hard enough it'll become truth.
As for right now, Sephiroth stands within one of the larger offices which had to have been for a higher ranking officer, just by the regalia -crystallized but otherwise still in pristine order- dotted around the room. He reaches out just to touch the edge of a picture frame that he's peering down at with something creeping into a frown - the words Admiral Matsya inscribed beneath it. The face seems familiar yet-]
Hm.
[-Prajapati often wears that deep hood, and he's hardly an acquaintance other than in passing sometimes at the Village of Santa Claus as he's on duty. She did attend that meeting but again, they hardly shared a single word. This detail might well get overlooked in the time that they've got to stand around sightseeing...]