When the deck first lurched sharply to the one side off the edge of the crystalline pillar which erupted into the air, Sephiroth had just about managed to catch his breath but then found the adrenaline spiked all anew. Quickly he spread his frame into a crouch so that his center of balance was lower, the last thing he needed now was to be pitched over the side. Like so many others, white-knuckle clinging to a railing seemed to be all that mattered in the moments before Ales had gotten in a position to launch the Enterprise finally as high and as fast into the sky as possible.
They'd need some assistance down below, given the urgency of the situation and alongside the new adrenaline still rushing alongside his still-firing high-energy levels Sephiroth made for the bridge first- offering a hasty look around at everyone else around- before promptly marching for the direction he knew that the engineering crew would be working flat out.
In the meantime Spencer had managed to find his way more up towards the bridge, gladly taking a hi-elixir from Corrine as she was asking about--
"Mogdelina-! I'm sure that I saw her as we were leaving, kupo." The small bespectacled -albeit with one of the lens now cracked- moogle wrung his front paws together worriedly as he flitted up so that he might someone get high enough to spot her. He ended up hugging the elixir as he sunk back down towards the deck of the bridge. His pouting face not so far off chewing his bottom lip; his over-sized pom was sure shuddering.
"I didn't see which way she went Corrine, I'm sorry but-" Spencer had been clung pretty tightly to the middle of his hero as he'd gone through the streets of the crumbling Heran capital being as much a Hero as he always knew he had been "...she's got to be OK, though..."
--
The hi-elixir wouldn't halt the fatigue that would eventually tick-over as a result of Sephiroth's custom job, but until it did or the Enterprise was knocked from the sky then the silver-haired soldier could be found below decks, supporting the duty officer however he could in the perpetual chaos within the ranks that was caused by the world outside apparently being rend asunder.
His specialization wasn't in aerial militia, at all, but at the very least this way he was involved in something rather than the no-doubt rabid discussions that might be going on within the Heroes of Light as they played spot-the-stirring-crystal- on the surface.
Battle fatigue be damned, if he took a rest now, there might not be any coming back around for anyone.
[OOC:If anyone has any other ideas for encountering Sephiroth/Spencer during the final flight, hit me up in here!]
Mingle Thread || Sephiroth & Spencer - The Final Flight of the Enterprise
They'd need some assistance down below, given the urgency of the situation and alongside the new adrenaline still rushing alongside his still-firing high-energy levels Sephiroth made for the bridge first- offering a hasty look around at everyone else around- before promptly marching for the direction he knew that the engineering crew would be working flat out.
In the meantime Spencer had managed to find his way more up towards the bridge, gladly taking a hi-elixir from Corrine as she was asking about--
"Mogdelina-! I'm sure that I saw her as we were leaving, kupo." The small bespectacled -albeit with one of the lens now cracked- moogle wrung his front paws together worriedly as he flitted up so that he might someone get high enough to spot her. He ended up hugging the elixir as he sunk back down towards the deck of the bridge. His pouting face not so far off chewing his bottom lip; his over-sized pom was sure shuddering.
"I didn't see which way she went Corrine, I'm sorry but-" Spencer had been clung pretty tightly to the middle of his hero as he'd gone through the streets of the crumbling Heran capital being as much a Hero as he always knew he had been "...she's got to be OK, though..."
--
The hi-elixir wouldn't halt the fatigue that would eventually tick-over as a result of Sephiroth's custom job, but until it did or the Enterprise was knocked from the sky then the silver-haired soldier could be found below decks, supporting the duty officer however he could in the perpetual chaos within the ranks that was caused by the world outside apparently being rend asunder.
His specialization wasn't in aerial militia, at all, but at the very least this way he was involved in something rather than the no-doubt rabid discussions that might be going on within the Heroes of Light as they played spot-the-stirring-crystal- on the surface.
Battle fatigue be damned, if he took a rest now, there might not be any coming back around for anyone.
[OOC:If anyone has any other ideas for encountering Sephiroth/Spencer during the final flight, hit me up in here!]