There were a lot of 'we', 'our' and 'us' involved in Ashelia's words and none of it sats very well with Sephiroth, as evident in his suspicious expression that he didn't see any point to hide from her. A lot of putting the Heroes forward as one entity when Sephiroth was more than 100% sure that he'd signed up for no such thing. To him, there were a distinct difference between working together cooperating with each other, and acting as one.
Already the threads of the necessary web that such organization would undeniably have to spread out in order to sustain itself seemed poised to tangle and bind them all in ways they might not see until it was too late. The dishonesty in it, all the cloak and dagger- Sephiroth didn't like it. Considering how they were all going in blind when the help was there to support them. He found a bitter lump forming in the back of his throat, as he came to the conclusion sorely that he wouldn't want anything to do with that but at the same time, annexing himself would only put him behind. Further behind and out of the loop than he already felt by being currently not at his best.
"I fail to see how you can jeopardize an operation that has been clearly been intended to trap those involved." That's it, he had to move that leg, if only for a moment. With a short huff of a grunt Sephiroth scuffled the cast from atop the footstool, shifted himself forwards onto the edge of the couch some so that he could angle it differently. A twisted snarl of discomfort was for the most part turned away from Ashelia, out of his manners than anything else.
#3) Recovery: The rest of the Month (More like start of March, then :p) [Open]
Already the threads of the necessary web that such organization would undeniably have to spread out in order to sustain itself seemed poised to tangle and bind them all in ways they might not see until it was too late. The dishonesty in it, all the cloak and dagger- Sephiroth didn't like it. Considering how they were all going in blind when the help was there to support them. He found a bitter lump forming in the back of his throat, as he came to the conclusion sorely that he wouldn't want anything to do with that but at the same time, annexing himself would only put him behind. Further behind and out of the loop than he already felt by being currently not at his best.
"I fail to see how you can jeopardize an operation that has been clearly been intended to trap those involved." That's it, he had to move that leg, if only for a moment. With a short huff of a grunt Sephiroth scuffled the cast from atop the footstool, shifted himself forwards onto the edge of the couch some so that he could angle it differently. A twisted snarl of discomfort was for the most part turned away from Ashelia, out of his manners than anything else.