[Hasn't Cloud learned yet, Sephiroth's hearing is always on point. Much like everything else about both his self and spacial awareness. It's a case of having to be in lieu of the supernatural parameters he had last time he had a body, and he's been doing this for a while now.
A rush of hatred is blinding in its intensity, in reaction to the bait that Cloud clearly lays with all the discretion of a bright pink neon-sign. Words can't describe how quickly and completely it blots out and buries the smaller consciousness piggy-backing off Sephiroth at this point in time.
Go on, give me more of a reason, Cloud. It's only going to make the end of this so much sweeter.
Outwardly, Sephiroth remains calm and collected, not so different to how he appears most of the time 2000 years in the future. A quick glance behind Cloud, a passing survey of the room where many others might be lurking in the back watching them. Watching him watching Cloud, or perhaps the other way around. Before standing back, discreetly clearing his throat and straightening his posture again, turning more to face Cloud in the process.]
It will be a pleasure to have you along, for once. I've heard that you're a credit to any team.
[The eye contact he sternly holds with Cloud is flawless in the way it is controlled. Sephiroth has had many years to perfect the act of only showing what is necessary facially.]
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A rush of hatred is blinding in its intensity, in reaction to the bait that Cloud clearly lays with all the discretion of a bright pink neon-sign. Words can't describe how quickly and completely it blots out and buries the smaller consciousness piggy-backing off Sephiroth at this point in time.
Go on, give me more of a reason, Cloud. It's only going to make the end of this so much sweeter.
Outwardly, Sephiroth remains calm and collected, not so different to how he appears most of the time 2000 years in the future. A quick glance behind Cloud, a passing survey of the room where many others might be lurking in the back watching them. Watching him watching Cloud, or perhaps the other way around. Before standing back, discreetly clearing his throat and straightening his posture again, turning more to face Cloud in the process.]
It will be a pleasure to have you along, for once. I've heard that you're a credit to any team.
[The eye contact he sternly holds with Cloud is flawless in the way it is controlled. Sephiroth has had many years to perfect the act of only showing what is necessary facially.]