Feathers [Xion/Open]

[sephiroth]

Again Sephiroth had traveled from one world to another. But this time it had not been a peaceful world. The second he had entered, a huge feathery beat had appeared in front of him. A very big chick as it looked like and some people had wanted to talk him into a guild of some sort. He had made short work of this feather ball and let the people run away. No clue why, but they seemed to have thought this one to be stronger as it seemed.

Well, whatever. Sephiroth sat down on a nearby rock and looked around, swinging masamune once to get the blood off the blade. Wondering what kind of world this was, he recalled the weapons and attire the people he had met before had worn. Leather and iron stuff mostly. But they looked more like a ragtag gang than a guild. But certainly. If a chick could already be this strong, Sephiroth wondered how strong a real monster was here. Maybe it was worth finding out.

Another info he had noted was this 'Guild' they had talked about. Sephiroth himself was a loner. But if he had learned something from his fights with Cloud and his gang was, that one could reach little. And even though he had hundreds of thousands of lives under his command in the lifestream, good allies would come in handy... once he set himself a new goal that was. Sending Masamune away, he pondered these thoughts while waiting for something to happen.

[Xion]

A Corridor...the simplest means by which a Nobody traveled. Not complicated, not time-consuming. Easy, efficient, and came when Summoned. That, and sometimes the swirling depths of Darkness matched one's mood. Today, however, that was not the case.

Xion simply passed through the purple and black portal as she had many times before, unaffected by the Darkness, and rather emotionless as she walked. Again, as before, she wondered if this was real, if she was actually doing this. It was hard to keep things straight, lately...she was beginning to doubt, to question whether it was.

She stepped out of the Corridor's other end, and stopped, looking around. What had pulled her to come here...made her feel the need to stop? She sensed a presence, and turned, checking to make sure her cloak's hood was up. As in every other time she had seemed to go somewhere, her hood was in place. How odd...

But that wasn't the focus right now...who was the presence she felt nearby? Xion glanced around, and saw the stranger sitting on a rock. What was his presence in this world, and where was she?

[sephiroth]

Well, it happened after only waiting for several minutes. Even though he had no ability to feel presences. His senses were modified and heightened to supernatural levels, so he could feel the person behind him. By hearing how the feet touched the ground, he could guess the weight and height. By sound of their clothes in the wind, he could guess what weapons and what kind of concealed weapons they had. But this one was definitely a bit different.

Turning his head halfway, he saw a cloak. Nothing else. A face hidden in shadow, her whole body in a cloak, with no part sticking out and her hands in gloves. A black stain in the area to say so. Though actually it was more like she was what made this area liven up a bit. Sephiroth disliked this world for it´s green-ness. His home world was much more plain and easy to understand.

"Hmm... And who are you?" Sephiroth asked with his usual unconcerned voice. But he was a bit curious. He had heard on his travels about such black cloaked people and had wanted to find out about them soon anyway. Since he had too much time at his hands anyway, he could do what he wanted, while planting his cells on every planet he came by and made sure to be able to spawn again and again for all eternity.

But that was not that much of a problem now. It was not as if he would die sometime soon, but vessels broke too easily once he began to exert strength. He stood up and turned whole toward the black cloaked figure, standing totally relaxed, as if he had no care in the world. But the sides could not be more different. Sephiroth wore clothes, that made sure that they were practical, but still showed everyone who looked at him, that he didn´t fear to show off a bit.

[Xion]

Xion was not completely startled by the person speaking. His clothes were far more interesting than the simple Organization Cloak she wore. The colors were similar, but the form and shape were entirely different.. She blinked, realizing the significance of the outfit he wore. It was to show off, to show people that he was unafraid of standing out or being seen.

Xion pondered whether she should answer his question. Did he know what she was, yet? She doubted it, since most people didn't seem to be able to sense a Nobody, or ever have heard of such a being. Her eyes were drawn the the person's long, silver hair, drifting a bit in a slight breeze. Her own hair was kept beneath the hood of her Cloak, out of sight, and away from the breeze.

Was it warm? Or cold? Odd..she didn't seem to feel the temperature around her...was it normal? Perhaps it wasn't worth noticing, then. She bit her lip, then decided to speak to him. After all, he had spoken to her..it was only polite to respond. Keeping her face hidden, she spoke, in a quiet but steady tone.

"I....am Xion. Former member XIV of Organization XIII...and if I must give identification, it is requested in turn, sir."

[sephiroth]

Well, well. An Organization, huh? Seemed pretty familiar with how he had just heard about guilds. Maybe he could take over that one and gain some additional workforce. If they all looked and acted like this, it would be an easy task. After all, she was cloaked like tht, but there was no danger emitting from her at all. She seemed rather normal actually, like a normal human. And with that that guild became less interesting as well. Tilting his head a little bit, looking kinda amused at her, he walked a bit closer and then sat down at the other side of the rock, so he was now facing her.

"Sephiroth. No titles or organizations to account for."

Sephiroth said and a small smile appeared on his face, as he wondered what she meant with former and why she would even say something like this. It seemed quite important to her to add it, but still. Normally one would only say of organizations they were in. Only reason to tell of leaving an organization was to make oneself appear neutral, so to speak, a sign that one doesn´t want to fight. Well, Sephiroth had nothing against people who didn´t want to fight. Actually, those were just as fine as innocent bystanders. People of hi home world might say different, but he never killed people without reason.

Which was also why he was now smiling, remembering as he had done so the last time ; Met someone not wanting to kill him right off. On his world, he was the enemy number one for anyone, but the new generation.

"But it is nice to meet you. Mind telling me about your former organization or your reason for coming here?"

Today he felt a bit talkative anyway and maybe he could get some info out of this one that would help him find a new goal or at least target for now.