It was then that Sephiroth entered the engine room, which was separate from the control room--it was where the massive core that powered the ship was kept. Often referred to as the 'heart' by some engineers. It was then that Sephiroth began working.

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T'vor swiveled around to face the room. "Let's do this nice and slow, ladies! We don't need any injuries today! Azurael, engage aft thrusters at quarter power. Damian! Focus! Make sure we don't put too much strain on her hull. Ruvel, monitor that weather anomaly. Let her down as soon as we clear it."
T'vor only used first names when he was serious, it seemed. There was a minor jolt.
"Easy now. Underbelly shields!"
"Engaged, sir. Underbelly shields at 93 percent. Stress levels increasing."
"Blow off some steam."
"Yessir."

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Grim laughed genuinely this time. "Of course I have a name! I may have been the Grim Reaper for thousands of years, but I haven't [i]always[/i] been the Grim Reaper. I was a lowly border patrol back when I was alive. Of course, dangerous work that is, so my life expectancy wasn't that high to begin with. I was the only child of two poor working-class Angels who had little time for me, so I ended up doing whatever I wanted. Surprisingly enough, I was born with red hair, but, as you can see..." he tugged on one of the long, wispy strands of silvery hair that protruded from his hood. "Death really does change a fellow, you know?" He grinned at her.
"Now I realize I never actually gave you the answer you were looking for. I happen to not like my name very much, and so I don't use it much. Maybe if you ever catch me drunk or just really, really tired, then you might coax me to tell you if you're that determined. Otherwise, 'Grim' will have to do for you." He escorted the princess to her quarters.
"And here we are. Sit tight, Sasha, and try not to bump your head! If you need anything, well, just call! Heeheehee." He laughed at his own joke.
There was a mild jolt.
"In any case, you better stay inside until this ordeal is over." He told her, actually being serious for the first time during the trip. "I'm obliged not to let you die today, you understand. There's still much work left you have to do." He frowned.
He resumed grinning, wiggled his fingers at her in a sort of farewell wave, then glided down the hall.