T'vor tilted his head slightly at the food he was being offered, then politely accepted it. "Well, engineers and pilots are all very well and good, but we only have one ship and aside from a bit of hull damage, it works just fine. What I really need right now are peacekeepers. Soldiers, like you, to make sure nobody starts lopping off heads over some petty squabble. Lord Sephiroth has informed me of a tentative peace treaty which he discussed with the princess--apparently we have you to thank for opening that discussion--that is not yet hard and fast on stone, but he would like us to begin enforcing these peaceful relations immediately. I have a small squadron of Demons I plan to use for this purpose already, but I'm not so sure that the Angels would appreciate Demons looking over their shoulders, so I want a mix of both. I'd like you to find and recruit some willing Angels for this task as well, and I want you to oversee them. Essentially, you'd be getting a promotion. To Captain." T'vor explained. When he finished speaking, he took a chomp out of the cake she'd given him.

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Sephiroth frowned at her words. Not because he didn't like her plan, in fact he thought it was very smart. He was frowning because he was concerned.
"Grim!" He called.

"Yes, oh mighty leader?" Came the Angel's mocking reply as he stepped out from behind a nearby tree.

"She wants to form a pocket-dimension through blood magic." He told the Reaper simply. "Is that wise?"

Grim appeared to consider it. "Well with you, almost anything could happen!" He grinned.

Sephiroth's frown turned into a scowl.

"Well, the worst that could happen is that it fails and you'd accidentally turn this galaxy into a black hole, and the chances of that happening aren't very high!" Grim shrugged. "So I'd say sure, go for it! But ah, monitor yourself for awhile afterwards, Seph-boy, because you haven't used any of your abilities in a very long time--and since Chaos is unstable, you might have some issues with your temper! Now you wouldn't want to lose your cool, would you? Heeheeheehee..." Grim sniggered as he walked off with a wave. "Take care now, don't lose your heads! As much as I'd love to have you both come and stay with me, I'm afraid it's not your time yet!"

With a long-suffering sigh, Sephiroth returned his attention back to Sasha. "I think I can manage a bit of ill-temper." He replied, standing. He hopped off of the boulder.