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[b]Level:[/b] 1 [i](8/10)[/i]
[b]Word Count:[/b] 425
[b]Location:[/b] Smash Tower —> Limsa Lominscuttle Town
[b]EXP:[/b] +1
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Sephiroth found his interest piqued somewhat as the dragon-turtle explained how they'd get to their destination, for despite the many methods and means he'd use to travel from place to place back on Gaia, the SOLDIER had never had the leisure of using an actual painting to jump between locations. Then again he supposed his world was quite structured in comparison to whatever hellish hodgepodge of randomness the beast standing before him hailed from. It was certainly more ordered than the one in which they currently stood at any rate. Not really caring if the machine gave him a response—as it was more of a rhetorical jab at her remark anyway—Sephiroth watched with mild disinterest as the human-feline hybrid that had been called over earlier abruptly ran off before returning several minutes later, complaining that she'd had barely enough time to eat when she realized the speed at which the dragon wished to depart, brining up the fact that they'd not eaten yet either. The creature's borderline obsession with food almost brought a scoff to his lips, when something he'd not felt in a very long time suddenly rose up to torment him...

The pang of hunger, and the disturbing bubbling of acids that so often accompanied it.

A feeling he thought Shinra had all but removed years ago. Was this, then, just another sign of his newfound weakness? In all his time as a SOLDIER, he'd never really felt the need to eat, merely deigned to on occasion when the mood suited him. So to have this happen now of all times meant something was incredibly wrong with his body. Whatever Galeem had done to him following his assault on Gaia, it was something Sephiroth knew he needed to amend, and fast. Luckily for him the group he now found himself a part of seemed to be heading to a few new locales, and if the machine's information on spirits held true, that could very well mean a whole slew of new powers. The thought of having to rely on such paltry means instead of his own might, or what little remained of it, was sickening of course...

[color=#7A7A7A][i]But what other choice do I really have?[/i][/color]

Sephiroth felt the slightest traces of a scowl slowly settle their way onto his face as he trailed along after the others, pausing for but a moment to gaze up at the sun as it blazed through one of the many windows embedded in the wall nearby.

[color=#7A7A7A]"When you've taken all of my options from me..."[/color]

[quote][@Archmage MC], [@Dawnrider], [@DracoLunaris], [@Lugubrious][/quote]