[center] [h2] [color=0072bc]Cloud Strife [/color] [/h2]
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Cloud was used to horrible headaches out of nowhere, but this was different somehow. It started small and grew so quickly, before the mercenary knew it he was on the ground. Everything was slipping away, going dark and quiet. Surely that wasn't how he was going to die, it was too simple. 
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Everything slowly came back to him, voices starting to become clearer and the feeling to his body returning. He's felt worse after an unseen attack like that, clearly it was merely meant to knock him out. Albeit in the worst way possible, Cloud has felt much better ways of being down cold. Whatever was going on didn't seem good, first some lady talking about some "Luther" sounding name, then the aggressive and cocky voice of a man who had quickly been taken down. Clearly this wasn't going to be the first and last time it happens, watching his mouth was going to be a must here.

With his arms out in front of him, Cloud pushed himself off the ground with a pained grunt. He's had worse days, but the merc has definitely seen better ones. Rolling his shoulders only provided a small relief, sighing after and glancing around. No one of interest- until he spotted him. Of course he would be there too, did anyone else even see him? Was he here taunting him or was even the mighty Sephiroth taken down by these people? Perhaps that was a much bigger issue than him simply being here in the same enclosed area. Trapped here or not, Cloud should investigate anyways. After all, any funny business and the proud angel could end up on his knees like the one with the bat.

Sword already equipped, Cloud walked right up to Sephiroth. It was useless to stay a distance away, there was such a small space to break out in a fight around so many people. It wouldn't be wise for either of them, and hopefully this could be some level playing field. For now. Cloud knew very well what was in store the second an opening was up. Just looking at the man made emotions appear behind those eyes, a multitude of things he could probably say.

[color=0072bc]"You."[/color]
Cloud hesitated for a brief moment, hands slightly balling into fists. Any relaxtion afterwards was not any sign of trust, rather him just changing his mind about saying too much in front of all these strangers.
[color=0072bc]"You aren't here because you want to be, are you?"[/color]

Even with his hatred for the man, making a fool of himself if he's the only one able to see him wasn't on the list of impressions to make. Plus the question on if the other really was just as captive as burned at his mind too much, the idea of Sephiroth being just as stuck would be almost comforting if the implications weren't terrifying. As much as the merc would love to find peace in mind in that, he couldn't help but have a sense of unease. Being trapped was one thing, being trapped with someone  who's supposed to be able to manipulate your perception and who seemingly hates you? The fact the other is even trapped should be of immense concern.

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