[center] [h1][color=0054a6]Cloud Strife[/color] [/h1]
The fight against firefly had been going exceedingly well, maybe a little too well. Just as they were about to win it happened, their big bad came back and finished off the villain in a gruesome manner. Cloud couldn't help but flinch and cover his eyes with an arm, trying to avoid the sight of the now faceless firefly. A terrible sight that reminded him of the mental fall of a certain someone he knew. As soon as he came, Superman had taken off without a fight. The merc was starting to have wonders and doubts as he looked up into the sky above, squinting and seeing nothing helpful. Cloud wanted to know Supermans motive, curious about what would drive him to turn against man. 

Lex's airplane was the better place to ponder this, no choice in the matter. Boarding was easy and Cloud opted to sit alone at some window seat, knowing full well Sephiroth would be forced to fly anyways. It saves seats and it protects him from sitting anywhere near the man, so it's the best rule in his eyes. The merc had to keep his sword settled between his legs, hands restlessly grasping at it as if anyone could or would steal it. That, or he was just unusually on edge about all of this. He was there for the job and that's it, he rather keep his head staring out the plane than inside. He knew no one in there and rather not get to know any of them, it was a one time job and then he got to go home- right? There could be a whole host of distractions that keep them there, maybe getting stuck wasn't a bad idea for him specifically. If he can't get back home maybe Sephiroth can't either- or he can and Cloud is fucked because he can't. It was a headache to think about he simply didn't, giving a gruff sigh and crossing his arms while allowing the Buster Sword to lean on him. At least the travel was nice, no rough car or shoddy aircraft or helicopter. It was comfortable and he could actually sit down, not that he had any room for pacing. Even if Cloud could pace around he would just be told to calm down and stop fidgeting, leaving sitting idly the better option. The merc could practically space out while he sat there, off in his own head the instant he had settled down. He looked especially pissy when like that, eyebrows drawn down into a bigger frown than usual. 

[color=0054a6]"Something just doesn't sit right with me about this."[/color]
Cloud shifted in his seat with a heavy sigh, groaning as he looked out his window. Hopefully the sight will be better up there and they won't be shot down mid-flight. Every time he appeared he hadn't attacked them, and the only person he's killed- well, he had it coming. The image of the man getting his face ripped through by pure concentrated light wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, nor the memory of the stink of it. It's just another sight one will eventually witness when doing a job like he does, it gets easier the less he thinks about it. Whether something was off or not didn't matter, Cloud had a job to do and a home to get back to, probably friends who are worried as well. And it wasn't like Sephiroth and him will come to any mutual agreement to make the time go by faster for both of them, so they can get back to tearing out each other's throats and some kind of fucked up "destiny" bullshit.

[h3] Cloud is open for interactions[/h3]
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[h1][color=ed1c24]Lucifer Morningstar[/color] [/h1]
Bombs were taken care of, the villain was going down easily and victory was moments away- then Superdick came in and melted right through Firefly's skull. A once fired up man was now nothing more than a faceless husk waiting to rot and blow away in the wind. Lucifer had seen terrors much worse, but this was still sobering. If the hero inside Superprick ever woke up again it'll be horrified at what had taken place. Blood like that was enough to stain even the purest of souls, guilt was the heaviest thing and it made the dead sink as low as it can bring them. Surely this wasn't going to end well in life or death, though that's why they were there wasn't it? There was no remorse as the flying fuckhead left in seconds, leaving them there with no one but themselves- and now that massive jet. Lucifer wouldn't need to board it at all, his wings being more than fast enough to keep up. Maybe he could show off to the others a little, have a little fun with all these strangers. Luci could also do something much better, sit on the wing of the plane to show off. He was strong enough to do so and it takes the effort out of flying. 

Climbing up onto one of the massive metal wings, Lucifer got himself comfortable and decided to sit there instead of actually flying along. Why would he? Being an angel he could fly at the speed of light practically! He didnt need to catch up to a silly jet, it had to catch up to him! Plus it gave everyone a great view of him and he got to be a dick about it. Though the Devil had his own thoughts to tend to, eyes not particularly focused on anything. Superman was an honourable foe, but that was not the act of a hero. Lucifer would had done that to someone to punish them, a deliberate act of pure violence meant to hurt them. If he was lucky he would get to use his mojo on Superfiend over there, any knowledge of his inner desires and wants could shed a light on what's going on- but there he his, wanting to help the situation without violence. It's been a while since he had to truly fix it with fists and feathers, it gave Luci a small hope he might be able to snap some sense into their villain. Though he doubts it heavily, it wouldn't happen and he'd probably get a good ol fist to the face. If he really wanted to test hid theory he knew as least someone here who could use their marbles back but definitely won't take them back. They are far too busy to stop to get his head sliced open by a gothic maniac with a Sword that physically shouldn't be that long. Definitely a flex, but thats not his circus so he's not going to go check it out. Not his circus, not his monkey. No testing anything out on anyone, just a simple joy ride to his destination before an assumed show down.

[h3] Lucifer is open for interactions[/h3]
(For those stuck flying as well)

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