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@generalsefirosu
"Keyslex? Where are you....?"
Secret smile <3
(via Sephiroth by 淩渢Teavy R - pixiv)
"Th’Turks have been gone for years now." His arms folded over his chest as he watched Sephiroth before Reno absently rubbed a thumb over the scar under his lip. "Is there a reason y’came here?"
"Yes, actually."
The General stepped closer, fearlessly closing the gap between himself and the Reno from this strange world. "I'm looking for capable allies to work for me. And if your little sparring session was any indicator, I would like you to join me."
"You’re such a bad liar…."
"Maybe, but I don’t hear anyone complaining~”
"...why would anyone complain?"
; { She’s not trying not make anyone riled up with the pictures, honest. Despite the grin on her face. Ignore that grin, you don’t see it. } “I’m done now, I swear.“
"You're such a bad liar...."
The voice caught the Ex-Turk by surprise and he dropped from his stance as Seafoam eyes flickered to the General. It only took Reno a moment to figure out that this wasn’t the Sephiroth he was more familiar with — The one Cloud had defeated.
This one was almost out of his memories. Before the shit had really hit the fan. A thin brow rose and he tipped his head a bit, hands dangling loosely at his sides. “Sephiroth,” He greeted lightly.
Sephiroth was honestly shocked by Reno's reaction - as most people showed instant fear and babbled on about how he'd lost his mind. Or something like that. Tipping his jaw up some, those mako eyes almost stare into the redhead's very soul.
"It appears you're out of work. I would have agreed to it before, but after seeing you spar....perhaps there is hope yet."
Reno hadn’t felt like himself in years. But lately he’d noticed that he felt… Lighter, almost. Like the years spent alone weren’t weighing on him so much. The Ex-Turk had an idea it was probably a fleeting thing, this mood or whatever one wanted to call it. But with it also came a bittersweet taste in the back of his throat. While things feel as close to how life used to be — There were daily reminders that things still were different, that he wasn’t a Turk anymore — That a lot of the people he considered a friend were still gone. The redhead sighed at the current thought that swirled about in his mind as he lifted his goggles from over his eyes — Sliding off of his bike. He hadn’t been here in ages — The place more dilapidated and devoid of life than Reno ever remembered it being. But he liked to workout here — Keep up on the dangerous skill that made him the effective Turk he had been. Shrugging out of his bomber jacket, he laid it over the seat of his bike as he slid on the fingerless gloves he often had hidden in one of the pockets of his cargo pants. A slender had curled around his EMR — Reno letting his eyes flutter shut for a moment. Opening them back up, the redhead moved — Sparring with an invisible opponent.
The silver haired general slowly circled in the shadows, watching as Reno sparred. It was easy to tell that this man was years older than the one that he knew. Knew was a strong term.
As he rounded to come full circle, Sephiroth stepped from the shadows to walk just in front of the redhead. He kept his stance commanding, and yet he made sure to appear non-threatening.
"Hello, Reno."
She watches him approach, tongue wetting her lower lip. “And yet, here you are.”
"Yes. Here I am." He tips his head to one side before leaning down and slowly crawling onto the bed, that silver hair falling everywhere without becoming tangled in the slightest.