complexedstigma:
Well, Sephiroth had been a general for an army. So commanding presence was definitely there. “Commandin’ presence, yes. Not so good with words, though. Wasn’t exactly a people person.” He took a sip of his drink and leaned back against the kitchen counter.
“If it helps, he has bright green eyes. Kinda like acid. With slit pupils. He should be dead..but you mentioned my having a wing. He had one so I thought I’d ask.”
“Then it must be different people. The man I’m thinking of had golden eyes. It’s strange how we could have encountered such similar people. It may speak to the state of the universe.” He’d always been odd company, but it seemed the early morning hours made him even stranger.
“For what it’s worth, I hope you don’t find him. He sounds ill-suited to company.”
















