I did not lose weight.

you are different from o t h e r s you are a {h e r o}

MOVED!

#moving!

you are different from o t h e r s you are a {h e r o}

MOVED!

#moving!

[outofshampoo]

Friendly reminder that I don't see replies because side blog

never be afraid to ask meme me slashpoke me in my ask

#outofshampoo

banoraunderground-deactivated20

"My true colors being…?"

"That you are impressionable, and willing to act out when given the opportunity perhaps."

#[ 200 years later I am so sorry ]#featherskyhero

"Admittedly not untrue. However, I think about my actions before acting out. Unlike some."

Loss || featherskyhero

Angeal was dead.

News delivered to him with such a hesitance he was insulted. Angeal was dead. He had lived his entire life not knowing affection or admiration until he had joined SOLDIER. Raised within ShinRa he was bred to be a SOLDIER from the start. He never knew affection until he met Angeal, never knew admiration until he met Genesis. The two had become his fast friends despite the leaps between them in rank. And now they were slipping away. One by one. They had been side by side through this twisted life and now...

Angeal was dead. Genesis had defected.

For once in his life he desired for all this power that he held to be worth something. For ShinRa to do something for anything, anything to give him back what he had lost. The thought was maddening, his own head consumed with guilt. What could he have done to prevent this? Everything. What could he have said? I'm sorry.

The training room seemed so much emptier without the other two bodies in it. Wishing faintly that he could drown in the waters bellow the simulated Mako canon, he sat upon it. His head rested on his other knee where he knelt before he heard the soft hiss of the door. The simulation didn't falter but someone entered.

“What?” his voice took a harsh tone, hiding away all the pain and misery he was facing. He partially wished he'd never met them. Then he'd never know what he had lost.

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

"If you puke I don’t want it on my bed." he sat down on the floor next to him. Rubbing his hands together with the materia. "Where are you hurting?"

"My head…my chest. Did you punch me in your sleep? Again?" He groaned lighter now, rubbing his eyes.

"Only because you talk in your sleep." he muttered reaching out to rest his hands over his friend as they glowed.

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

The general glanced down at him, “Get your own painkillers.”

"Help me or I hurl on your carpet. And boots."

Dramatic eye roll from the General himself prompted the man moving to the bathroom to fetch them. He tossed the bottle at him, “Stop whining.”

"Im not whining you heartless, jerk." He groaned, popping six of the pills dry.

"Better luck next training session." he patted Gen on the head.

"I will bite you." He groaned, lifting a leg to kick the taller man in the shin.

Seph stumbled but did not fall, “Get off the bed and on the floor, Genesis. Before I make you.”

"Uggghhhhh…." He rolls off the bed, not even bothering to stand up. "There your Highness. Better?"

"If you puke I don't want it on my bed." he sat down on the floor next to him. Rubbing his hands together with the materia. "Where are you hurting?"

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

The general glanced down at him, “Get your own painkillers.”

"Help me or I hurl on your carpet. And boots."

Dramatic eye roll from the General himself prompted the man moving to the bathroom to fetch them. He tossed the bottle at him, “Stop whining.”

"Im not whining you heartless, jerk." He groaned, popping six of the pills dry.

"Better luck next training session." he patted Gen on the head.

"I will bite you." He groaned, lifting a leg to kick the taller man in the shin.

Seph stumbled but did not fall, "Get off the bed and on the floor, Genesis. Before I make you."

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Brave face. Brave face.

"I….I think…uhm…"

Breathe, say it. Tell him.

“I think I’m dying.”

He was grinding his teeth, reaching one had out to cup her face. “He’ll fix it is what he’ll do.” he growled, the rage bristling in his sides. “You’re not dying.”

Was she going numb? The feeling of his hand on her face was minimal and her vision was beginning to spin. “He…better hurry then.” Unable to keep on her feet, she felt her legs buckle and give out, reaching up to feebly grasp at his arm.

Sephiroth caught her, lifting her up in his arms and moving with swift wide strides to the stairs. No time for elevators. She needed Hojo now.

#Hojo is dead. DEAD.

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

The general glanced down at him, “Get your own painkillers.”

"Help me or I hurl on your carpet. And boots."

Dramatic eye roll from the General himself prompted the man moving to the bathroom to fetch them. He tossed the bottle at him, “Stop whining.”

"Im not whining you heartless, jerk." He groaned, popping six of the pills dry.

"Better luck next training session." he patted Gen on the head.

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Brave face. Brave face.

"I….I think…uhm…"

Breathe, say it. Tell him.

“I think I’m dying.”

Gloved hands tighten with a creak of leather, “Is this his doing?” Hojo’s.

"I really don’t want to think that, only because of what it means but…yeah…I think so-" The end of her sentence was cut off by a hard cough that was quickly covered by a hand. "I’m not sure what he gave me Sephiroth but…." Her insides were churning, like she’d swallowed razor blades, it took her everything to not fall to her knees in pain.

He was grinding his teeth, reaching one had out to cup her face. "He'll fix it is what he'll do." he growled, the rage bristling in his sides. "You're not dying."

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

The general glanced down at him, “Get your own painkillers.”

"Help me or I hurl on your carpet. And boots."

Dramatic eye roll from the General himself prompted the man moving to the bathroom to fetch them. He tossed the bottle at him, "Stop whining."

[silverxgeneral] ▼

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Brave face. Brave face.

"I….I think…uhm…"

Breathe, say it. Tell him.

“I think I’m dying.”

Gloved hands tighten with a creak of leather, "Is this his doing?" Hojo's.

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“Get me some painkillers.” Genesis groaned, laying on the floor of Sephiroth’s room, clutching his forehead.

The general glanced down at him, "Get your own painkillers."

[outofideas]

here but not here i took a nap and woke up sick to my stomach

and have a headache again.

i might come and at least do my drafts

The Genesis D calls to me.

Not to mention the urge to harrass silverxgeneral is too damn high

[ don't touch me ]

Four reporting

The General raised a brow, lip twitching. He didn’t perform for people who didn’t appreciate the program. These SOLDIERs worked hard, the Infantry worked hard. Very little recognition came their way. Sephiroth crossed his arms, they may have been heroes but he was seeing very little agreeable nature in the young ShinRa boy.

"Then we’re done here, sir." the General looked over his shoulder at the others. "No need to show you what you do not desire to watch." or care for.

princeofshinra

Was that annoyance on the General’s face? Rufus felt a small victory in that, and a smug smile curled at his own lips.

“Really? I’m off the hook that easily?” Part of him warned him of baiting the SOLDIER, but another part of him wanted to see how far the general would go.

“How tragic. My father will be oh-so disappointed.” His hands rested gently at his sides, a stance he had learned in his own training, canting his head slightly.

Yes, challenge the General. This was not one of his best plans, but he never was one to resign so easily.

#[ no seph NO SEPH YO CHILL ]

The silver hair swished to a stop when his legs stopped carrying him, the General, who had been facing the other SOLDIERs got a look about him that seemed to alarm the others. “Zack.” he turned to the youngest, the boy nearly merging with the wall with how fast he jumped up against it.

Yes, sir?

“Let Mister ShinRa borrow your sword.” he muttered lowly, turning and drawing Masa, the distance between them let maybe a foot from the tip of the blade to Rufus' face. “Lets make your father proud then.

banoraunderground-deactivated20

" You’re to blame. I was a model quiet student before you two. You bring out the worst in me."

”One cannot corrupt the incorruptible. We only helped to reveal your true colors.”