Old Enemies // Sephiroth and Tifa
Tifa stood rigid, hairs standing up on her neck. Her red eyes narrowed at the silver haired man that she despised so much. If she could find the will to make any movement or noise, she would have snarled at him. Her fists tightened, ready to defend herself.
“Sephiroth.” Tifa growled. “How dare you show your face here?”
His head moved slightly to the side while he watched as she struggled to keep herself under control. It was really quite the amusing sight and the edge of his lips curved up into a devious smile. "I see you are delighted to encounter me here but this is not something I wished for, if that serves as any consolation."
Sephiroth has never really liked the girl that much because she managed to ruin his plans by bringing Cloud to realize the truth of who he really is. But he doesn't particularly hate her either. His mind started considering different ideas on how he could have some fun with girl, maybe help him in learning more about this place somehow. Manipulation was something he was good at, after all. "I wonder... How is it that we are all here. I wonder if Cloud is also in this place." He let his voice hang suggestively.
