Who; Vincent Valentine, Anyone nearbyWhere; Nibelheim; entranceWhen; Late afternoonNotes; 'cause everyone else is doing it. :3
Sephiroth had to let out a little chuckle as he saw it ahead and below. Nibelheim. That little town where it all began. It depended on your point of view really.For Sephiroth he couldn't help but feel he had gained everything from that fortunate series of events. How much power, how much knowledge had he obtained because of it? Had he not been assigned to check the Reactor in that town along with Zax and the grunt Cloud... On one hand yes, he had become nearly immortal due to those series of events, though the humiliation he suffered at the hands of Cloud; that was something he could never forgive. He landed softly outside the gate looking into the town. Oh how carefree they seemed; playing in the street as they did. Perhaps he should make them experience the same spiteful, vengeful Sephiroth of years ago. A devilish grin played upon his face at that thought.He walked into town calmly with a demeanor only he and a few others were capable of. Such confidence and calmness wrapped into one sleek black and silver column that almost glided with his steps. He hoped someone would recognize him, scream Sephiroth!? and begin the panic, alas no voice spoke out, no cries of fear. Oh well. There would be in a few moments regardless.As he looked around, thinking where and how he could announce his return the most efficiently, he caught the blood red cloak of someone familiar.'Ah... that man. Interesting.' he thought to himself as he strode up right beside him and looked at the children before turning his gaze to Vincent with a smile, that would have been sincere had his eyes not had the ominous glow of one soaked in Mako and Jenova, who's only desire was to turn the whole planet into a wasteland and use it to 'cruise the cosmos' until he found another place he could destroy, literally as an inverse Cetra.
The same shudder that had gone through him at the time of Meteorfall, when he had pretty much suspected that Hojo was still living, returned in the form of a strong chill when Sephiroth first made his presence apparent. However, he didn't react otherwise, maintaining his own composure.. was it his paranoia, or was it really Jenova.. he wasn't certain.However, it was only when he felt that enigmatic presence come up beside him, that Vincent kept his composure, and once the children had run off, he slowly stood, turning an expressionless look onto the man he had helped kill.It was truly strange how things were now. Here he was, the son of the woman he loved, and yet, despite all his evils, despite his -father's- evils, Vincent couldn't find it in his heart to hate him. Not only that, while hewas supposed to be dead, here he was, standing before him, as though they were two companions meeting after a long time.Which was why, even as the enigmatic man smiled at him with that mad light in his eyes, Vincent didn't look too troubled. He merely took a step back, observing him calmly, not even moving to grab his weapon or any such sudden reactions."Sephiroth." he greeted calmly. Better that than create any unnecessary drama. "It's you.. isn't it?"
Sephiroths sincere smile twisted into something of malicious nature as his eyes narrowed coldly."As you can see, I do indeed stand before you. Your planet, that you wished so desperately to protect felt it right to allow me to exist in the flesh once more." He said coyly, almost mocking all of the man's effort up to this moment."As I exist, so do my remnants. Those three you fought against. I can feel them. And those few with Jenova's essence entwined in their soul. I still have many things to finish you see." Sephiroth didn't need to tell Vincent these things, but emphasizing his powers seemed appropriate givin the fact that there was nothing Vincent could do without starting a fight that Sephiroth would see involved the whole town, one way or another.
The amusing part about this was that while Sephiroth was indeed their enemy, to Vincent, he was still Lucrecia's son. Lucrecia's son who he had ultimately punished for what he did to the planet. And now, he was standing before him, and for the sake of the children and innocents that had repopulated this place and made it their home and sanctuary, he could not, would not move to harm him.Vincent didn't want to create a scene. So, as calm as he could make himself appear, he gave the other a look of mild interest, then nodded."So it would seem." he replied quietly, as though Sephiroth had just spoken of the weather and how pleasant it was.His eyes however, quietly relayed to the other man. 'Not here' they said, and he hoped the other would catch it."Then why tell me? When I will be amongst those who will ultimately stop you?" he asked quietly.
At Vinent's words Sephiroth couldn't help but let out a hearty, but dark laugh. "I don't think I'll need to worry about that. You barely managed to stop me before, and I'm more powerful than I was then. And I'll be more powerful once I find those three." He said, his emerald mako embued eyes glimmering at the thought. "And you shou..." Sephiroth stopped uncharacteristically as his eyes narrowed somewhat, his head turning towards Midgar. He said nothing for a few moments and just looked in the direction of the ruined capital.
Sephiroth looked back to Vincent."As fun as cutting the limbs from your useless torso would be and how much I'd enjoy watching to writhe, I'll be taking my leave. Something more... interesting has come up." He said with a most malicious smile before levitating and speeding off toward the capital.