[there's that again, another word that he understands the meaning of, but just like the word reunion, cloud doesn't understand the context nor what befalls the word itself. he only watches as the masamune points towards him—like an open invitation rather than a threat. the way sephiroth speaks, like he's in control...]
[cloud bubbles with a sense of impotence.]
[moreso when the change in their surroundings and the appearance of the mt. nibel reactor looming over them, spreading over the horizon as it shifts in size, seeming to grow more and more, not just like a stain but like a threat, an emblem of catastrophe, of the point of no return. where everything changed.]
[and just as cloud is going to answer back masamune's beckoning with that of the sword at his back, a shockwave of pain pierces through his head; all his actions conflicted as the hand going for the hilt land instead on his head, eyes squeezing shut as he groans, knee hitting the ground. before the stairs of the reactor a scene unfolds, ghost-like figures of an infantryman, tifa and sephiroth; the infantryman defending tifa and falling unconscious—and another, a SOLDIER showing up, their facial features as if scratched out from a photograph. the voice distorted.]
[snapshots piercing right out of memory, or of his heart, as sephiroth had claimed.]
Hnn...
[the pain doesn't ease up, like a weight pulling him down.]
no subject
[there's that again, another word that he understands the meaning of, but just like the word reunion, cloud doesn't understand the context nor what befalls the word itself. he only watches as the masamune points towards him—like an open invitation rather than a threat. the way sephiroth speaks, like he's in control...]
[cloud bubbles with a sense of impotence.]
[moreso when the change in their surroundings and the appearance of the mt. nibel reactor looming over them, spreading over the horizon as it shifts in size, seeming to grow more and more, not just like a stain but like a threat, an emblem of catastrophe, of the point of no return. where everything changed.]
[and just as cloud is going to answer back masamune's beckoning with that of the sword at his back, a shockwave of pain pierces through his head; all his actions conflicted as the hand going for the hilt land instead on his head, eyes squeezing shut as he groans, knee hitting the ground. before the stairs of the reactor a scene unfolds, ghost-like figures of an infantryman, tifa and sephiroth; the infantryman defending tifa and falling unconscious—and another, a SOLDIER showing up, their facial features as if scratched out from a photograph. the voice distorted.]
[snapshots piercing right out of memory, or of his heart, as sephiroth had claimed.]
Hnn...
[the pain doesn't ease up, like a weight pulling him down.]