[fear grips him when he hears sephiroth first, and then feels his presence looming behind him. it's enough to strike cloud to stay still—the idea that if he holds his breath and doesn't move, he won't be prey to the predator that stalks him. the words that come are solemn, pushed away from the usual topic (himself), and it gives cloud the unfair expectation that he won't have to worry about any direct jabs.]
[but for some reason, words are evoked, from long lost memories. it only hurts his head to a lesser amount as he repeats them.]
SOLDIER is like den of monsters. Don't go inside.
[who...?]
[the vibrant green insides that glow from the pods start to bubble, quietly, as if tickled excited by their notice of them. darker green shadows pass over the round windows, indicating more, but nothing else comes from it. cloud feels himself called by the closest one, stepping over tubes and around them, placing a hand over the glass, much without thinking.]
[it's... familiar. mako, isn't it?]
I thought Hojo's lab was restricted.
[his hand curling into a fist, he brings it back down and turns to look at sephiroth.]
no subject
[but for some reason, words are evoked, from long lost memories. it only hurts his head to a lesser amount as he repeats them.]
SOLDIER is like den of monsters. Don't go inside.
[who...?]
[the vibrant green insides that glow from the pods start to bubble, quietly, as if tickled excited by their notice of them. darker green shadows pass over the round windows, indicating more, but nothing else comes from it. cloud feels himself called by the closest one, stepping over tubes and around them, placing a hand over the glass, much without thinking.]
[it's... familiar. mako, isn't it?]
I thought Hojo's lab was restricted.
[his hand curling into a fist, he brings it back down and turns to look at sephiroth.]