[Video] un: honoranddreams

[wingsofamonster]

[Before the feed starts up a dishevelled man drops down upon the bottom steps of a shrine to catch his breath. They'd attempted to explain matters to Angeal, which was all well and good, if he had been able to fully focus on what he was being told.

Now he sat. He ran a hand through his hair and looked over the metal case he'd been offered.

A communication device.

Time to reach out and touch somebody.

He flicked the device open and spent a minute or two looking over the buttons before he hit what he thought was the right one, and was pleased to see the screen light up. Angeal was pleased. Though his expression remained as grave as ever.]


Is this Heaven? Or Hell?


[A look around and a sound crackled, a heavy sigh that didn't translate well over the grainy image.]


Or something else...? [A pause. And then...] I am Angeal Hewley. And I don't belong here.


[He was supposed to be dead, after all. Now he could feel the cold stone of the stair under the seat of his pants. Could feel the cold breeze ruffling his hair, it tickled his cheek. A dead man shouldn't have been able to feel these things.

Angeal was very confused.]

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[silversoldier]

[ It was an interesting choice of words. That and the fact it was Angeal of all people loosened Sephiroth's lips on something he didn't usually talk about. ]

As do I.

[ Only so much worse. He had gone on to become that which Angeal and Genesis always feared of themselves. Sephiroth closed his eyes in a slow blink. ]

But we are here now.

[wingsofamonster]

[That earned Sephiroth a sharp look... followed by a quiet sigh.

So he wasn't the only one...?

Angeal nodded, accepting that without question. He was tempted to ask how or why, but that would come in time.]

You're right. We're here. Once I find a place of my own, maybe I'll be able to find some peace. Isn't that why we're here?

[silversoldier]

I think so. [ Pause. ] You can stay with us, if you want.

[ This was Sephiroth's very articulate invitation for Angeal to live with him and Aerith. He didn't have her approval yet and he would get it before this became more than a temporary thing, but somehow he already knew she would say yes.

He leaned a little more heavily against the back of the bench as he waited for a reply. ]

[wingsofamonster]

Us?

[Sephiroth has a roommate? Genesis? He supposed it wouldn't hurt if that was the case. Though he wondered if the three of them under one roof was a sustainable thing.]

[silversoldier]

Aerith. My fiancée.

[ Someone doesn't realize he's smiling or that the smile isn't entirely...wholesome. ]

[wingsofamonster]

... You know what a woman even is?

[To say he was shocked would be an understatement. Angeal had often wondered if Sephiroth had been in possession of a single hormone.

It was one thing to find out that yes, he did have hormones, to then find that he was apparently going to marry someone.]

Congratulations. I haven't missed the big day?

[silversoldier]

[ Sephiroth lets out an amused noise. ]

I didn't until I met her.

[ Not a hundred percent true, but it might as well be. ]

No, you'll have to dress up.

[ Is that...a joke? Yes and no, because Angeal is definitely going to be in Sephiroth's wedding party. ]

[wingsofamonster]

[He laughed, surprised that Sephiroth both new what girls were AND jokes.

Today got stranger and stranger. But this was a strangeness that he could accept. This was a change that was... wholesome, in a way. Sephiroth seemed to be genuinely happy. And for that Angeal was glad. And happy for him, too.]

Suit and tie? I'll even buy some shiny shoes.

[silversoldier]

[ If there was any doubt that Sephiroth had a sense of humor, he dispelled it with his next remark: ] Walk me down the aisle?

[ Although Sephiroth had been happy before, he was even moreso now that Angeal was here. His little family was now complete somehow.

Now all he had to do was protect it. ]