"Possibly. Vincent and I couldn't be the only ones..."
Did Sephiroth really count? Cloud wasn't entirely sure of that. Sephiroth was alive now and he survived whatever Hojo put him through. However was he really caged? That was the part that Cloud didn't know. He wasn't sure he was ready to ask, to talk about a man that had screwed so many people over.
Besides, Sephiroth wasn't wrong. It was impossible to say how things might have played out. Dwelling on them didn't really do anyone any good.
"So think of that when you go back to sleep. Not about the 'what ifs,' but of chances to make things right."
Sephiroth definitely felt the same, that there must be others. He had certainly been a victim, but he wouldn't think of himself as the same as those who had been unable to leave unless they broke out.
"I'll do that."
He settled back into the couch and repositioned the wing as a blanket. He really hadn't expected to fall asleep again, but somehow he did.
This time he stayed asleep longer. But at one point there was a flash of light and suddenly he was laying there in a version of his Safer form, but with his legs and both arms intact and no giant halos in the way. The wings were purple in this version, most of them hanging all around his waist. The larger wing on his shoulder slipped away from his chest, followed by his right arm hanging off the couch to the floor. He was still sound asleep, apparently unaware that he had transformed in his sleep.
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Date: 2024-11-05 04:43 am (UTC)Did Sephiroth really count? Cloud wasn't entirely sure of that. Sephiroth was alive now and he survived whatever Hojo put him through. However was he really caged? That was the part that Cloud didn't know. He wasn't sure he was ready to ask, to talk about a man that had screwed so many people over.
Besides, Sephiroth wasn't wrong. It was impossible to say how things might have played out. Dwelling on them didn't really do anyone any good.
"So think of that when you go back to sleep. Not about the 'what ifs,' but of chances to make things right."
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Date: 2024-11-05 05:06 am (UTC)"I'll do that."
He settled back into the couch and repositioned the wing as a blanket. He really hadn't expected to fall asleep again, but somehow he did.
This time he stayed asleep longer. But at one point there was a flash of light and suddenly he was laying there in a version of his Safer form, but with his legs and both arms intact and no giant halos in the way. The wings were purple in this version, most of them hanging all around his waist. The larger wing on his shoulder slipped away from his chest, followed by his right arm hanging off the couch to the floor. He was still sound asleep, apparently unaware that he had transformed in his sleep.