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Who: Galaxia and YOU [open]
Where: A Tavern in Aldrip
What: Drinking. Probably.
Warnings: None right now.

[It's been an interesting time since she's arrived on this world. Such a wide variety of people all gathered in one place. It's unusual -- much like some of the people here -- to find so many different types gathered together.

Though this whole chosen nonsense no doubt has something to do with it. She's a chosen person all right, but the whole deal with this world is something she doesn't particularly right. She doesn't trust it. (She doesn't trust anything).

That's partially the reason she's here, sitting at a table within a Tavern. People talk in these kinds of places. Sometimes they say things that are useful. Maybe she'll learn more about the world and its secrets here. It's worth a shot anyway.

The problem is it's also full of people who see her as someone to bother. She has no real interest in befriending any of the people. She just wants information. Drinking does help with dealing with some of it. And she's built up a nice little collection of glasses in front of her.

Of course she won't even bother to look at most who might decide to approach as her drink is far more important.]

Not interested.

[That's all she'll say.]

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[iravehementi]

[In this case the "person" approaching the table is more of a swirl of curious energy that looms over her.

A disembodied voice speaks, landing directly on Galaxia's ears from the air itself.]

The mighty conqueror drinks alone.

[superstring]

[Oh, she knows that voice. She can't tell if it's mocking or not, but given their last interaction, probably. She looks up to --

Nothing. Well, something. But no one is actually standing there. That's interesting. She didn't know he had that kind of power.]

I find my own company is far preferable to the masses. So are you intending to join or just continue to hide?

[Not that she was really inviting him, but either sit down and join her Sephiroth or stop looming as a disembodied voice.]

[iravehementi]

[Shadows surge around the chair opposite her then finally settle as they manifest into Sephiroth's form.

He smiles at her with an expression that might be almost charming if worn by any other face.]

If I am being invited... I take it I am not "the masses" then?

[As he speaks, he sits back, gently kicking one long leg across the knee of the other.]

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[Well, well. There he is. She gives him a look, and its really hard not to scoff. She'll refrain if only because she figures thats the reaction he wants.]

You don't have to be human to be among those who foolishly gather together. But you also don't seem like that type to do so.

[Though that doesn't really answer his question. She actually doesn't really have an answer yet. Sure she pretty much groups everyone else the same, but he's odd enough to throw that off.]

[iravehementi]

Is that so?

[He blows out a breathy sound, almost a laugh.]

I actually have a very...important gathering to attend to.

[Although his plans for the Reunion have been mostly shattered by coming to Expiation. Frustrating, he thinks, but a cunning man can form other plans. If he devours whatever brought him here he's sure he can shift himself home again.

In the dim light of the tavern his eyes nearly sparkle as he thinks about it, then he dips his chin slightly, obscuring his face behind his hair.]

I will return to it, one day.

[Another patron brushes past him, loses her footing, and grips the back of his chair to steady herself. She doesn't seem to be aware of his presence.]

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[While her eyes briefly snap to the person who trips, she says nothing about the way she doesn't seem to even notice he's there. Galaxia takes note of it. But for now she won't comment. Not on that at least.]

After you break free of this world.

[She's thought about that too. Finding a way to leave, but in the back of her mind she also knows she doesn't really have a place to return to. Not really. She has to find that for herself, again. She will. Eventually.]

If you can.

[She'll add that part just because.]

[iravehementi]

There is a way.

[That is a simple fact, as far as he's concerned.]

And I will find it.

[Although it may involve everyone on this planet dying horribly, possibly even himself. He doesn't mind dying as long as he can cling to his own existence afterward.]

Until then, I intend to make use of my time here.

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Making use of your time like you are now?

[He's arrogant. She can see that. She has no real room to talk. But she has power to back that up, does he?

Maybe she'll poke at him more just to see, just to satisfy her own curiosity.]

Where are you really?

[iravehementi]

Far away.

[He grins, though it never reaches his eyes.]

But that does not prevent me from exploring the city.

[aintyourdad]

Good, neither am I.

[ Finally, someone who doesn't want to chatter about useless shit. It's a relief, which is why Joel sits down across from her with his own drink. ]

You're new.

[ It's a statement, not a question. He frequents this bar, has since he first arrived. He knows the faces at least of most of the Chosen, certainly those who also spend time here. ]

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How far?

[He's going to be one of those types who is possibly anywhere and everywhere isn't he? She imagines for some that might be a serious problem.]

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[What part of 'not interested' do men not understand??? Her eyes flicker up at him as he dares to sit down. At least he brought his own drink and isn't trying to touch her's.]

I suppose so, since I haven't been here before.

[And he's stating the obvious.]

Why? Is that not allowed?

[iravehementi]

[The grin widens and he regards her with a slow, deliberate blink.]

Does it matter? Are you planning to come to me for a face-to-face chat?

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[Galaxia leans forward on the table.]

Curious to how far your power reaches. If I wanted to find you, I would.

[iravehementi]

[Sephiroth leans back as she leans forward, not out of fear but out of an instinctive need to keep his head higher than hers, to display dominance.]

Really? Then come.

Find me.

[superstring]

[This time, she's the one who smiles. A challenge. She likes that.]

Are you sure?

[She actually doesn't wait for him to answer. Her form simply distorts and vanishes completely startling someone who just happened to be walking by. The poor soul even drops their drink.

Galaxia on the other hand fades into view within Lorentia Cave. Not directly beside Sephiroth or anything, but within the vicinity of the cave. Funny enough were he less powerful, he wouldn't be as easy to find. Those with power and strong wills have brighter lights than regular humans. Not so easily lost among regular people.

In other words, Sephiroth is weird enough to stand out.]

[iravehementi]

[Sephiroth arches a brow as she vanishes then immediately feels something in his cave. He focuses inward, collapsing down into the depths of his own soul, swirling through the tether that binds the projection to his actual body.

Within the Chrysalis he stirs as if trying to wake from a dream. His eyes open and he looks into empty space.

There.

Beyond the walls of his lair. She's here. He has to admit he's impressed, but he can't will himself to move yet. Usually, he comes out of his deep meditations more gently.

Until he properly awakens someone else will have to greet his guest.

The Hypostyle Hall where Galaxia manifests is dark as pitch until fire suddenly gathers above, illuminating the walls and the scaled chest and shoulders of a dragon. A dragon clearly intent on turning her into ashes.]

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[The dragon that lives within this cave. She remembers that from when she first came here. Her eyes trail up towards the light -- the fire threatening to rain down upon her.]

I'm not here for you.

[Any fire from the dragon will meet against an invisible barrier. She really didn't come here to deal with some creature who is either upset that she's here or is wanting to eat her. Or both. Probably both.

Not that she turns away from challenges, but animals are pretty below her as far as power goes (we won't get into the wolf she slaughtered just to piss off Noel, that doesn't count). If it continues to attack, she'll certainly blast the thing away. Or impale it on one of the spikey rocks.]

[iravehementi]

[The churning flames rise up and reflect against the leathery shape of looming wings.

Then, a deep voice booms out, echoing off the walls in the darkness.]

Leave her.

[There is a noticeable hesitation in the dragon, as if it is fighting a battle within its mind, then the flames dwindle back down into its throat. There is a scraping sound of claws as it walks away from Galaxia.

Sephiroth is standing at the mouth of the tunnel leading down into his chambers bootless, shirtless, and still feeling slightly out of touch with his own body. He doesn't bother to illuminate the cave, but he can still pinpoint Galaxia in the darkness.]

So. You found me.

[superstring]

[Ah, there he is. Calling off his pet. It isn't all that surprising. When she first met him, he seemed pretty interested in the thing.]

I told you, I could.

[She turns towards the direction of the voice. She can't see in the dark, but she can roughly tell which direction he is.]

Careful inviting a challenge if you aren't sure you'll like the answer.

[iravehementi]

Hm!

[A small chuckle.]

If I were offended by your presence I would have let the beast kill you.

Come.

[Saying that, he walks back down the tunnel into the Chrysalis.

If she follows him, she will find herself in a small chamber full of jagged crystals, including one big one rising up in the center. This chamber is illuminated with torches lit by dragon fire.]

[superstring]

It would have died before it ever came close.

[She's going to follow him all right. That's why she came here isn't it? No reason to turn back now.

The crystals in the chamber remind her of the star garden. Both beautiful in their own way. She walks over to one and places her hand on it.]

So this is where you spend your days?

[iravehementi]

Yes.

[He rubs at his bare chest as he watches her then gently settles himself back into a meditative position at the base of the biggest crystal.

As she walks around she'll see there is no furniture or decoration, but there is a metal box resting high up on two intersecting crystals. Whether it has been placed up there to honor it or to get it out of the way isn't clear. Sephiroth himself isn't too clear on it either.]

How did you find me so easily?

[superstring]

[She continues to walk along, fingers trailing against some of the crystals. And though she pauses for a moment at the sight of the box, she also says nothing about it.

His question draws her attention back, and she looks to him.]

All living things have a light inside them, a starseed. It is the essence of everything they are. Their thoughts, memories, power.

[She starts with this because it might be harder to explain without some context. That and she sometimes lore dumps for whatever reason.]

Everything.

[She takes some steps closer to where he sits.]

These lights vary. Some dim. Some bright. The more internal power a person holds, the brighter their shine. But generally they are fragile.

[She holds up a hand towards him, palm up. A light appears, looking vaguely like a crystal but also a little like a flame. This is only an illusion.]

This is a starseed.

[She closes her hand, reopening it to show a more solid crystal, that's glowing.]

Some starseeds are known as sailor crystals. Unlike those of humans, these lights do not fade. They are almost eternal.

[iravehementi]

[Sephiroth's feline gaze follows Galaxia as she speaks. He's never heard of a starseed but he thinks he can understand what she's saying.]

So....you followed the light of my soul?