little 009 [video/action]

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[Following her adventure with Fela, Sephiroth decided to sail out to see if the ocean could be crossed. As it turns out, it could not be. After Sephiroth reached a certain point, she lost consciousness and awoke back on the shore, where her journey began. For her efforts, she was rewarded with a wildcard effect.

She is currently nine years old. More than that, she temporarily has only the memories of her nine year old self.

The silver-haired, green-eyed child is currently kneeling on the beach, wearing the white gown of a new arrival. The birds brought the garment for her because her usual clothes had become too large for her to wear. Her sword, pauldrons, and battle gear lie beside her on the sand. She remains still, as if waiting for something, though she has the slightly impatient air of someone who feels she has been waiting too long.

The Vine has wound its way toward her, and when it produces a mirror, she studies it curiously. It is something like a screen, and she needs to contact the researchers. She addresses it formally.]

Subject name Sephiroth.

I believe the intercom or the program may be malfunctioning. I have received no instructions, and the simulation is inactive. Please respond.

[[OOC: Sephiroth will be Tinyroth for the next 3 days, following which point all her memories will return. She will also retain her memories of her temporary second childhood.]]

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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Jessica is just going to sit here and gape for a few moments.]

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[The ocean behind her is still steaming and roiling. Sephiroth looks a bit tired. She isn't supposed to do so much at once at her age. Older Sephiroth would be mortified by this childish display.]

That would easily kill anything within the blast radius.

[The angel flies around looking grave and surveying her surroundings, as if watching over Sephiroth.]

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Good, now Sephiroth can be the one feeling embarrassed for once! Jessica's gradually recovering from HOLY SHIT, curious about the angel.]

Well, I don't know if I'd be wanting that in an army... you'd kill all your, uh, guys. Troops.

Which part doesn't usually happen? That was all pretty unbelievable for me.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[So embarrassed and annoyed. Not that she would show it.]

[Sephiroth frowns, affronted, folding her arms.] I would not strike my own men with my attacks. I can control them.

[She nods toward the angel.] This usually does not remain.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Darn you, woman of eternal lineface!]

You could seriously target all that stuff to hit only the bad guys? [She's not sure she believes it. Then again, Sephiroth's already blown away her perceptions of what's possible, so...]

Huh. Might be this place messing with your, um, powers. That happens a lot, usually with pretty things like that. They're kind of predisposed in that direction.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[Well, she might show it by being EVEN MORE LINEFACED. She's not going to be happy, that's for sure.]

Yes, of course. [Tinyroth is still slightly affronted, though she is mollified by the fact that Jessica seems impressed.] My demonstration was amplified for effect. I am usually asked to focus on a single opponent, to practice my control.

[The angel flies back to her and pulls gently at her hair. Sephiroth touches it experimentally with a fingertip.] That is interesting. It is solid. It feels warm.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Thank goodness for small favors... [Jessica is mildly terrified at the thought of a child with that level of power without control.]

[ffff so cute.] Never get to touch it before?

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

It has been years since I was responsible for a casualty. [So there, Jessica.]

Usually it dissipates at once. It is simply a concentration of energy, part of the attack.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Really? That's a pretty good track record, then. I'm assuming you're not counting monsters and all.

Is that so? Looks a little like you.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

My restraint is much improved. [She nods.] I only kill monsters and simulated opponents. Simulated opponents simulate death, if damaged enough. It is like real killing, only no one is hurt.

It does? [Sephiroth examines the angel more closely.] Yes, it does. It is made from my energy, so that is not surprising.

[All that demonstrating was a lot of work.] Is there anything to eat here?

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

That still sounds kind of creepy, though. I wouldn't want to kill someone, even if they only looked like a person. [Monsters are OK]

Yeah. You'll probably want the apple trees in the orchard. The cats can show you there, too.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

It's quite easy to kill someone. [She doesn't understand what Jessica means by it being "creepy". Yet although in part, she is genetically predisposed to kill everything, she is primarily human and well-trained.] Though it is not necessary, and should not be done unless they are hostile.

Apples? [They hold no particular appeal to her, and she doesn't seem pleased by this.] Is there only fruit to eat?

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[That may be one of the creepiest things she's ever heard.]

Oh, my mistake. Uhhh... let's see, there's stuff you can hunt, if you feel like it. And the Necessities usually have food, but you'd have to make it yourself.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[Sephiroth is oblivious to any creepiness on her part. The researchers in the lab take it for granted that she should be good at killing, and she has not yet met any of the people who will inform her about "morals" and "honor".]

So I can kill animals, but not people?

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, pretty much. I think you're only supposed to kill certain animals, though just about all of the ones you shouldn't kill, I don't think anyone would be eating, anyhow.

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[She nods.] Typical prey animals. I will be careful.

Perhaps I should meet you at the ruins first, and then eat.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Whatever you want to do. I'm not exactly on a schedule or anything, and I'll need a few minutes to grab those books.

We could do a picnic lunch, even. [She's not totally serious about that. Sephiroth does not seem like a picnic sort of person.]

[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

Then I will find a cat and meet you at the ruins. I am sure I'll be able to occupy myself until you arrive. [All this going places on her own is so novel and entertaining.]

A picnic? [She is familiar with the term, but she has never been involved in a picnic. She is willing to try something new, and the professor would not ordinarily allow her to do something of that kind.] All right.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[blink] Well, OK. I'll meet you there.

[Oh, if only this were grownup Sephiroth. WAIT NO THAT WOULD BE AWKWARD. MORESO.]

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[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

[To make things easier, let's say that Sephiroth met up with Reeve and dropped off her gear before making her way to the ruins. She is now dressed in a mini version of her usual clothes (with a mini Masamune, of course), because she thought they were cool.

She is hopping around the ruins, investigating them curiously.]

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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Easier and cuter. Jessica does not know how to feel about this, beyond slightly awkward warm fuzzies.]

No real evidence of what they were. I'm guessing storage, but... hard to say.

[She comes bearing a blanket, snacks, and several books of various age levels (because she's not totally sure what reading level Tinyroth is at).]

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[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

I've read about ruins in my world, of the civilization of an extinct race commonly known as the Ancients. But I have never had the opportunity to study them.

[She looks over the ruins thoughtfully.] They could also have been lodgings. They do not look as if they served a religious purpose, but perhaps.

[Sephiroth is interested in both snacks and books, and she approaches Jessica much more quickly than an average child could.] What have you brought?

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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Extinct race, huh? Sounds interesting.

Could be both, too. Since there's not a lot of decoration and all, it's really hard to tell.

Whoa. [Not quite as jumpy as with SEPHIROTH OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE, but she's still not used to that.] Uhh, some chips and fruit cups, Sprite, and the books. There's one about our solar system, a thing on animals, and this one about machines (http://www.amazon.com/Way-Things-Work-David-Macaulay/dp/0590429892/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1306701408&sr=8-2). They're a little out of date, but mostly solid information.

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[no-hometown.livejournal.com]

Their proper name was the Cetra. Not much is known about them, but they were said to be quite powerful.

Yes, the style of architecture seems to have been simple. Likely not an advanced society.

I'll eat first, then look at the books. [Tinyroth knows what she wants.]

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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Cetra. I'll have to ask you about them later. [For now she'll spread out the blanket and set up everything. Books and masonry chunks make good improvised blanketweights.]

Probably not, no. No rebar or anything.

Works for me.

[She picks off bits of sandwich crust to toss to the everpresent birds.]