http://no-hometown.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] no-hometown.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] queenofheartsrp2011-07-21 09:35 pm

011 Sister [video]

[The Vine opens on a setting that is uncharacteristic of the Gardens. It appears to be a dimly lit laboratory. The walls are pale gray, with dark screens that flicker with green, displaying data that may or may not be meaningless. There is a low humming, from the lights or machinery. In the background, there is another sound--faint, but sharper and more disturbing: that of someone screaming.

The Vine is not here by accident or by its own design. It has been summoned by its friend Sephiroth, and it displays her helpfully, on command. In the gloom, the woman seems paler, and her glowing eyes brighter.]


A person has arrived here who has some connection with me. I have temporarily detained her, as it seemed likely she might be a danger to herself or the others here. I will release her as soon as I am satisfied that she is not.

[Yet this is not a purely informative transmission. There is another reason for it.] If there is anyone present who has experience in dealing with the mentally disturbed, I would appreciate your assistance.

[identity profile] urbanwonderland.livejournal.com 2011-07-23 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
[It's quiet, but there is a certain tension in the air. Reeve smiles at Sephiroth's response.]

All right then, I'll just give this a once over-- I can do that from here, no worries.

[Reeve opens a panel close by the door and taps at the display that's revealed behind it. She keeps her eyes on her work, but she can't help it, she does like to know things.

Is-- the situation upstairs, is it the sort of thing that might be considered dangerous?
I am curious, I admit-- but I promise not to pry. Too much.

[identity profile] urbanwonderland.livejournal.com 2011-07-31 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[After a few long moments, Reeve nods-- then turns towards Sephiroth.]

Well, of course you wouldn't. [She smiles. She does enjoy prying.]
I understand.

I think that should do it, honestly. Not too much to calibrate-- all settings are now at their maximum.
When you do want to talk about it, you know where I live. As they say.
[Reeve smiles, reaching out without looking to brush her knuckles against the back of Sephiroth's hand.]

[identity profile] urbanwonderland.livejournal.com 2011-08-03 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sephiroth's hands are large (also, lovely, with or without their customary gloves) and she lets her own hand rest loosely in the other woman's grip. Concerned, she makes a little movement, simple a folding together of fingers.]

Oh-- I had no idea. Of course-- and I can't understand it myself. It could be that she comes from an alternate timeline, as we've discussed.

Kadaj... what an unusual name.
[Reeve looks up at the woman, projecting a calm she doesn't entirely feel.]
I'm sure you're doing what you think is best-- for you both.

[identity profile] urbanwonderland.livejournal.com 2011-08-04 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Sephiroth's emotions are close to surface, she can glimpse them, hear hints of their power in the low voice. The tension there, the way Sephiroth closes the space between them-- she knows these things, understands them. She lifts a hand, fits her palm over the rise of Sephiroth's collar bone, slides it up against the curve of her throat. It's a touch that indicates support and comfort, but also desire.]

I understand. Do what you need to do. Sephiroth.