Starter for Sephiroth

[galeforcetempest]

Near the edge of a forest, a violent tornado suddenly forms from nothing. The phenomenon ends, and Goenitz is left standing in that spot, blue eyes glancing around as if he were looking for something.

He spots another man in the distance by the cliffside, calmly approaching with heavy footsteps. A dangerous smirk graces his lips, finally deciding to speak.

"Just as the rumors stated, you are a difficult man to find."

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[galeforcetempest]

"I see nothing wrong with amassing as much power as you can. I prefer guaranteed success over anything else."

Goenitz smirks in return.

"Thank you for your kind words, Sephiroth. Watching you fight is quite the spectacle."

[onewingangel]

"I will say I haven't had a thrill like that in some time..." Although his tone kept its flat timber.

[galeforcetempest]

"The feeling is quite mutual... I've had plenty of battles over the years, but... I haven't felt that excited before."

Goenitz clears his throat, attempting to remain somewhat proper despite the damage he's taken.

"I'd like to learn more about you. Such as where you learned to fight and the source of such power... Perhaps over dinner?"

[onewingangel]

A blink.

He'd be taken back some. The other man still rather forward...which he appreciated.

A hand raised to cast cura over the both of them. Although he was regenerating already, this hastened it some. Both men temporarily glowing before the spell dissipated

[galeforcetempest]

Goenitz raises an eyebrow as the aura was casted over them, feeling his wounds slowly starting to close. He looks towards Sephiroth again, lips forming a smirk at the man's ability.

"Here I was assuming that I was testing you... You were never in any danger, were you?"

[onewingangel]

An almost impish grin casted across his face briefly.

"Something like that" a blunt statement before he stepped forward, long hair billowing about his form before resting behind his shoulder.

[galeforcetempest]

Clearly impressed, Goenitz closes his eyes with a grin of his own.

"I'm becoming quite fascinated by you, Sephiroth. I look forward to learning more about you. Shall we?"

He gives a formal bow.

[onewingangel]

"I believe we still have much to discuss..." a nod and he'd set out with the other man.

[galeforcetempest]

"Indeed we do... There is a town not too far from here that serves excellent Italian cuisine."

He surrounds himself with a tornado as they walk, the winds soon dissipating to reveal fully repaired robes. He resumes walking to keep pace with Sephiroth.

[onewingangel]

"I see...Tell me again, how did you come to find my whereabouts?" His voice remaining calme in tone as they walk on.

Not many had information on him. Several saying he had perished.

[galeforcetempest]

"Several musings about the 'One Winged Angel' reached my ears during my travels. Tales of a man who could command the elements as well as magic that surpasses anything that a mere human could muster."

Goenitz closes his eyes as they walk, opening them afterwards to look towards Sephiroth.

"Asking a few of the locals under the guise of following a soul I wished to 'save' made tracking you down a simple task. Once I began to sense your overwhelming power, I knew I was close."

[onewingangel]

Eventually the town in question was ahead of them. Sephiroth listened with a bit of a chuckle.

"Ah yes...some look upon me as some sort of mythical beast. Hilarious how some urban legends come to be" His tone mildly smug

[galeforcetempest]

"Especially when you know who the real legends are... The ones who earned their place in history. Rather than through heresy."

Upon entering the town, the duo get a few glances from the local townsfolk. Goenitz offers a polite wave as they pass, seemingly easing any possible tension.

[onewingangel]

"That's always the thing, isn't it?" He would quip lightly.

Rumors were always easier to spread. Lies...petty little first that turn into something more.

His blue eyes keep their forward glance despite being aware of some of the faintly uneasy expressions of those around them.

[galeforcetempest]

"Indeed. But now that I have experienced the legend first hand, I'd like to know quite a bit more."

They finally arrive at a quaint restaurant. A quiet atmosphere with an outdoor dining area. The owner nervously steps out to greet the pair, and Goenitz gives a surprisingly warm response as they're led to a table not far from the entrance.

He's pretty well versed in maintaining facades, after all.

[onewingangel]

"Hah. I'm sure" a short quip. Long hair swept back with his hand.

Sephiroth was keeping his usual piercing gaze as a default. Both men equally imposing, although they seemed a bit more relieved when Goenitz spoke up.

[galeforcetempest]

After they're seated, Goenitz takes out a pair of reading glasses to put on. He picks up a menu to look over their choices.

"So, tell me. Is 'Sephiroth' your real name? Or is it an alias that you've created? It has a... Majestic sound to it."

[onewingangel]

He'd do the same, though keeping it lowered to easily peer at the other man.

"It's my actual name..." He'd reply softly. A smirk at his comment.

"It does have that...whimsical tone, doesn't it? Haha..."

[galeforcetempest]

"Whimsical... Yes. It does have a regal feeling as well. Quite admirable, in fact."

He peers over his menu to keep his attention on Sephiroth.

"The elements heed your command, even without the influence of a higher being... How do you do it?"

[onewingangel]

"It's something I was...born to do" Sephiroth replied with a mildly dismissive shake of his head.

"I was bread to be the ultimate being, or...weapon depending on how you look at things."

[galeforcetempest]

"Hm... I can understand that. Human conceit has led to a creation that they can no longer control. Reminds me of man who carries the genes of one of my enemies..."

Thankfully, that man is much less experienced... Goenitz purses his lips, before they're approached for their orders.

"Ah, yes. The garlic mushroom pasta, please. A glass of red wine as well. Feel free to get whatever you'd like, Sephiroth. I will take care of it."

[onewingangel]

"Oh?" Thoughts would flit to his own rival a moment before he would go to order.

"I'll have the same" a slight nod in courtesy to the waiter, but also to his now...host for the day it seemed.

[galeforcetempest]

Once they were left alone, Goenitz eyes Sephiroth rather curiously.

"Ah, where are my manners? I've asked you so many things about yourself that I forgot to inform you of my own history. Is there anything you wish to know, Sephiroth?"

[onewingangel]

"You speech and your mannerisms are of someone blessed by the divine...Could you perhaps speak more upon that? I haven't seen anyone with your prowess in quite some time"

[galeforcetempest]

"Ah, yes. Well, I knew my calling at a rather young age. I devoted most of my life to serving my lord and even refining my... 'Craft'. Of course, one has to maintain appearances when blending in among the public. Surely you understand."