<div class="floatright">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/finalfantasy2/images/9/9b/Sephiroth_Render_012.png/revision/latest?cb=20140310141446&amp;path-prefix=de)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_u">Sephiroth, One Winged Angel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237379.msg11693542#msg11693542)</span></span></span></strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img09.deviantart.net/9b9a/i/2010/237/0/1/ff7_logo_remake_by_and_reese.png)</div><strong>Location:</strong>Remote Execution Grounds;  Encaged and Shackled<br/><strong>Speaking To:</strong>Camp Master Rowark, All<br/><strong>Mentioning/Observing:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Music:</strong>Those Chosen by the Planet (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQrmuBW3Tok)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Trench, Modified 1st Class SOLDIER Uniform<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Masamune (Inhibited)<br/><hr/><strong>Summary:</strong>Sephiroth stands with an unshakable calmness while shackled and caged like an animal.  At the announcement of execution finally coming,  Sephiroth breaks his silence and attempts verbal goads, stalling tactics and discrete manipulation to all parties in proximity.<br/><hr/><br/>Three days worth of being a prisoner, treated like a beast by shackles quickly discerned as more than mundane and not a drip of cold sweat or any physical indication hinted towards concern over this fate;  Sephiroth simply stood in the center of his cage with only his head and eyes moving all this time.   An inscrutable expression of ice-cold impassiveness met an unnervingly calm stare which stayed on the Camp Master - Rowark was his name - until one of the slavers approached his cage to issue out food which he neither accepted or denied.  They were just scraps at his feet for the time being and the impression of inhuman status became more and more transparent as the days went on.  If any of his fellow prisoners gave him a glance,  they would be given a nod despite no visual acknowledgement of the gaze.  The man was perceptive and found the threat of execution seemingly empty.  Or perhaps he, like some of the others, silently resigned to this supposed fate and welcomed death in honor.<br/><br/>Whichever the case was, he was dressed in a flowing black, leather trench that billowed freely as the lower hem caught the wind of the morning air.  Matching this was his silken, silver hair that also billowed as if fine gossamer which only brought a contrasting attentiveness to the cat-like, green eyes in the center of darkened eyes.  His winter-pale skin became nearly translucent in the wake of dawn, highlighting the eastern half of his outline and bringing notice to the metallic buckles of his chest straps which only covered the exposed pectoral musculature to a minimum degree.  His appearance matched his proper, almost aristocratic posture.  It was regal but militantly regimented to suggest the background of military service of some kind.  Those that could identify him as the One Winged Angel would understand why he was here.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Why is he being Excuted?</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11113/111130081/3560875-1675106202-29895.jpg)</div>Since he awoke cocooned in crystalline Materia, Sephiroth had reflected on the chain of events leading to that moment.  All of it brought questions but he understood that he had been drifting in Gaia's Lifestream for an indeterminable amount of time and it left him a changed man in some respects.  The friends he had were no longer alive, or so it seemed, and with the absence of what he was familiar about SOLDIER and Shinra Electric Company he felt uneven though he didn't show it.  Naturally, the company immediately understood who he was and they welcomed him with both welcome arms and notable fear;  he was, after all, the most powerful SOLDIER 1st Class to ever grace the military and was for all intents and purposes a war hero in the wake of the Wutai War.  However, his discovery of Shinra being led by a money-hungry President that used Shinra's power to make the company feared was not taken lightly, reminding him of his thoughts of defection predating his 'death'.  He answered not to these pretenders of SOLDIER and once they attempted to force him, he quickly reminded them the folly of that decision marking himself an enemy of the world.<br/><br/>Many of his fellow SOLDIER, still loyal to the company's former alignment but silent to avoid the risk of death or experimentation, joined Sephiroth in his rebellion.  Under him, they were successful in liberating Sector 7 of Midgar from Shinra control and fought off wave after wave of opposition while consolidating resources and gathering intelligence.  Each battle with Shinra brought more and more to light:  history of the Dynasty and the evidence of means of travel to and from other worlds became known to Sephiroth and his men and they had a new objective.  The next battle with Shinra would prove to be disastrous, however, and cost Sephiroth a few quality men but the toll of civilian casualty outweighed that loss substantially.  Shinra's new sense of fear-instilling was inhumane, he noted, sacrificing the entirety of Sector 7 to squash the rebellion and take with it any and all individuals above or below.  His retribution was quickly carried out and they fought through Shinra's Mako-Reactor 1 to find the [Portal] Materia.  Ushering his men out first, Sephiroth ensured they would not be followed by destroying the Reactor just before moving through the portal and was introduced to a new world - Olympus.<br/><br/>The rest is history.  Sephiroth domineered his men, gaining and losing many along the way, through various worlds under the Dynasty's empire.  His actions at Midgar reached the Universe's ears and at long last, they managed to corner him and lay waste to his rebellion leaving only him alive to answer for the crimes of terrorism, conspiracy against Midgar and inciting public chaos in the Dynasty.  His actions spread like wildfire, further encouraging many of the already liberal-thinking associations and individuals throughout the Universe until three days ago where he seemingly vanished and wasn't put on public display to make an example.  It seems they wanted him taken out discretely alongside the face of many other individuals who each had their own stories to tell.  Stories that Sephiroth made a note, if they survived, to learn.</div></div><br/><br/>At long last, the day of execution was at hand and Sephiroth's diligent observation of Rowark witnessed the man's third rise in morning before barking out orders to his groggy men.  For whatever reason, the Camp Master's words finally broke his impassive expression.  The right tip of his lips twitched into a discrete smirk, smug and confident and his silence broke right after.<em>"Loyalty to your Empress is an endearing trait you have, Rowark.  Quite the contrast to the more unpleasant ones you have, numerous as they may be."</em>His deep, husky voice boomed out from within his cage yet it carried with it undeniable power and presence.<em>"On behalf of the men I lost leading to this moment, I want to thank you for being the hand to reunite me with the fallen and wish you well in the future.  You deserve it but if I may, I pose a question to you."</em>A pause followed, allowing only enough time for Rowark to either acknowledge his speech or choose to ignore it.  He had many reasons for it, namely the rationale that if he was the first to speak and goad things, he would be the first taken from his cage which would spare the others, namely the women who have faced detestable acts of perversion over the recent days, more time.  In either outcome, acknowledged or ignored, he followed up following the fleeting pause.<em>"Why would they trust a band of ruffians in a remote location with known traitors and prisoners of war who have proven dangerous?  Do the shackles we wear give you the confidence to face us without the thought of reprisal?  It just doesn't seem logically sound or perhaps the days of famine have left me delirious to what's in front of me.  I'm truly not sure and maybe the others don't find my rationale grounded."</em><br/><br/>The time to begin plotting, stalling and seeking salvation from this fate was at hand and if his observations and assumptions were correct, the necessity to act was now.  Rowark seemed at first glance to be a simple ruffian leading other ruffians but he had enough commanding presence to lead.  The compliment of warrior's pride followed by the installment of consideration of his men's safety would either seem a challenge or the parting words of wisdom from one accomplished soldier to the other.  If he was half the man Sephiroth gave him credit for, it should be taken into consideration or Rowark would prove to the others that these men were really simple barbarians following the orders of another.  If it were the latter, then perhaps his fellow prisoners - his current kinsmen - would reach further into the resolve they undoubtedly possessed and await the opportunity to strike.