Weapons and stuff. [Closed/Complete]

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Character(s): Hojo and Sephiroth
Content: Buh? Sephiroth?
Setting: In and around Folios, the weapon shop
Time: Saturday Afternoon
Warnings: None as of yet

Well, the city was just as large if not larger than it had looked from outside the gates. Hojo was starting to regret not taking the train, though he'd taken a look at the station and the machine looked anything but stable so he'd decided to take his chances on foot instead. He'd stashed his lab coat in his messenger bag in an attempt to look less conspicuous, though considering everyone in the town seemed to be dressed in Victorian style it was still difficult to bled in.

He stopped after a long while, thoroughly sick of walking. The city was gorgeous, though, he had to admit... even the grass sparkled, though he'd stopped to inspect it a while ago and discovered that it was completely synthetic. Somehow he hadn't been surprised.

Hojo found a bench near what looked like a weapon shop and he made a note to go check it out once he wasn't quite so sick of walking. For now, though, he just started digging through his bag, double-checking to make sure he hadn't broken anything when he landed that morning.

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Sephiroth's fist tightened still more on the fabric of Hojo's clothes, and a dark look spread across his features for a moment. Then, it was gone; replaced once more by a serene mask. He released the scientist roughly, pushing him backwards slightly as he did so, intending him to stumble.

The way in which Hojo was backing out of this was aggravating the silver-haired man. Either he was bluffing very accurately, or he really didn't recognise his protege. His clear eyes appraised the scientist carefully, lingering again on the difference in appearance. He did seem considerably younger than before.. Could it be that this was a previous incarnation of the person who would become that corrupt, twisted person he had known? He made his decision quickly and shrewdly.

"Never matter.." He said, one hand held palm up with the fingers spread as though in light conversation with a good friend or acquaintance. It wouldn't be good to let Hojo get away from him, for now. Sephiroth didn't know how much he knew, if he even knew why he came to be in this place. In any case, he was a possible threat left to his own devices. "You look lost.. Perhaps I should accompany you to your destination?" He asked, his genuine-looking smile appearing somehow.. wrong.. on his sharp features. "Being lost is akin to being vulnerable in a place such as this."

He honestly didn't know how Hojo would react to this proposal, but he didn't intend to let the scrawny scientist get away from him.

[walking-complex.livejournal.com]

Hojo did stumble, regaining his balance rather clumsily but still managing to do so before he fell over. "Uh, n-no, that's all right," he said, taking his bag and pulling out the odd square he'd been handed earlier. "I've got a map, I'm not lost." He held up the square quickly.

He really did want to get away from this person (http://s36.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3MGPR2DTBUI4K3PCIEYF3YIAEX) as fast as possible but he was wary of just turning and leaving, and rightfully so. He backed up a couple more steps, trying to at least put some distance between them.