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paixaorpg2008-07-10 10:12 pm
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Of Ninjas and Underhanded Tactics
Character(s): Sephiroth, Konan, Zetsu
Content: A meeting that changes everything
Setting: Near Niflheim gate
Time: Late afternoon
Warnings: The beginnings of subterfuge. =D
All was not well within the city. That much was obvious to anyone who read the message boards or the journals.
It was a clear day, not an unusual occurrence in Paixao. The sun smiled overhead as it always did, and what few clouds there were, were the white and fluffy variety. Entirely normal... for Paixao.
The people, however, were anything but. The formerly bright and happy people were anything but, it seemed, and they had every right to be frightened or angry. Someone had killed their mayor, after all. All the evidence pointed to Organization XIII. All of it, from murder to subterfuge to kidnapping and torture. All for no readily apparent reason.
Sephiroth stood about a block from the gate, leaning against a light post as he observed the comings and goings, trying to figure out the best way of breaching that gate, preferably one that would not leave a crowd of dead bodies in his wake.
Content: A meeting that changes everything
Setting: Near Niflheim gate
Time: Late afternoon
Warnings: The beginnings of subterfuge. =D
All was not well within the city. That much was obvious to anyone who read the message boards or the journals.
It was a clear day, not an unusual occurrence in Paixao. The sun smiled overhead as it always did, and what few clouds there were, were the white and fluffy variety. Entirely normal... for Paixao.
The people, however, were anything but. The formerly bright and happy people were anything but, it seemed, and they had every right to be frightened or angry. Someone had killed their mayor, after all. All the evidence pointed to Organization XIII. All of it, from murder to subterfuge to kidnapping and torture. All for no readily apparent reason.
Sephiroth stood about a block from the gate, leaning against a light post as he observed the comings and goings, trying to figure out the best way of breaching that gate, preferably one that would not leave a crowd of dead bodies in his wake.
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Having temporarily removed her Akatsuki robe in favor of a white dress, she was planning on doing a bit of exploration, and perhaps trying to gather information from the visitors here. The citizens were of little use, it seemed.
She decided the best place to start would be at one of the gates, and so, bringing Zetsu along for company, and because between the two of them they were very unlikely to miss any bit of information, she moved quickly, scanning the crowd for anyone interesting.
The tall, silver-haired man certainly caught her attention. She watched him a moment, curiously, and then approached him. Certainly this was no citizen.
"Hello," she said with a small smile. "Are you waiting for someone?"