2-16-17: Minor edits done.
Challenge: Seph and the triplets tag-team torment Hojo, and make him have a nervous breakdown. From the ever so lovely, Dantesdarkqueen.
Hojo's paranoia had been prodded into full overdrive by a series of weird events. For the last week, every time he had turned around, he had come face to face with Sephiroth, or one of his clones, grinning that evil little grin down –or up- at him. If he was particularly unlucky, he would encounter, two, three, or all four at the same time, just watching him with their catlike green eyes, smirking as they followed his every movement.
It only took three hours for the scientist to cave in completely and become a babbling ball of nerves, jumping at every shadow, cringing at every sound. Sephiroth and the trio of terror smirked.
Mime materia was a very good thing to have.
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