Chapter 4: Blue Materia
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Sephiroth sat in the painted white living room on the wooden floor as Nana Sarah sewed a blanket. He held his own blue Materia and watched Cloud sleep. No one could see Cloud in the Materia unless Sephiroth wanted them to.
"Sephiroth, hold this up for me please?" Nana Sarah asked as she held up her newly completed patchwork quilt with little chocobos printed all over it.
He stood up and reached for the blanket and Sarah noticed a deep cut on his finger. Sephiroth held up the quilt.
"Very nice." She smiled and he gave it back to her. He sat back down on the floor and stared back into his Materia once more. The old women scowled at him. "You cut your finger badly, it must have bleed a lot."
Sephiroth looked at his finger. "No, it didn't, not unless I wanted it to. I'll treat it later." Small wounds he had the power to control the bleeding, but larger one to didn't. He looked at the clock. It read 10:07 pm. "I'm going to bed. Good night Nana." He hugged her.
"Good night doll, sleep well." She said.
He exited the living room and walked down the hallway into his room. He laid the Materia on his nightstand and looked at his cut in the moonlight. //Ow. . . . what I do for your attention Cloud. I shouldn't have cut it so deep.// His finger had a dull throbbing that he knew would probably become quite painful. It felt like a paper cut. He took the pain as nothing and got ready for bed. He smiled. "See you tomorrow Cloud."
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Sephiroth sat in the painted white living room on the wooden floor as Nana Sarah sewed a blanket. He held his own blue Materia and watched Cloud sleep. No one could see Cloud in the Materia unless Sephiroth wanted them to.
"Sephiroth, hold this up for me please?" Nana Sarah asked as she held up her newly completed patchwork quilt with little chocobos printed all over it.
He stood up and reached for the blanket and Sarah noticed a deep cut on his finger. Sephiroth held up the quilt.
"Very nice." She smiled and he gave it back to her. He sat back down on the floor and stared back into his Materia once more. The old women scowled at him. "You cut your finger badly, it must have bleed a lot."
Sephiroth looked at his finger. "No, it didn't, not unless I wanted it to. I'll treat it later." Small wounds he had the power to control the bleeding, but larger one to didn't. He looked at the clock. It read 10:07 pm. "I'm going to bed. Good night Nana." He hugged her.
"Good night doll, sleep well." She said.
He exited the living room and walked down the hallway into his room. He laid the Materia on his nightstand and looked at his cut in the moonlight. //Ow. . . . what I do for your attention Cloud. I shouldn't have cut it so deep.// His finger had a dull throbbing that he knew would probably become quite painful. It felt like a paper cut. He took the pain as nothing and got ready for bed. He smiled. "See you tomorrow Cloud."
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