Pissed at my roommate, fell back on updating fics, what better way to get things done when your PISSED OFF. :: glares at roommate:: Damn lazy cripple, can't do shit unless she wants to.
Disclaimer I do not own Final fantasy 7. So you can't sue me cause I acknowledged that, comprede? Glad we got our selves understood there.
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Sephiroth groaned pitifully, he did not want to be here. He did not want to exist, but these damn fisherman. Fisherman who were trying to do a kind deed to a stranger. Didn't they know that not all strangers are kind back? Groaning Sephiroth placed an arm over his eyes. Hoping the world would all just go away. This would all go away, and Estrella would be back in his arms.
"Hey man you okay?" One of the fisherman asks.
Sephiroth groaned inwardly, why didn't these people just go away? Inwardly Sephiroth cursed them, cursed himself. Lowering his arm his looks into the face of to grubby fisherman. In fact was there ever such a thing as a clean fisherman?
"You should have just let me die." Sephiroth croaks, surprised it was his voice he herd.
"Sorry we spoiled your plans." One of the fisherman stood up and began checking his lines. "Just see so many jumpers it's amazing when we find one still alive... Three and forty-five in my time."
"A three hundred and forty-five jumpers, how many lived." Sephiroth asks dully.
The fisherman sighed. "A three and forty-five jumpers dead in my time, I only found seven alive, you being the seventh."
"Sixty in my small fishing career, your my first one to find alive." The second fisherman added in.
All those numbers seemed to reel in his head. Had humanity came that weak that they would just kill themselves. It was a cowards way to just jump off a cliff and end it. What possibly could there motive be?
'You jumped off a cliff to Sephiroth, your a coward to.' A voice in Sephiroth's head scolds.
That was right, he did jump off the cliff. It was odd that in such a moment he forgot. He jumped off cause of love, he lost his love, his life, his future. How could he begin to live without her? Had he been that cruel to the planet that she would take away his Starla? Sephiroth tried to redeem himself for all of his mistakes, but it was clear it did not work. For if it did Starla would not be gone.
"Hey man don't cry." The second fisherman said softly. "I'm sure what ever it is it will be okay in time."
"I don't know your name, but here on the sea it's like were all dead." The first one paused on his lines. "Serve the sea and the sea will judge you. Sometimes it consumes you, taking your life. Other times it gives you what you desire most."
"Death." Sephiroth slips out.
"Na, I'm talking about lost love." The first one stares at Sephiroth. "It's written all over you face what ales ya. You never know you my find that pretty little chicy of yours on the sea, has happened before."
Live and take a life to the open seas. Could Sephiroth be able to put down his sword and do that? Anything to help him deal, right now it seemed so tempting to try. If there was a possibility that the sea could grant him his love back, then so help him he'd try. It was even the most foolish of attempts.
"So what it be?" The second man asks.
"I'll join you two." Sephiroth answers.
The first man goes back to his ropes. "Good now you rest, cause tomorrow morning you begin work."
Sephiroth was about to ask were might he be able to sleep, but his eyes grew heavy. Soon he drifted off to sleep right on the stop he was first brought a board. He didn't even hear the thunking of fish as they were brought about. He dreamed of Starla and bring her home one day. Yes, he would find a way, he had to.
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Sorry for the short, one down ::counts on her fingers;: A lot more to go.
Disclaimer I do not own Final fantasy 7. So you can't sue me cause I acknowledged that, comprede? Glad we got our selves understood there.
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Sephiroth groaned pitifully, he did not want to be here. He did not want to exist, but these damn fisherman. Fisherman who were trying to do a kind deed to a stranger. Didn't they know that not all strangers are kind back? Groaning Sephiroth placed an arm over his eyes. Hoping the world would all just go away. This would all go away, and Estrella would be back in his arms.
"Hey man you okay?" One of the fisherman asks.
Sephiroth groaned inwardly, why didn't these people just go away? Inwardly Sephiroth cursed them, cursed himself. Lowering his arm his looks into the face of to grubby fisherman. In fact was there ever such a thing as a clean fisherman?
"You should have just let me die." Sephiroth croaks, surprised it was his voice he herd.
"Sorry we spoiled your plans." One of the fisherman stood up and began checking his lines. "Just see so many jumpers it's amazing when we find one still alive... Three and forty-five in my time."
"A three hundred and forty-five jumpers, how many lived." Sephiroth asks dully.
The fisherman sighed. "A three and forty-five jumpers dead in my time, I only found seven alive, you being the seventh."
"Sixty in my small fishing career, your my first one to find alive." The second fisherman added in.
All those numbers seemed to reel in his head. Had humanity came that weak that they would just kill themselves. It was a cowards way to just jump off a cliff and end it. What possibly could there motive be?
'You jumped off a cliff to Sephiroth, your a coward to.' A voice in Sephiroth's head scolds.
That was right, he did jump off the cliff. It was odd that in such a moment he forgot. He jumped off cause of love, he lost his love, his life, his future. How could he begin to live without her? Had he been that cruel to the planet that she would take away his Starla? Sephiroth tried to redeem himself for all of his mistakes, but it was clear it did not work. For if it did Starla would not be gone.
"Hey man don't cry." The second fisherman said softly. "I'm sure what ever it is it will be okay in time."
"I don't know your name, but here on the sea it's like were all dead." The first one paused on his lines. "Serve the sea and the sea will judge you. Sometimes it consumes you, taking your life. Other times it gives you what you desire most."
"Death." Sephiroth slips out.
"Na, I'm talking about lost love." The first one stares at Sephiroth. "It's written all over you face what ales ya. You never know you my find that pretty little chicy of yours on the sea, has happened before."
Live and take a life to the open seas. Could Sephiroth be able to put down his sword and do that? Anything to help him deal, right now it seemed so tempting to try. If there was a possibility that the sea could grant him his love back, then so help him he'd try. It was even the most foolish of attempts.
"So what it be?" The second man asks.
"I'll join you two." Sephiroth answers.
The first man goes back to his ropes. "Good now you rest, cause tomorrow morning you begin work."
Sephiroth was about to ask were might he be able to sleep, but his eyes grew heavy. Soon he drifted off to sleep right on the stop he was first brought a board. He didn't even hear the thunking of fish as they were brought about. He dreamed of Starla and bring her home one day. Yes, he would find a way, he had to.
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Sorry for the short, one down ::counts on her fingers;: A lot more to go.