[He moves to open the door. No, but it needs a keycard. He doesn't have one, does he? And where's the Professor gone? He couldn't have gone through there. He left that place long ago. He wouldn't go back, not to where those things were done.
Sephiroth turns away, but he can still see the door in his mind's eye as he moves.] Professor? [If something's been done to the man--if he sees as so much as a drop of blood, he--he doesn't know what he'll do, but he'll be angry. Professor Gast is one of the only people he's ever respected.
He has to find him (or a keycard, part of his brain whispers). Maybe he escaped somehow. With this in mind, Sephiroth exits the cottage again. Somehow, the fighting is still going on. Gunfire and shouts and blasts of ice. He views the conflict with surprise at first, as if he'd partly forgotten about it. Then he approaches the battle again, his heart pounding in his chest. They did this. Somehow, they're to blame.]
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Sephiroth turns away, but he can still see the door in his mind's eye as he moves.] Professor? [If something's been done to the man--if he sees as so much as a drop of blood, he--he doesn't know what he'll do, but he'll be angry. Professor Gast is one of the only people he's ever respected.
He has to find him (or a keycard, part of his brain whispers). Maybe he escaped somehow. With this in mind, Sephiroth exits the cottage again. Somehow, the fighting is still going on. Gunfire and shouts and blasts of ice. He views the conflict with surprise at first, as if he'd partly forgotten about it. Then he approaches the battle again, his heart pounding in his chest. They did this. Somehow, they're to blame.]