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[Open] Well he did make his point...
Where: Konoha
When: May 25th
Notes: After he leaves Adela's section of the auction.
Sephiroth knew people were following him after he left. After all, he'd made quite the spectacle of himself. So he slowed his steps, and wove his way throught he allowed parts of the village for visitors... and waited to see who caught up to him first.
When: May 25th
Notes: After he leaves Adela's section of the auction.
Sephiroth knew people were following him after he left. After all, he'd made quite the spectacle of himself. So he slowed his steps, and wove his way throught he allowed parts of the village for visitors... and waited to see who caught up to him first.
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"You're the one they call the Silver Terror," he said, without bothering with introductions. "Why were you bidding on that girl?"
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Instinctively her feet carried her swiftly towards him, expecting him to turn to her as she came closer. Even if he hadn't, she'd slow to a leisurely pace beside him, clearing her throat pointedly in order to try and get his attention, "... Hey."
It wasn't much, but it was a start. She... She couldn't just let things sit. She had to know, and she had to say something to him as well - something she hadn't known that needed to be said until almost a year ago.
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It was probably the hardest thing she'd ever done in her life, even harder than trying to survive snake poison or trying to free Ami from that human trafficking ring. Talking to her cousin had always been intimidating, but even more than what had happened on border patrol she felt even more pressured then. What would he even say?
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Making no attempts to hide his actions, Abel calmly walked over to Sephiroth, stopping just out of sword range and bowed. "As we are both in neutral territory here, may I request a bit of your time to perhaps clarify past actions?"
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His voice was calm and he was leaving himself open to an attack should Sephiroth wish to draw a blade.
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And then Ami was upon him.
The beating she gave him was composed of precise, brutal blows that left no room for jutsu. She finished off by popping open the holster on her hip and bringing one wickedly long blade to the wheezing, beaten boy's neck. "Now," she said in soft, conversational tones. "You're never, ever, ever going to do something that monumentally stupid ever again...are you, Takeshi-san?" There was a weak nod, and she released the textbook-perfect bind she had put him in, standing to regard him with disdain.
Then she slammed the heel of her foot right between his legs, and sniffed haughtily. "Good." She continued walking, leaving the boy in a whimpering pile on the roadside behind her, and tried not to freeze up when she realized that she had a witness.
"...............good afternoon," she greeted awkwardly, shuffling a little to the side as if to hide the evidence of her vengeance for being put up for auction.
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"Yes, isn't it?"
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She had a very innocent face, and the lace and bows usually helped mitigate any hint of just how threatening she was. It might have worked this time too, if stupid Takeshi hadn't started to crawl away, still hiccuping in pain from her last low blow. She strove for innocence all the same; he was a foreigner, he might buy it just long enough not to tell anybody. "But...yes, very nice. Very...peaceful!"
Conversation, she could do it. Probably.
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He glanced back to the girl, examining her with thoughtful interest.
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"You...aren't going to say I shouldn't attack my own 'allies' or that I should have tried to talk it out?" she wanted to know. That was how the teachers at the Academy had reacted.
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As irony would have it though, she wouldn't entirely escape the post-auction crowds or the mystery man. Several people converged at once and knocked her into him before she could adjust her path out of crossing with other people and causing a major bottleneck in the street.
When she found her balance again she pulled away and tilted her head back to offer him an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that, usually that doesn't happen."
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