Final Fantasy VII - Resurrect the World

Kai Sarutobi

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The sky was always dark above midgar, with scant streams of light filtering down through the clouds to brush across the mass of steel. These days it was even worse, blackness filling the sky to match the darkness of the deadlands below.

To the east, Edge seemed a far happier place. True, its skies were far from clear, yet the ground about it was still teeming with life, the lights of dozens of skyscrapers fighting against the coming night sky as the sun flickered its last farewell behind the horizon.

It was a picturesque sight, the old and the new. Seen from miles distant, it held a certain indescribably beauty, the terror of the deadlands lessened by distance.

For William, it was a homecoming. Midgar, the home of his youth, where he trained as a member of SOLDIER. Not all the memories were good of course, paticularly the end, the coming of Diamond Weapon, the Meteor strike and the eventual disbanding of SOLDIER. Still, it was likely enough to earn a smile, his long journey all but over.

Yet for all its beauty, the scenery could not hold all of his attention. For as he approached the cliff-face, he could see the gleam of metal in the twilight. It was a sword, a massive one at that, driven point deep into the soil, a marker forever overlooking Midgar.

It certainly seemed to have been there forever, the blade covered in small patches of rust, the only true color on the blade that of its ruby red, black stitched hilt.

As he approached, a soft growling could be heard, low and threatening, coming from just behind the blade...
 

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Will's own sword was out in a flash, the great blade whirling around in front of him as he continued his slow approach, trying to see who - or what - was making the noise. "Come out now

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Unless noted otherwise, Will starts any combat in Absolute Steel stance(Adds 2 to my ac if i move 10', just like my+1 from skirmish).
Current AC: 33
Spot check : +8 (Invisible castle isn't working for me ATM)
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The growling continued for long moments after the revealed steel, growing in intensity before switching to a long howl.

As it finally slowed to a halt, soft padding footsteps would echo from behind that blade. Slowly, a large grey wolf came into sight, its body standing nearly half the size of the sword it stood next to, seemingly too large to have been hiding behind the blade, though it certainly couldn't have come from elsewhere.

It was quiet as it approached, softly sniffing, its anger seemingly gone as it paced this way and that at the edge of William's range. It eyed the man curiously, dark eyes meeting his before howling once again, seemingly in approval this time.
 

William's sword tip lowered as wolf now seemed now unthreatening. "Hey boy, whatcha growlin at?" Will cautiously approached the wolf and the sword.
 

The wolf looked up to him, those dark eyes searching the man for a moment, then glancing back to the sword, as if in answer to his question. Slowly the animal paced towards him, brushing alongside one leg, demenor changed entirely in an instant.

But things never truely change, or if they do, they quickly change and quickly change back again. The moment the wolf dissapeared behind him, it began to bark, its fur raising, eyes staring off into the distance this time as it snapped its jaws.

Turning, William could see nothing that would have set the animal off, and with its barking he could barely hear himself think. The sun had finally drifted beneath the horizon by this point, and even squinting over the distance there was little to see.

He heard it first then. Even over the wolf's cries, the sound of a running engine, no, several running engines could be caught on the wind. A moment later, they appeared, ramping up over a crevice that could barely be seen, their headlights flashing as they drove, one erraticly, the two following in a safer, saner path. It wasn't until their headlights finally flickered off that William would get a good look at them.

The trio screamed 'Shinra'. Of the three of them, one was obviously the leader, his baggy pants, dark blue shirt and glowing blue eyes making clear his profession, even his rank, A SOLDIER 1st class if cloths were to be believed.

The men behind him wore a modified version of the 3rd class garb, the traditional 'six eyed' Shinra helm replaced by a similar helm, an inverted red cross running across their eyes then down the middle of the helm, the same emblem appearing on the breast of each of the men's outfits.

The wolf was still going mad as the three left their vehicles, the lead man smiling widely as he came into view, his hair black, styled up into hard spikes, a few of which fell down into his eyes. The pommel of a blade, a massive one at that, stuck up over one shoulder, his weapon easily the equal of the one at William's back.

"Nice night eh?" He frowned then, looking to the growling wolf with a scowl, before glancing back to his men, all smiles once more. "Shut that thing up will ya?"
 

"He doesn't seem to like you. Can't say I feel much different." As he spoke, William place a hand reassuringly on the wolfs head "Easy there."

"So to what do I owe the.. pleasure of a visit from a trio of has-beens?" Will flicked his head, sending his long hair back out of his face and grinning his cocky little grin.
 
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"Can't say I much like him either." The men behind him, taking a cue from their leader's words were leveling guns. The weapons were new, of a type William couldn't identify, though like everything about the men, the sub-machine guns hinted at a Shinra origin.

They didn't fire just yet, the dark haired man advancing slowly, white teeth showing through his wide grin. "Tell you what. You and your mutt just wander off and I'll forget you were ever here. You definately weren't first class... glowing eyes or no. Don't think that you're on the same level as me." He hooked his thumbs into the dark suspenders hanging across each shoulder as he made the point.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood." He continued, obviously looking past william to that sword, eyes gleaming with excitement. "I'm not usually this forgiving, especially when people mess with my stuff."
 

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see the name-tag saying 'reserved for washed-up wannabe' or I would've left 'your' sword alone. Fancy timing you just happened to be coming back to get this rusty POS when I happened by..."
Williams eyes narrowed and he took a step forwards, whipping his sword out and holding it straight pointed at the leaders throat. "I don't like bullies, and I don't like liars. You're both. And no, i wasn't first class. At least, not years ago when I was young and just joining. But by now.. who knows. What I DO know is that unlike most Ex-Soldiers, I've been keeping in practice. How bout you? Care to settle this with a sword instead of some bullets? This way you save yourself a pair of lackies." He pulled his sword back into a ready stance.

[sblock=ooc] Just in case there's any confusion, William hasn't actually touched the buster sword yet, he's still wielding his Full blade.
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