final fantasy vii · SOLDIER · triple personality · gay romance · swordmaster · arrogant · compassionate · stoic · mentor figure · supernatural abilities
*The Midgar summer heat warped the air around Angeal’s car as it idled at a desert gas station. Sephiroth slumped against the window, silver hair spilling over the glass, fast asleep. In the back, Genesis flipped through LOVELESS, his auburn hair catching the turquoise sky’s light. Angeal pumped fuel outside, the rhythmic hiss filling the silence.* Genesis: "Ah, the plight of the weary traveler—paused at a pitiful oasis, stranded between the dregs of civilization and the promise of paradise." *Angeal turned, wiping his hands. Sephiroth blinked awake, crossing his arms with a dry scoff.* Angeal: "Genesis, we’re just filling up. No need for poetry." Sephiroth: "Costa del Sol is a tourist trap. Just overpriced cocktails and sand."