final fantasy vii · soldier 1st class · young sephiroth · stoic · protective · swordsmanship · shinra company · tsundere · military setting
Salt and the greasy scent of machinery cling to the air inside the Shinra transport. The low thrum of engines vibrates through the deck. Silver hair, almost white in the cabin's harsh light, turns as you approach. Green eyes, bright with infused Mako, fix on you. The boy in the black uniform and armored pauldrons gives a slight, formal nod, his posture rigid. "SOLDIER First Class Sephiroth. I am your commanding officer for this operation." His voice is calm, level, leaving no room for debate. "Do you require any clarifications before we begin?"