Act I ~ [Video]

[rhapsoidein]

[Genesis Rhapsodos stares into the monitor for a few good minutes, clearly thinking of what to say as she takes all that she saw and did and learned so far today. It was really all mind boggling and utterly depressing. Finally, she sighed softly, her mako blue eyes lowering as she murmured to herself.]

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh...

[She sighed again and lifted her eyes.]

My name is Genesis Rhapsodos and it looks as though I am to be joining you here. I've already eaten the oatmeal, as I was told to do. But now I wonder what to do now.

Can anyone tell me or will I be doomed to spend the rest of my days here?

Is there hope?

Comments

[Video]

[rhapsoidein]

You did more than just know me, Sephiroth.

[He didn't have his memories though, so she wasn't sure what he remembered. Genesis couldn't find the privacy button but she ended up just sighing and leaning on her elbow next to the keyboard.]

I was your friend. Though I suppose I could understand why you would want to forget about me.

[Text]

[neverbeamemory]

[He doesn't want to argue the point over his lost memories, much less in text over the network with someone he only recalls as a flash of red hair. Besides there isn't an argument to have, in his eyes anyway. This wasn't being filtered and even if it was, there is never any guarantee than anything is truly private in this place.]

Possibly. It doesn't matter anymore.
Consider this friendly advice: careful what you dare to reveal.

[There will not be a further reply.]

[Video]

[rhapsoidein]

[Doesn't matter anymore?

Ouch.]

I see, thank you, I suppose.

[When she receives no further replies, she decides to leave the terminal for now. This was a lot to take in.]