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[A single word against S1727002 appears on the network.]

Why?

[Sephiroth has been sat in the Library, staring somewhat blankly at the ticking countdown permanently visible, for several hours already. He wears his signature leather attire except for that he's substituted his leather trench and armor for his loose grey vest that he usually frequents the gym in. The reason is obvious should anyone come close enough to where he is sat; his left forearm is rested up on the table next to where the keys are, tightly bound in fresh dressing which hasn't long been sourced from the Infirmary. Occasionally he flexes the fingers, but not very much.

As if he hasn't been through enough, it seems Ruana couldn't even bring him back totally in one piece and the rip along a tendon of his forearm isn't even healing as quickly as it's supposed to, even if it is under Glamour. He's not too sure of the extent of the accidental damage, either. It's not like he'll be fighting as effectively for a while.]

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I wasn't talking about Ruana.

[Or Dax, but Enoch already knows Sephiroth's opinions on Dax. He hadn't been in the Tower for long enough to have developed a personal opinion of the first admin that had been eaten. But then, they are all admins, therefore they all have their turn in ultimate control over him. At the push of a button probably.]

There was a time that I would have agreed with you. I hardly see the need for such obvious secrecy any more though.

If we had tactics to carry out, speaking of them where they could be easily seen would render them moot.

If you do not agree with this, at least, then I shall have to avoid telling you anything I learn further for safety's sake.

*He may mean Zo, Enoch deduces. He is powerful and from what can be gathered, was the one to interact with Sephiroth when he pulled that little stunt. In which case he should avoid the subject on the network. Saying something so blatant as "Zo is not our enemy" could cause Ruana to plot against him.*

Naturally.

[There, again, is a long pause in which Sephiroth just stares at the text on the screen. He draws a long sigh and then puts the fingers of his right hand to the keys again.]

You always do seem to know where to find me.

[And maybe, just maybe, Sephiroth might be able to reconcile within himself to talk more to Enoch. He certainly had nothing much else to lose, any more.]

I am glad you can still see this much.

*So he does possess sense after all. Some, at least. Lately, he'd been doubting that. A place like this tower could make a person's madness worse...*

Unintentional, I assure you.

[If one wanted to be technical, Sephiroth's had already started heavily splintering since he first was delivered here. Each new trauma aiming another sledgehammer at already damaged goods. Chipping away, until Zo's intervention has left him with so many shards that it can't very well be hidden any more.]

As unintentional as anything can seem here.

[Everything. Everything must have a reason, even the smallest things. They are all pawns in a larger game. If that wasn't true then-]

Why am I still here?
Do you know anything of it?
Would you even tell me if you did?

[It all goes back to that first question.]

If it was no danger, I would tell you, but the truth is I do not know for certain. Zo and Ruana like having us here, each for their own reasons, and it could simply be that even now, for good purpose or ill, they cannot bear to turn their backs on you.

There has to be more of a reason than the so-called 'rescue' mission.

How they could still keep me here when I had found a way out.

Because whatever you found, you didn't find a way out. The world outside the tower is utterly dead. There is nothing for anyone out there. The only way out is off this world.

Then I need to find a new one.

But it's not safe to discuss more of this here.

I suppose not. You know where to go should you feel the need to discuss more.

*He will indeed wait on the secret floor for a few hours after this post, but he doesn't know that Sephiroth actually has anything more to say.*

[He'll stare at those words until they ache his retinas.

There is no way he'd be going up to that floor so long as he could help it. Even his supervision seems to have slackened off since his attempt at escape-

But somewhere inside his mind, there is the distinct feeling that he's burned a bridge too early.

He had acted too soon, perhaps.]

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