[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]There were a lot of things Sephiroth could tolerate, or at the least very little seemed to faze him.  He always stood confident with an air of aristocratic arrogance about him, no matter the situation.  Even when Pincher had come snarling and spitting into their territory a while back the male did not take the bait and react as violently as he probably should have.  There was plenty he could deal with, assaults on his members were not one of them.

The Pharaoh leaped like quicksilver in front of Bai Shi, in an attempt to block Usagi's attack and take it upon himself, a fairly deep gash carving into his side if it struck.  He would hiss regardless, baring shiny white canines as he glared at the assailant.  The wound would be nowhere near serious for a beast such as him in a non-vital spot, and he'd rather it hit him there then main Bai Shi.  The dragon could consider themselves special, there wern't many that Sephiroth would take a bullet for. His icy eyes shifted between them and the other Tanglers, a frown on his lips as he stared hardly.  "Perhaps you could learn to control your members as well, seems the problem is universal."  Perhaps it made him feel better that he was no the only one with problems getting respect from his clan.

Great, looked like there were two members he needed to punish.  Fantastic, lovely, just what he wanted to do.  Sephiroth would flick a pale ear before they flattened against his silver mane.  He racked his brain at the mention of calling cards and culprits, picking apart his members mentally.  Come to think of it...there was a small group of members in the Rosebloods that had shown no regard to rules he set in place, and looked to cause trouble wherever they for no reason other then their sick kicks.  The excuse?  They were new and didn't know the rules.  Oh yes, he had an idea.

"I see.  I certainly have my....suspicions.  The culprits when found shall be punished greatly for their crime, I can promise you that.  Again if there is anything my group can do to compensate for the damage done, I offer my services freely."  Sephiroth's voice was surprisingly sincere, though still with his typical deep edge.  Despite his internal anger, he kept a leash on his demons most of the time when in public and especially with allies.  He could give himself credit for that, a lesser creature would've stormed back to the group without warning after tearing anybody who questioned him to ribbons.

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Looked like Bai Shi was willing to put themselves in harm's way for him too.  He supposed that was his job.  The dragonic Guard first kept his coils around the Pharaoh before the raging Tangler attempted a strike on Sephiroth's person, which angered Bai Shi enough to strike back with a loud sound.  Sephiroth could admire such loyalty and dedication to one's job, especially since they seemed to be the only one who showed such loyalty so far.  Mostly his members liked to talk behind his back about his madness and arrogance, it felt rather good to have somebody stand up for him.

Despite the gash on his pale flank and anger coming from several different sources bubbling inside him, Sephiroth's voice did not waver as his eyes slit into aquamarine chips as he set his eyes on the creature pinned beneath his guard.  "I realize this is not my business, but I would say that one like you does not deserve a position of power.  Especially when you tantrum like a child at the mere sight of my guard."  Sephiroth's gaze flickered towards Bai Shi, his eyes gentling the slightest at them before his eyes turned sharp once again at the animal that spoke with Taakao's voice.  "Leave, let the adults deal with their business and if you have a grudge with Bai Shi, settle in some other fashion.  Though we are allies with this group...if your intent is to ruin the relationship we have by attacking me and one of my high positions, it's a pathetic attempt."  His eyes flickered up briefly at he Tanglers, as if asking them to deal with their hysterical member.

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kiira | tanglewood | medic
AND SOMETHING NEW WILL BREAK THE DAY

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]That was it.  The last straw.  One did not imply that Sephiroth was mortal without severe consequences.

He expected retaliation so he read the attack easily, ducking and weaving away from the strike aimed at him.  The Pharaoh's face twisted into a snarl in the span of a heartbeat, his anger focused on this creature who doubted and disrespected him.  Sephiroth still did not attack himself, but his lifted his head up high and glared with eyes burning demonically, alien, with fierce glow framing his thin pupils.  The rumble continued to echo from the deph's of his chest and gullet, and when he spoke Sephiroth's voice was deep and powerful. 

"I am no mortal."  The silver maned lion's growl was thick and low with an echoing baritone.  His original intent for coming here was apparently forgotten for the time being, and now he had to defend his guard and his pride.He could feel Mother's presence around him stronger then ever, coaxing him onwards.  'Yes yes yes defend your godhood.'

"Whoever you are,"  Sephiroth continued to growl like a circus beast finally realizing its deepest instincts.  "I can promise that I am far more powerful then you.  Powerful enough to know a posturing dullard when I see one.  Step down, step back, and let us do our business here before I show you true godly power."  One did not question Sephiroth's stance as a godly being without coming away from it harmed.  "Me and my fellow Roseblood came here in peace.  Do not mistake that for softness."