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[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;"]A deep rumble of laughter rang from the distant sands as the otherworldly looking lion approached, muscular shoulders shaking with his chuckle as he approached the young Pittian canine.  Sephiroth had an amused look on his facial features, his intensely colored eyes bright with a faint glow as he looked down at Kilgore.  The Pharaoh would not attack a child, especially one that intrigued him with his foolish courage like this.  But he could have his fun.

"If Stryker wants your little healer back so badly, he can come and get his revenge himself instead of sending a petulant child."  Sephiroth's voice was a silken purr, lips upturned in an amused smile that conveyed nothing positive.  Dangerous aura still ebbed off of the lion's large body; Kilgore had gotten themselves into a volatile situation that most likely wouldn't end well.  "And it sounds like he himself has the self control of a tantruming boy.  Pathetic really.  Especially if all he can send to get his message across is an actual child.  Or, if you want this Ninazu so badly...you're free to join her among our prisoners.  You could be an amusing bargaining chip."

The lion would look at Kilgore patronizingly, smug and arrogant and all his worst qualities coming to light.  His claws were still sheathed, but Sephiroth was known for his sudden outbursts of madness.  "I highly suggest running along before bad happens, little one.  Lest I take you to join our prisoners, or poke around in your little head to see how it works and find out what you fear most.  Judging by your foolish courage, I bet U could find some very interesting things in there if i picked around enough."