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SEPHIROTH
MALE — ROSEBLOODS — LORD — HOVER FOR TAGS
[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;"]Lord Sephiroth's head would turn towards Pincher as the Captain showed up, iced eyes still and focused. He wasn't going to lie, or grovel, or beg for pity and understanding from the other leader. His face remained stony as his eyes glanced between Pincher to Goldenluxiry and then back to Pincher. Frost was in his eyes, though it did not spill into his voice or body language. "You have not requested our help." His statement was simple and firm, his body eerily still. If anything his lack of emotion was the most unsettling thing about him, not even surpassed by his cold fury he showed very rarely. "I cannot read minds, Pincher. At least, not without your permission." Oh yes he could very well chip his way into the mind of anybody here, but he didn't see the purpose right now.The silvery creature would hum thoughtfully as his eyes flickered off to the side, to the land beyond the group that had gathered about to address him. "I am a cat of my word, Pincher, and I have not heard communication on your end either. If you do not come to me asking for any sort of service...I assume you do not need it." Sephiroth's smooth voice purred smooth like honey coated silk. His tone was unreadable, his emotions not betrayed by his voice. "I will admit that I am at fault for not keeping up with your group. The transfer of power was sudden and I was left a small group in shambles without a proper and numerous council of higher ups to assist with such work. Membership in general is lacking and my own duties take up a majority of my time. I needed to work with cleaning up the utter mess that was shoved into my lap and some traditions had to be set to the side in the process. For that I do sincerely apologize, and if you wish to keep us as allies I will get to setting up ambassadors as soon as I am able too and begin working closer with you."
Sephiroth would lift his chin, his otherworldly eyes lidded and his jaws turned into a neutral frown. His original intention for coming here was seemingly forgotten, and it seemed like he wouldn't be going back with help at this point. Fine by him, he was sure he could figure something out. "I understand if you do not wish to continue the relationship because of this. If I was in your position I wouldn't. All I ask is an answer now, Pincher. Stand by my side and you will have my group's strength as we regain our presence. I am more than willing to be at your beck and call, and have my clan follow me in that. Or we can break it off here, simple. However we are going to proceed from here, I want it stated clear to me." The Lord of the Rosebloods was a blunt and direct creature who wouldn't dance around issues, and he demanded the same straightness from those he did dealing with. Sephiroth didn't play games or beat around the bush, clearly. It was not in his nature to do so, clearly. However this encounter was going to go down, he wanted it presented to him plain and simple.
[align=center]Sephiroth is a large male lion with a pale, almost white body and a silver mane. He has blue green eyes with slit pupils. He is the Pharaoh of the Rosebloods. He is currently unstable and volatile, hearing a voice called Mother in his head and is believing himself to be a god. He has enhanced senses, conjuration, and mental manipulation and communication, and is hard to fight in battle. He is based on the character of the same name from Final Fantasy VII.