silver_soldier: (lies betrayed and the oppressed)
Sephiroth ([personal profile] silver_soldier) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-03-14 04:57 am
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I know my place, stick to my lines

[Sephiroth's been thinking about this for a long time. He's known what he should do for quite awhile now, but the extenuating circumstances of Mayfield had left him wondering if there's any point to doing it, if the results will be at all what he expects and deserves. He's also been debating broadcasting his intentions, whether he has any right to explain himself, but eventually he'd decided for it; he owes a number of people an apology, as well as the assurance that he's setting things right. Or at least trying to.]

[Phone]

Some time ago, when the revival system was being repaired, I was one of those taken. My mind was affected, and I became violent beyond reason. I don't know how many I may have hurt or killed, but any number would be unacceptable. My lack of control was unacceptable. The circumstances mean little in the face of my actions; no amount of excuses or regret can change them. [Despite the words he's saying, his voice is detached; he could be reading off a script. In a way, he is.]

In my world, I would be court-martialed. [At least. He's not sure ShinRa wouldn't simply kill him; that's certainly been their stance on rogue SOLDIERs in the past. A very recent past, at that.] But here, there is no military. As such, I'll be turning myself in to the local law enforcement to face whatever consequences they deem appropriate. If they refuse to acknowledge this... [He's considered this eventuality; as far as he knows, the police are as droned and as oblivious as most of the other residents. They may act as though nothing whatsoever is wrong, as they always seem to.] ...then I will offer myself to whatever judgment my victims care to pass on me.
intwobooks: (Glare)

[personal profile] intwobooks 2012-03-16 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
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That's none of your business.

Good luck avoiding the mobs. Let me know if the pitchforks and the fire offer you the "happiness" you're looking for.

[He puts the receiver back on the wrong way. In fact, it takes him another two tries before he gets it right, and he then grumpily heads back to his room.]