His whole life, he had been saying the wrong name. Calling the wrong name. Whispering the wrong name into his pillow. Bitterly praying the wrong name into his teenage hands, in the backs of the transports.
Maybe that's why she had never come.
He tears his eyes away from the portrait. She worked for R&D. She must have been accomplished, to make it in the department as a woman, under Hojo's infamously misogynistic command structure. They were lovers. She's no longer there. Sephiroth doesn't have to outline this to Genesis, working as he was with Hollander:
Shinra's top R&D scientists do not get to retire.
"I'm going to kill that man with my bare hands," he says, calmly, serenely, with a faint, wry smile. "He's going to beg for my forgiveness."
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"Lucrecia..." Sephiroth repeats.
His whole life, he had been saying the wrong name. Calling the wrong name. Whispering the wrong name into his pillow. Bitterly praying the wrong name into his teenage hands, in the backs of the transports.
Maybe that's why she had never come.
He tears his eyes away from the portrait. She worked for R&D. She must have been accomplished, to make it in the department as a woman, under Hojo's infamously misogynistic command structure. They were lovers. She's no longer there. Sephiroth doesn't have to outline this to Genesis, working as he was with Hollander:
Shinra's top R&D scientists do not get to retire.
"I'm going to kill that man with my bare hands," he says, calmly, serenely, with a faint, wry smile. "He's going to beg for my forgiveness."