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Current mood:	silly
Entry tags:	author: deepbluesquee, prompt: kill a character

The Prestige/Doctor's Appointment/Oh, The Possibilities!/Wile E. Coyote/Such Foolish Nonsense
Title: The Prestige
Characters: Sephiroth, Hojo, miscellaneous lab techs.
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: The title is from the film of the same name.

Sephiroth's eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared at the shivering lab tech. Hojo had kept him waiting before, but when reinforced walls couldn't keep out the faint scent of smoke...

"Where is he?"

"He's been - unavoidably detained," the tech managed. "One of the experiments got loose- I mean-"

"...Enough." Sephiroth brushed the tech aside - carefully - and forced the door.

The room beyond was a broken ants' nest, but the vats of unconscious clones caught his gaze. Two hundred Hojos, hardwired into their creator's mind, and the original dead on the floor, his memories dowloading into their heads.



Title: Doctor's Appointment
Characters: Sephiroth, Zack, assorted bit-players.
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Follows on from 'The Prestige'. ^_^

Strolling blithely down the hall, you wouldn't think Zack was worried. He was whistling, even, and gave the secretary on reception a cheery grin as he moseyed up.

"Hey!" he beamed. "Don't suppose you've seen the General? I've got some paperwork I just can't get out of without him!"

Sephiroth had been missing - with Hojo - for over an hour. Zack was...concerned.

The secretary began telling him no when Hojo's severed head came rolling merrily down the lab corridor.

Following along after his prize, Sephiroth looked mildly puzzled as the secretary fainted. He'd always heard golf was soothing.



Title: Oh, The Possibilities!
Characters: Sephiroth, Zack.
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: ...I'm a bad person. ^_^ Carries on pretty much directly from 'Doctor's Appointment'.

Even a SOLDIER First Class had occasions when they needed to sit down hard on the floor.

"So - you're telling me that Hojo cloned himself? What, for someone to talk to?"

Sephiroth's expression was impassive - if you didn't know him quite as well as Zack did. There was a tiny spark of unholy delight dancing in the General's eyes, and depending on whom said devilment was going to be unleashed upon, this was going to be one hell of an afternoon.

"I believe," he purred, "that an exterminator is required."

Zack's eyes lit. "So my idea of fun."



Title: Wile E. Coyote
Characters: Sephiroth, Zack and - well, you'll see. ;)
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: I - think I might just run with this 'til I drop. ^_^;; Sorry!

"Are you sure this is traditional?" Sephiroth asked, the wind whipping at his long hair.

"Sure!" Zack grinned. "C'mon, Seph, if you've got the resources, why not? I even painted 'Acme' on the boulder!"

Sephiroth dutifully looked. "...I see."

"I mean, if you've got an opportunity like this, you've got to do it right, right?" Zack leaned forward, peering over the edge of the building they had chosen. "...There we go! Roadrunner at twelve o'clock!"

As the Hojo clone scowled into the open after the trail of bird seed, the last thing it saw was 'ACME' approaching at high speed...



Title: Such Foolish Nonsense
Characters: Zack, assorted SOLDIERs
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: I - have a chronic inability to take Hojo seriously and a bad tendency to over-use Monty Python. >_>

Zack looked like a drunken Yule sprite atop the canteen table, leading the roomful of Soldiers in another chorus of what Sephiroth could just about parse as 'Ding-dong, the Witch is dead'. He had no idea which witch his second meant, but the sheer glee dancing through the room was infectious. Hojo lived on only in bad dreams, and thanks to his own warped experiments at that; Sephiroth leaned back against the wall and allowed himself a soft, relieved smile.

Which turned into bewilderment when he zoned back in on Zack's voice.

"...he is no more! THIS! Is an EX-HOJO!"