And by all accounts you really should have died

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

[Who likes paper work?
Well, regardless of like or dislike this room is full of it. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall with filing cabinets- surely somewhere out there this is probably someone's idea of hell. Though Lucrecia is here quite voluntarily, pawing through a stack of folders at a desk nearish to the door, she's hardly enjoying what she's reading. Eventually she finds she can't look at the file she was reading anymore and throws it away from her giving a yell of frustration? anger? sadness? it's hard to tell. The woman rests her head in her hands a short while before going to pick the file up and gather the scattered papers from it.]

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[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

[ This time he blocks it efficiently. He doesn't want to hit her. ]

I've no idea what you're talking about. Who exactly is your son?

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

His name was Sephiroth.
[just shove the folder at you, turning away with an obvious shudder. Said folder containing extensive experiment reports from the castle all involving Sephiroth as the subject.]

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

[ Even with the name, Dilan was clueless. So, he opens the folder --

Data. So much data, and he isn't even familiar with the subject himself. ]

I'm sorry, but you have the wrong man. I have never done human experimentation, and I never will.

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

[crumples]
There's more than one version of everyone, I remember... ...can't look at you or any of the kings apprentices without wanting to...

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

If it helps, Ienzo, Braig and I are from the time where we just started our apprenticeship.

And we refuse to let such a thing happen, if we return.

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

It's good to know, but it's hard to push ten years aside.

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

What happened to you?

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

[still not turning around]
I was trapped in Ansem's computer as data, they and the increasing warped master control program tried to delete me and when they stopped, I was left with the digital records of experiment reports and research data. For ten years all I could do was read fractions of reports of what was done to my son and all the others.
I'm only out because I was brought here.

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

-- I recall the MCP. It's only ever activated if something happened to us.

[ A pause. He doesn't know how to deal with this, especially to someone he isn't sure of. ]

At least you were brought here, then -- maybe it even saved your life.