I would imagine a kiss from love would be much like that. When you least expect it ............ POW .............. right in the face and then you're reeling in pain only to look up and see her beginning to swallow you whole, legs first, before you pass out and slip into oblivion.
I wonder if it'd be worth it, though.
Nah. Takes a shovel and cuts her head off before she can cause anymore trouble.
Sephiroth looks like a metro-sexual thirty something who just stepped out of an upscale fashion salon and is ready for a reserved night out on the town, disco hopping, with a sword that is really just an umbrella in disguise that he keeps with him so that his $3000 leather overcoat doesn't get wet when it it rains.
What a pretentious prick.
* Sephiroth waits in the line at the door of the latest night club in Paris while listening to Duran Duran on his iPod when Noddy runs him over in his bright red '67 ragtop Camaro. *