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@goldendirector
Go anon and pretend to be my character's child,
➤ BUT HERE’s the CATCH! :
Try to incorporate in it a fact/reference to the other parent (without saying their name/URL/ship).
I’ll answer the anon and then also try to guess the ship, or say which one I think the child would belong best from.
zakkusurifea:
“I don’t see why we can’t hang out. I never saw anything wrong with you, boss or not.”
“Well, if you’re certain about it then I have no qualms.”
zakkusurifea:
“You think yourself less favorable company?”
“Well, I am your boss. I wouldn’t blame you if I’m not someone you want to regularly spend time with outside of work.”
zakkusurifea:
“No. I’m not. I’m pissed off and I’m lonely.”
“Oh, well I’m sorry to hear that. Would you like me to stay until more favourable company appears?”
“Zack are you, feeling alright?”
Send a 🥖 to throw a baguette at my muse.
-touches- This is gay now
“The only relationship I’m in currently is with a man so you’re not wrong.”
ivory-paragon:
The top of his knuckle lowered to skim across his bottom lip. He could bring this to light, send this man out on the streets away from his sight. He’d like to think that his life was in the palm of his hand… but he couldn’t find himself to sway the hammer down. “No—“ a sigh then after. “I won’t expose what you’re trying to do..”
He lowered his eyes and focused on the grains of wood that was on the table below him. “It wouldn’t matter if I aired out family problems… I don’t wish to see the headlines sprouting lies .. or in this case, blatant truth.” He lowered his hand and tapped the surface with his fingers. “But if we work for a common goal…” There was a smidgen of a grin on the corner of his mouth.
A breath he didn’t know he’d been holding left him. Good then, he wouldn’t have to worry about Rufus ratting him out. Shifting his stance some, he leaned against one of the chairs, still not wanting to sit down just yet. “If it helps, the Mako is what made my eyes blue. Everyone knew me with brown eyes before I was a soldier, I’m sure there’s someone still around who remembers.” The fact they were blue now still bothered him, but the Mako is what helped keep him alive. It was a simple enough choice to make.
Head tilting as he heard the offer, his eyebrow quirked. “I have no qualms with that, if I’m understanding you correctly.” Well now he was glad his brother had wanted to talk to him. He’d never have guessed Rufus wasn’t a fan of their father either.
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ivory-paragon:
Rufus placed himself in one of the leather chairs at the head of the table, fingertips tapping on the surface of the large table. Teeth bit into the inside of his cheek as he tried his best to ease the tension that he felt building along with his shoulders and in his jaw. “And are you still vying to spite him?” Of course he knew whom he was talking about but he’d like to hear it from the other’s mouth officially.
He had always thought his father held some sort of reverence to him—perhaps he was wrong. He didn’t know Lazard well enough to determine his motives. Was he purposely making his way up to sabotage the company? Despite his utter disdain towards his father—their father—he could not allow that to happen… unless he was involved in it as well.
The inevitable question. He knew it wouldn’t be wise to lie, but he didn’t know if it would be in his best interest to be honest either. Sighing, he removed his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose a little before putting them back. “Honestly? Yes. I still haven’t come up with any viable ways to do so at this point in time, however.” Hopefully he’d get some points in his favour for choosing to be honest.
“You’re not going to out me knowing this now, are you?” He barely knew Rufus, even if they were brothers. He wouldn’t ask for any favours, he knew he probably wouldn’t get one anyway. Though he wouldn’t be surprised if any of his soldiers threw a fit over the matter if he were fired. He was always good to them after all.
The soldier walked into their shared apartment after an annoying mission. It wasn't particularly strenuous, just an obnoxious seek and find nothing. He looked up from taking his boot's off to see the blonde as he set his weapon down with a slight smile. "Lazard."
Hearing the other come in, the Director smiled and went to greet him. “Hello love.” He replied, staying back for the moment. Smiling, he leaned back against the wall before standing back up straight. “How was your day?”
onewingandablade:
He smiled softly and nodded. “I’m going to go change.” he said smiling and going to their room. After a quick change into a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants he came back out, putting his hair into a loose braid. He tied the braid off as he sat.
“Alright.” While Sephiroth went and did that, Lazard went and got them both something to drink.Stepping out of the kitchen, he spotted the other and went to sit by him, setting his drink on the coffee table for him before finally sitting down.
“Good.” Rufus didn’t know the schedule that his half-kin held. He just knew what position he was in and how quickly he ranked up to that. He was certainly positive that his father HAD to know who he was, a skeleton in the closet that everyone knew about but never openly voiced it when they could smell the decay. “We’ll occupy one of the boardrooms.” There were a few on this floor—usually booked for when a briefing went on with the chosen SOLDIERs of ShinRa. He slid his arm off the surface of the desk and walked, with regal grace, towards the open double doors. A quick glance around the room and he wondered if any cameras of bugged devices were located anywhere. He shrugged. He didn’t care any longer.
“… I want you to go into full details on how you got within the rank of the company.” He finally spoke when the door was shut behind him. “Let us start there..”
Once up and out of his chair, Lazard followed quietly behind the other as he made his way to the other room. He had no troubles with using one of the boardrooms, which is why he didn’t speak out. After stepping inside, he moved to stand behind one of the chairs. He’d sit, but his restlessness was acting up. “The full story? Hm, alright.” He could explain that quite easily.
“Originally, I was a soldier. I had no idea who my father was then, my mother merely told me he died right before I was born. It wasn’t until I had a near fatal accident on a mission that she told me the truth. I was, angry to say the least. Not at her, but that man. I nearly died for someone who walked out on me, and I wasn’t even able to continue fighting because of that injury. I, originally only took a lower ranking job here to try and spite him once I got high enough. I worked my way up to this position, and I’m sure you could find I’m telling the truth if you dug into the files deep enough.”
lazard chooses another approach to achieve his goals by cooperating with rufus instead of hollander.
you are so much MORE than your bloodline
• kin | @goldendirector
Tips of his fingers drum on the wide girth of the Director desk that Lazard occupies. He’s trying to think of a clever and witty comment to strike back at him—but he finds none. “There’s an elephant in the room that I think we should address.” It wasn’t the words that made Rufus irked, it was the tone.
Ugh, there are so many things I could say..
Instead, he bites his tongue and shakes his head. “How about a meeting?” That sounds like a business proposal, something he’s familiar with—instead of ‘certain’ talks that make him feel uncomfortable; a prickling sensation that starts at the nape of his neck and skyrockets up his cranium. “Are you available…” he checks his watch, “now?” So much for preparing it.
Honestly he was surprised there was no witty retort. Though, he couldn’t say he wasn’t grateful that he actually wanted to talk for once. “I agree.” Maybe he’d finally be able to ask why Rufus resented him so much. He sat quietly while he waited for the other to work out details. Blinking when he heard now, he adjusted his glasses and took a look at his schedule before replying. “Yes, now works out fine.” Thankfully there was nothing important to be done today. Even if there was, he would’ve rescheduled it for this.
Be Careful What You Wish For (Ask Meme)
Offer my muse something they want, a superpower, a temporary ability, etc. BUT, you have to tell them what the catch is (a downside to the power or something they have to pay/do in return). See if they accept or reject your offer. Anon or not anon, up to you.
((I need to update my little thing in my rules....))
