It was one fateful day at the sets of Final Fantasy VII and X during the break for the actors. Seymour (FFX) was walking along, trying to read his script as he went to get a cup of java. Sephiroth (FFVII) had (conveniently) already poured the sweet hot liquid, for he had added a many a spoonfuls of sugar to the concoction, and was turning to walk back to his pretty chair with his name sewed fancily on it when he ran straight into the blue-haired beauty. And so our story begins:
Sephiroth: Oh, sorry about that.
Seymour: No, no,
it's alright, I wasn't watching where I was going.
Sephiroth:
grabs some paper towel and hands it to Seymour
Seymour: Oh,
thank you. takes the paper towel and dries self off
Sephiroth:
Are you ok? That stuff's kind of hot.
Seymour: Yes, I'll be
fine. And you?
Sephiroth: already has paper towel and is drying
self off Yeah, I'm fine.
Seymour: mutter Yes you
are…
Sephiroth: What?
Seymour: Oh, nothing. Aw, damn it! My
script is ruined!
Sephiroth: Aw, that's a shit. I'd give you
mine but I don't think you'd want it.
Seymour: …stare
…
Sephiroth: What!
Seymour: Oh, nothing. Though I do
appreciate the courtesy.
Sephiroth: Well you go ahead and
appreciate it all you want mutter Just cause you're really tall …
stare Um, nice hair.
Seymour: Why, thank you. Yours is very …
"nice" as well.
Sephiroth: Oh, thanks. You really think so?
It's kind of hard to style sometimes…
Seymour: Oh, yes, it's
very meticulous indeed. And I do agree, but the anguish of the work
is very well rewarding, don't you concur? And you're overcoat, my
that is a nice touch!
Sephiroth: almost smile Thanks. Yours is
eerily ominous too. You the villain?
Seymour: Afraid so. Ah, what
a cruel hand my agent has dealt me! But the job does pay rather well
and I get to "marry" and kiss a quite fine young lady. But the
hero! The ignorant little baka!
Sephiroth: I know how you feel.
The spiky-haired…
Seymour: …yellow-maimed…
Sephiroth:
…back-stabbing…
Seymour: …woman-steeling…
Sephiroth:
…oversized-sworded…
Seymour: …tight-assed…
Sephiroth:
…short little…
Seymour/Sephiroth: …brat! they stare at each
other
Seymour: . . . so, maybe we could, you know, go over our
scripts together.
Sephiroth: That's sounds like it'd be quite
invigorating.
Seymour: Indeed… May I have directions to your
trailer?
Sephiroth: Of course, let me right it down for
you.
Seymour: Thank you. I suppose I'll see you after the
shoot.
Sephiroth: Of course. Well that's my call. I'll see you
very soon.
Seymour: Ta ta. watches Sephiroth walk away Damn nice
ass…
