The day was bright and shiny, people were smiling, or laughing, and
talking. Today, was the beginning of spring and the weather forecaster
predicted a wonderful season. Today, Sephiroth was standing in the
cafeteria, minding her own business, though her abdomen pained her, she
hadn't gotten much sleep, and her mood was swiftly going downhill.
Today.... was a very... BAD day to mess with Sephiroth.
Not only was it a bad day, but a terrible day. The press were going to be coming, for they hadn't been allowed into the ball the night before, and now were going to get their little interview with Shinra and Sephiroth.
Today, she wore her black coat and Masamune.
All around her, though she had plenty of space around her, people moved hurriedly from one place to another, setting things up for the conference. The cafeteria was the only place big enough to hold them all.
Rufus was wandering around, getting in the way, asking stupid questions, and... mostly being an utterly annoying little brat. And then he spotted her. Making his way over, he pretended to be superior and snirked at her. "Well, being a little anti-social, aren't we?"
"Where'd you learn that big word? Actually crack a dictionary for once?" Sephiroth managed to keep her tone level. Rufus however, was angered and he narrowed his eyes in what would eventually become a dangerous look.. at the moment though, it was rather stupid looking.
Taking a breath, he fixed his smile back into place, he'd play it cool too, "No," he answered calmly, "I was actually helping my father," he stated.
"And you think that I'm impressed by your ass licking attitude toward your father?"
Rufus's cool broke, "You're just jealous cause you'll never get to run the company!"
Sephiroth was actually... starting to enjoy this. "Why should I give a flying fuck about the company?"
"When _I_ own it, I'm firing you!"
"I'm look forward to it."
"Little bitch," he hissed so no one else would hear him cussing. Sephiroth was allowed to, no one could stop HER from it, but Rufus was supposed to be a civilized little heathen. Though normally, insults didn't phase Sephiroth, but somehow, this one seemed utterly derogatory and stabbed her in the gut. She didn't let it reach her face, instead, stared at him blankly. "I hate you," he said, "And .. and I'll get my Dad to fire you. Then you won't have no one but Hojo to whine to."
She didn't bother telling him that for one: she didn't whine to anyone, second: She wouldn't STAY with Hojo SHOULD she be fired, three: he wasn't likely to succeed in getting Sephiroth fired because Shinra still needed her to enforce the rule he'd imposed upon the world. No, instead, she let him think he won and he turned, stomping away.
Slowly, Sephiroth began to laugh, it got louder until people began to look at her. Finally, grinning jovially, she folded her hands behind her and said to no one in particular. "One day... I will kill him. I will take great pleasure in doing so. I think that's something to look forward to."
****
"Damn... it's so scary when he laughs like that..." said one employee as he worked on filling balloons with helium. Another employee who was tying them together nodded in agreement.
"Can hardly believe he's just a little kid."
****
The cameras and lights were focused on Shinra and Sephiroth where they stood on a somewhat rickety stage set up in the cafeteria. Shinra was blabbering on about his goals and stuff. And finally, he came to a stop and people applauded. Sephiroth barely kept the contempt from her face as she stared at them all.
A hand raised. "Sir- a question for Sephiroth.." Shinra nodded to the reporter, smiling and puffing on his Cigar. "Sephiroth- the people want to know: What are YOUR goals for the future?"
"Goals.." she said softly, though it was so quiet that they all clearly heard her. Slowly... a smile crossed Sephiroth's lips. This, however, was no mere smile of joy, or bliss, or even pinned on. This was a smile that would have belonged on a savage animal. "Oh," she said then, "I have one!" she waited a moment, just to be dramatic, "Someday... I will kill you all. I will take great pleasure in it... I think that's something to look forward to, ne? Until then, have a very nice day."
And she closed her mouth, half the smirk still staining her lips. The audience backed up just a bit, perhaps it would be a good idea to end this meeting VERY soon... hopefully before Sephiroth's wish for them to have a nice day ended VERY violently.
Shinra cleared his throat and stared at Sephiroth a moment more as it trying to make her say something more enthusiastically (or at least something about ensuring the safety of those under Shinra's rule). "I think what he means to say is... That he'll kill whoever tries to harm the people of Shinra," the fat man attempted to cover but Sephiroth just stood there half smirking at the cameras.
Halfhearted applause... Soon after that, the conference was over and Sephiroth walked beside Shinra as he headed toward the elevator. "WHY did you say that?!" the president of the company growled, "You realize how much that hurt the company image!?"
"If you were wondering, Mr. President," Sephiroth said in an utterly polite voice, "My goal DID include you."
This silenced the president and he hurried onward to slide into the elevator with one of the Turks, frantically jabbing the button to go to any level. Sephiroth stopped outside the elevator, folding her arms and wearing that half-smirk once more.
The door finally closed and Shinra breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn he's scary sometimes!"
Tseng, who happened to be in the elevator when Shinra rushed in, stood with a slightly bemused look on his face. "Yes, he is," he answered the president, who hadn't realized he was in company, having been so terrified of Sephiroth at the moment. The fat man jumped slightly and looked at his Turk.
"I should talk to Hojo," the president said firmly, putting it firmly into his mind so he wouldn't forget by the time he got to his office.
****
Sephiroth continued to stand in front of the elevator, arms crossed and weight on one leg. Even though the elevator had moved on, she still stood there. However, the smirk was gone. Short life span on that satisfaction. She needed something new to do now. Perhaps training would be good... an even better option.. was a bath. A nice warm bath, with the door locked.
A new smile touched her lips, one of pleasure, one rarely seen on her face, but she turned and headed toward the other elevator, entering once it arrived and heading toward her room.
*****
Not only was it a bad day, but a terrible day. The press were going to be coming, for they hadn't been allowed into the ball the night before, and now were going to get their little interview with Shinra and Sephiroth.
Today, she wore her black coat and Masamune.
All around her, though she had plenty of space around her, people moved hurriedly from one place to another, setting things up for the conference. The cafeteria was the only place big enough to hold them all.
Rufus was wandering around, getting in the way, asking stupid questions, and... mostly being an utterly annoying little brat. And then he spotted her. Making his way over, he pretended to be superior and snirked at her. "Well, being a little anti-social, aren't we?"
"Where'd you learn that big word? Actually crack a dictionary for once?" Sephiroth managed to keep her tone level. Rufus however, was angered and he narrowed his eyes in what would eventually become a dangerous look.. at the moment though, it was rather stupid looking.
Taking a breath, he fixed his smile back into place, he'd play it cool too, "No," he answered calmly, "I was actually helping my father," he stated.
"And you think that I'm impressed by your ass licking attitude toward your father?"
Rufus's cool broke, "You're just jealous cause you'll never get to run the company!"
Sephiroth was actually... starting to enjoy this. "Why should I give a flying fuck about the company?"
"When _I_ own it, I'm firing you!"
"I'm look forward to it."
"Little bitch," he hissed so no one else would hear him cussing. Sephiroth was allowed to, no one could stop HER from it, but Rufus was supposed to be a civilized little heathen. Though normally, insults didn't phase Sephiroth, but somehow, this one seemed utterly derogatory and stabbed her in the gut. She didn't let it reach her face, instead, stared at him blankly. "I hate you," he said, "And .. and I'll get my Dad to fire you. Then you won't have no one but Hojo to whine to."
She didn't bother telling him that for one: she didn't whine to anyone, second: She wouldn't STAY with Hojo SHOULD she be fired, three: he wasn't likely to succeed in getting Sephiroth fired because Shinra still needed her to enforce the rule he'd imposed upon the world. No, instead, she let him think he won and he turned, stomping away.
Slowly, Sephiroth began to laugh, it got louder until people began to look at her. Finally, grinning jovially, she folded her hands behind her and said to no one in particular. "One day... I will kill him. I will take great pleasure in doing so. I think that's something to look forward to."
****
"Damn... it's so scary when he laughs like that..." said one employee as he worked on filling balloons with helium. Another employee who was tying them together nodded in agreement.
"Can hardly believe he's just a little kid."
****
The cameras and lights were focused on Shinra and Sephiroth where they stood on a somewhat rickety stage set up in the cafeteria. Shinra was blabbering on about his goals and stuff. And finally, he came to a stop and people applauded. Sephiroth barely kept the contempt from her face as she stared at them all.
A hand raised. "Sir- a question for Sephiroth.." Shinra nodded to the reporter, smiling and puffing on his Cigar. "Sephiroth- the people want to know: What are YOUR goals for the future?"
"Goals.." she said softly, though it was so quiet that they all clearly heard her. Slowly... a smile crossed Sephiroth's lips. This, however, was no mere smile of joy, or bliss, or even pinned on. This was a smile that would have belonged on a savage animal. "Oh," she said then, "I have one!" she waited a moment, just to be dramatic, "Someday... I will kill you all. I will take great pleasure in it... I think that's something to look forward to, ne? Until then, have a very nice day."
And she closed her mouth, half the smirk still staining her lips. The audience backed up just a bit, perhaps it would be a good idea to end this meeting VERY soon... hopefully before Sephiroth's wish for them to have a nice day ended VERY violently.
Shinra cleared his throat and stared at Sephiroth a moment more as it trying to make her say something more enthusiastically (or at least something about ensuring the safety of those under Shinra's rule). "I think what he means to say is... That he'll kill whoever tries to harm the people of Shinra," the fat man attempted to cover but Sephiroth just stood there half smirking at the cameras.
Halfhearted applause... Soon after that, the conference was over and Sephiroth walked beside Shinra as he headed toward the elevator. "WHY did you say that?!" the president of the company growled, "You realize how much that hurt the company image!?"
"If you were wondering, Mr. President," Sephiroth said in an utterly polite voice, "My goal DID include you."
This silenced the president and he hurried onward to slide into the elevator with one of the Turks, frantically jabbing the button to go to any level. Sephiroth stopped outside the elevator, folding her arms and wearing that half-smirk once more.
The door finally closed and Shinra breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn he's scary sometimes!"
Tseng, who happened to be in the elevator when Shinra rushed in, stood with a slightly bemused look on his face. "Yes, he is," he answered the president, who hadn't realized he was in company, having been so terrified of Sephiroth at the moment. The fat man jumped slightly and looked at his Turk.
"I should talk to Hojo," the president said firmly, putting it firmly into his mind so he wouldn't forget by the time he got to his office.
****
Sephiroth continued to stand in front of the elevator, arms crossed and weight on one leg. Even though the elevator had moved on, she still stood there. However, the smirk was gone. Short life span on that satisfaction. She needed something new to do now. Perhaps training would be good... an even better option.. was a bath. A nice warm bath, with the door locked.
A new smile touched her lips, one of pleasure, one rarely seen on her face, but she turned and headed toward the other elevator, entering once it arrived and heading toward her room.
*****