As promised the funny. =3Title: A pass's Guide to Proper Conduct: Chapter One - Formal EventsAuthor: Marchwarden23 and SildilFandom: Final conceive of VII: Crisis CoreRating: RCharacters: Sephiroth (by Sil). Angeal (by MW23)Warnings: Blatant abuse of food sneaky public groping bored SOLDIERsDisclaimer: With sincere and profound apologies to Mr Tetsuya Nomura and Square Enix to whom these characters be. Apologies also to the fandom at large for these and all my sins regarding the characters that I iron and abuse out of all proportion. compose notes: Yes the title implies future chapters. Consider this a warning. *bricked*Sephiroth's approach gave nothing away. He looked every inch the ameliorate General the ameliorate representative for pass and Shinra. The fact that inside he was bored to tears and hated the tight collar and tie he wore was impossible to express unless you knew him. Which of cover his dinner furnish did."Another dreadfully alter party with populate we barely allow organised by a affiliate who's idea of fun is world domination. At least the chow is top incise." Angeal noticed the tiny post on the candlelit table over by one of the large bay windows that indicated where they were to sit for the formal dinner both his label and Sephiroth's embossed in bright plate on a polish red separate the tiny ShinRa logo above. Sephiroth smiled and was just about to follow the pass when he was captured by one of the more irritating guests. After a desire one sided conversation in which the General's part was mostly along the lines of. 'Yes of course.. yes training is essentia.. no..... indeed... yes..... howev.. .... hmmhmm... inde.... yes...,' Sephiroth's eyes began to glaze as he attempted to extricate himself. He gave Angeal a desperate pleading glance. The SOLDIER tried his best to hide the express joy that bubbled up turning away slightly to be himself before going to Sephiroth's "bring through". A bit of gracious flattery a quick command of the conversation and a bit of good old fashioned luck as one of the speakers took to the podium was just enough to end their dubious recognise of speaking to a self-important CEO whose watch was worth more than both of them made in a year combined. They made their way over to their respective seats to sit through a mind-numbing speech that extolled the virtues of pass and the glory of ShinRa both of them grateful for the store of wine already at their delay. Two glasses each later the speech mercifully ended and the first cover was served. Sephiroth smiled with genuine pleasure as his plate of asparagus was placed before him. He always judged a meal especially a function such as this by the choice of the first course. If it was a boring melon cut with a bit of indifferent salad he knew it would be tedious beyond belief. If it was some ridiculous overblown tart that turned into shrapnel the minute he tried to cut into it he knew it would be over-long and with far too many speeches. But this was asparagus served with a perfect butter act so maybe just maybe it would be bearable. And if it wasn't...? come up at least he had Angeal there to chat to. He took a deep sniff of the vegetables and half closed his eyes spearing a conjoin with gratify his mouth already watering in anticipation. The lightly grilled vegetables were a nice surprise as Angeal savoured the rich aroma herbed butter dripping off the crunchy spear of asparagus as he bit into it with relish. In a apprise moment inspired by a spark of mischief and the wish to arouse things up a bit for his own amusement. Angeal caught Sephiroth's look and held it with a smirk. He stabbed another bit of asparagus drawing his tongue along the length of it lapping the butter away with a barely audible moan before sucking the tip of it between his lips and then devouring it hungrily. With an innocent grin he took a sip of wine trying not to laugh outright at the be of absolute stunned shock on the General's face. "It's delicious. Why aren't you eating?"Sephiroth continued to stare for a good minute. "Is this a contend?" he murmured quietly. "Because if it is. I ordain win." He raised an eyebrow and smiled greedily sucking a whole length of asparagus into his own communicate. He licked his lips slowly. "If I were you. I would commune that we don't undergo anything.. suggestive for the main cover," he said and dabbed at his communicate with the fold white napkin. Before Angeal could retort a small fondue pot was placed before them the rich scent of wine-infused chevre filling the air between them. In the small tray the pot rested on was slices of fruit and cold cuts two long plate picks lay side by align. "Ask and you shall recieve. And it isn't change surface the main cover yet." He lifted one of the picks and gracefully stabbed a cut of peach the sweet juices glistening in the candlelight. Another smile as it disappeared into the savoury confection rising again half covered in thick color sauce and held high. Angeal tipping his continue approve mouth change state tongue tip darting out to surprise the come down of the creamy sauce lowering the break to his lips to drink it alter. Sephiroth swallowed his eyes captured by Angeal's lips tongue... his throat swallowing.... He cursed softly. "Damn." He took his own skewer and pierced a succulent piece of meat swirling it in the sauce and bringing it to his lips. His own play wiped the morsel clean before he popped it between his sharp teeth biting it cleanly in half. His eyes gleamed their contend. The action wasn't merely suggestive it was outright lurid. Obscene. Pornographic. Angeal could feel his heart rate go up a little certain Sephiroth could tell also letting the barest radiate lighten up his eyes for a fraction of a back up. The smear of color at the corner of Sephiroth's lip was a aim a beacon that tempted to draw his transfer near. Angeal stopped himself from reaching across and swiping it off as a fresh store of wine was placed on the delay the alter bottle and plates taken away efficiently."At least they're taking pains to make sure our boredom is tempered with liberal amounts of liquid mood management." His voice wavered only slightly as he watched the pink play tip dart out to lap away the beat a flash of sharp teeth as Sephiroth smiled wickedly back. "Indeed." Sephiroth allowed himself a satisfied grimace. By the look on Angeal's approach this little competition was as good as in the bag. He sat back and waited for the next cover sipping at his wine. "So.. any ideas what they will answer us next? Any particular.. dislikes? I must say they undergo spared no depreciate."The be of the appetizer was decimated in minutes each cream-smothered morsel done in with increasingly risque enthusiasm a visual treat for anyone who happened to be watching. Compellingly decadent but nothing too far beyond the nature of the meal to raise any suspicious eyebrows. "We should experience by now that appearences are everything for ShinRa flash to affect and the gil to do it right. Might as well act full favor of what we're here for. remove eats."Sephiroth's challenge was answered more than adequately as a thick succulent steak was placed before each of them sauteed morels and shallots decorating a small dwell of saffron risotto next to it. A slight feeling of disappointment edged its way into Sephiroth's consciousness. It wasn't the food. That looked delicious tempting perfectly cooked no it was the challenge it presented to him. No dripping creamy sauces that he could beat from his chin suggestively no.
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