Rufus Shinra

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I can give you some money to get your shirt cleaned, if it's a problem." Everyone seemed to have a problem here, but money cleaned it up for the most part.

"I have never seen the lights on New Years and thought it'd be nice... Yet here we are." Another lot of shoving. "At least the views nice..."

the baricades, where feet moved faster than thought and so did his hands. Catching someone's sleeve so he didn't hug the floor and have his face permenantly marred.

"I get this excitement, but it's a bit much..." Rufus muttered under his breath, before releasing the persons clothes. "Sorry... +

sounds, the lights, all of the beauty and he could see why people did this. It was mesmorising if not a bit simple, but beauty was always synonymous with art and it was all tangiable.

A moment of tranquility.

This time, there was barely time to think about that as everyone was pushed towards +

everyone seemed to keep their head down and moved toward their destination quickly.

At least that was how it felt, because soon enough he was crowded in with hundreds, if not thousands, of people. Staring at a seemingly calm ocean, watching as night fell. More people came in.

Then came the +

he had to admit he was going to blend in. Black pants, shoes, a knitted white sweater to go over his formal shirt and a grey beanie, to hide the familiar platinum stands.

A brief conversation with a certain Turk and he was out on the streets. No one looked at him, jeered at him, it was refreshing+

this year was different, maybe that was due to the fact he was the one in charge. But it still felt too much like his father in this office, the crushing pressure.

An easy decision then, go see what all the fuss is about.

Getting rid of his usual attire and dressing down felt foreign, but even +

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It was always an odd thing to the now President of ShinRa, that people would flock together to see some pretty lights in the sky. He had seen them, every year, from his fathers mansion to his fathers office.

Every year, they looked the same, but -

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Of course, if she is comfortable with that.

Maybe he just wants Dagger bent over his desk screaming his name.

A grin spreadsheet his lips as he escorts her to his office. A rather plush seat so she can watch him make a coffee.

"Pure coffee, or do you want milk, sugar and perhaps some vanilla?"

An unfortunately particular way.

Lace. Nice.

It's #seductivesunday and everyone needs to participate.

This is not okay.

"Indeed I am. I won't even poison it." An amused smirk on his face. "But I understand if you're afraid."

He doesn't have many of those.

[ @arcaneancient.bsky.social ]

Nothing had prepared him for the sight of Aerith, knocking on his door looking like she'd been through hell. Blinking once, twice, he had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, she was still there.

"Why did you come /here/?" Shock evident in his voice

for a moment, before helping him to sit down.

"I'll help you, but you have a lot of explaining to do, Genesis. But first I have to know, what happened?" Rufus asked as he went to grab the first aid kit.

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It was on the top of his list of things he never thought would happen, to have Genesis appear on his doorstep, bloodied and looking horrible would be at the top. He was at a loss for words, a frown on his face.

Stepping aside, he let the man in and just stared +

Gladly.

"That sounds nice actually... You know, anyone that can make a good coffee is a rare person. Do you like coffee? You can critique my skills."

What a treat.

"If you weren't a Ninja, what would you be?"

I can give ya something better to think about.