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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 26, 2009 21:17:40 GMT
Reeve's gift was a chess set. "Since you defeated me in checkers, young lady, I think you're ready for a real mind game." He smiled and accepted Marlene's excited hug. "Speaking of fun, Yuffie, you owe me a week's worth of mission reports."
Enough of the ale; a simple glass of red wine seemed appropriate right now. Wine relaxed him, since Genesis was quoting Loveless -- again.
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 26, 2009 21:23:59 GMT
Yuffie put on her best 'woe is me' face.
"Aww maaaaaan... C'mon Reeve; it's a party. You can't be talking about work at a party."
She sidled over and took his arm. "You'll let me off, right?" She turned on the puppy dog eyes. "Pleeeeeeeeeease?"
Then she took the drink she was being handed. The room wasn't going pleasantly fuzzy yet; she needed more alcohol.
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 26, 2009 21:38:19 GMT
"That depends, Yuffie." He motioned to Tifa to refill his wine. "Will you hop on the bar like you do my desk and beg me then? You know how much I enjoy that."
He took care to cover his drink again. She was hanging on his arm and he never could be certain what her hands were hiding.
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 26, 2009 21:46:18 GMT
Darn, he was covering his drink again. Alright, if he wanted the begging routine...
"Reeve," she whimpered, hopping onto the bartop and sitting in front of him. "You're the best boss in the world (even though you technically force me to work for you, you jerk), but I neeeeeeed to not do those mission reports. Seriously, if I do, the planet will like, implode or something! Implode! Pop! Gone!"
She grabbed his glass and drained it. "I'll give you a lollipop if you let it go."
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 26, 2009 21:55:56 GMT
He raised an eyebrow. "If it's a cherry flavored lollipop, I'll give them to Reno to file."
Since she had the audicity to drink the rest of his wine, he went ahead and finished her drink. Probably not the wisest choice in the world, but he really was such a softie when it came to young Wutaiin girl begging in front of him. Especially one wearing short shorts.
"Tifa, give me what Yuffie was drinking. That's not half bad."
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 26, 2009 22:02:39 GMT
Ah, the advantages of being a young girl with a slightly secretly perverted boss. All hail the power of the skimpy clothing.
"One cherry lollipop on your desk first thing tomorrow... afternoon." she said smugly, sliding back onto her seat. "Tifa, cocktail please. Something fruity. With lotsa sugar." She shot a sly glance at Reno. He was not gonna be having fun with those reports.
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Post by Shagi Tigori on Jan 27, 2009 0:12:30 GMT
Genesis stood and moved over to Marlene, "There is no hate, only joy, for you are beloved by the goddess..." He recited calmly as he pulled out a small package wrapped delicately in dark blue shiny paper, tied with a silver ribbon that had a silver bow in the center. He was not sure what a child would like so he got her a small silver necklace that had a pearl with dolphins circling it. "For you. Happy Birthday." He gave an out of character bow as he handed her the package. He gave a charming smile before returning to his seat and ordering a scotch.
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Post by Moira Rose on Jan 27, 2009 7:02:32 GMT
Reno sat rather comfortably next to Rufus, unaware (or choosing to be unaware) of the latter's discomfort. After his third Bloody Mary, which was, on the whole, rather sour, he was hardly touched by the alcohol. And as things went, he picked a Clockwork Tangerine, simply for its strange name. When it came, not caring for what he was ingesting, he threw it down his throat. As he asked for another, Tifa gave him the evil eyes.
"Present?"
He pulled off a cocky grin.
"For you? I co-" She cut him off before he spouted something rather obscene in front of the birthday girl. As it was, Tifa restrained herself from covering the girl's ears.
"Present for Marlene."
It took him approximately half a minute to realise who exactly Marlene was, and then another fifteen seconds to remember where he had put the present. After retrieving it from the table, he took another moment or two to recall what the present really was.
She opened it with the same enthusiasm she had lavished on the others. The torn red paper fell away to reveal...
A book. A small one, but no doubt, a book.
Everyone promptly displayed varying degrees of shock, surprise and suspicion.
The words of the title marched across the top, over a picture of a girl that would be homely and common, if not for an extremely out-of-place fish tail replacing her feet. The Little Mermaid.
Marlene gave a shriek of joy which did not really become her, and pounced on Reno, tackling him with a fierce hug. He blinked once or twice. That was certainly...uncalled for.
And to think this was all for a book he'd asked the lady at the counter to pick for him.
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Post by Hope on Jan 27, 2009 8:52:08 GMT
Tseng watched, somewhat amused by Reno's shocked expression as Marlene launched in his direction in something akin to a rugby tackle. The Little Mermaid, he suspected their secretary had been involved in that purchase somewhere. Tseng only hoped she'd done as good a job in selecting his gift. It was too late to worry now, at any rate, Marlene was already demolishing his careful wrapping.
"I love it!" she gasped, pushing aside the last of the paper to take out a plastic pony with a flowing multicoloured mane. "I'm calling it Cloud!" she declared.
Cloud looked a little bemused as he watched his name-sake trotting around the room firmly within Marlene's grasp, but he nodded his thanks to Tseng anyway.
Excellent, Tseng thought. It always pays to get the right staff. He risked a glance at Reno who was already slumped, shirt hanging out and one arm around the neck of an unimpressed Cissnei. Tseng frowned.
"I think I need another whiskey."
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Post by fearandloathing on Jan 27, 2009 9:23:47 GMT
"As do I!" Rufus interjected, standing up suddenly and tapping his manicured fingers on the bar. When was the press convoy going to get here? Why was he even doing this? How did he even know there was going to be a press Convoy? What if Tseng had lied to him?
"Tseng," he said sternly, as Tifa placed double whiskeys in front of them and Rufus quickly drank his - ah, he was beginning to get to the stage where it didn't burn his throat as much as it used to. Thank god for alcoholism in the family. His father used to drink this stuff like water.
"Present!" He heard a shrilly cry behind him, and turned around to find a very small person behind him, one hand popped on her hip as he'd seen the bartender doing only minutes earlier. Oh, she was her daughter; that made sense.
"Happy... Sweet-Sixt-" Rufus was rather alarmed when Tseng slapped him on the back half way though the word 'sixteen', cutting it off at a garbled 'six'. Tseng rarely ever hit him, but then again, Tseng hardly every drank. Rufus let it be.
He stuck his hand into his pocket and grabbed all his change - the drinks were free tonight, so it wasn't like he was going to need it.
"Hold out your hands," he instructed Marlene, who did so a little suspicioulsy, and Rufus was sure he could feel Tifa innocently smashing empty bottles into the recycling bin behind him - a warning if there ever was one. Rufus opened his hand and roughly twenty thousand gil and a button dropped into Marlene's hand.
Marlene didn't know they even made thousand-gil pieces. Or buttons with 'Property of Rufus Shinra of Shinra Inc.' stamped on them.
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Post by Moira Rose on Jan 27, 2009 9:57:22 GMT
Reno was indignant. His employer gave more money to a whelp of a girl in one day than his loyal subordinates in a month! He made it his mission to get that money. That little girl would learn to share her presents.
"Hey yo, little girl?"
Marlene turned around. Tilting her head to the side, she answered, "Yeah?"
"How about we come to some kind of compromise? You kno-"
Thump. A hand came down on his head. Marlene giggled.
"Hey hey, what Rude?"
"Don't try stealing from little girls. Try doing more paperwork instead."
Everyone in his vicinity heard, and laughed.
Reno's eyes smoldered as his face reddened. Just like Rude. That attention seeker! But he knew his partner's strength more than anyone else, and decided not to push his suit. He returned grumpily to the bar and called for a beer to nurse his injured ego.
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Post by Lunatic Belle on Jan 27, 2009 10:09:24 GMT
Even though Cait Sith raced to Marlene's place as soon as he got the invitation he was way too late. He pushed the door open, standing in the doorway, his legs apart. The crown on his head was a bit out of square and his fur stuck out in all directions.
"Am I late? huh? huh?" He looked right and left several times in order to find the birthday girl. "MAARLEEEENEE!" he screamed, running towards her and eventually jumped into her arms, almost tackling her down.
"Hey, hey easy, Cait" Marlene giggled.
Cait Sith needed a few moments to catch his breath and realised he had forgotten to buy a present for the little girl. He cleared his throat "Ha-happy Birthday...!" You could almost hear little gearwheels working in his head. Marlene looked at him eagerly, waiting for her present. Then an idea came to his mind. "I, uhm... yeah, here's your present, little one!" Cait Sith said handing her his own little crown in hesitation. Marlene looked at it with sparkling eyes but noticed Cait Sith's not so happy face at the same time.
"Thank you, Cait! I'll only wear it tonight, okay?" the girl smiled and placed the crown on top of her head. The little cat nodded and sighed, he really had to buy her a proper present later. Cait Sith looked around finding his friends in another corner of the room and walked up to them.
"Hey, Reeve! Hey, Reno! Hey, Rude! Hey, Tseng! Hey, Rufus! Hey, Elena! Hey, Cissnei!" he greeted some of them, waving at the others. "So what are you guys talking about??" (Mod broke up the paragraphs because she is meddlesome, diff. lines for different people's speech. Hope Stoffi doesn't mind, I love the crown thing, it's perfect ;D
No, I don't mind. You're welcome to do so, and to correct grammar/spelling ;D. Thank you!
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 27, 2009 13:21:45 GMT
Reeve looked down at his creation with a smile. "Cait, remember all that paperwork Yuffie owes me? Go ahead and transfer it to Reno's office, would you please?"
The commissioner gave a small wink to the ninja. Then he requested another drink. He had a strong tolerance to alcohol and tonight, he planned to make use of it. WRO could be very stressful at times.
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Post by Shagi Tigori on Jan 27, 2009 17:00:42 GMT
Genesis downed another drink before standing and clearing his throat, hoping to gain everyone's attention. He closed Loveless and set it on the bar, next to his drink, with his gloves placed neatly on top of it. "Ms. Lockheart, Mr. Shinra has graciously paid me to be then entertainment for Marlene for her sixth birthday." He said with a forced smile.
He turned to Marlene and pulled out a single rose from behind her ear. "For you." He gave another smile as she grew excited, bouncing some. He chose to use some of the oldest tricks in the books and was getting slightly amused by himself, ignoring how stupid he may seem.
"Would you like to see some juggling Marlene?" He asked, knowing she would find some amusement in it. He began juggling what looked like crystal balls before setting them on fire and continuing his act.
((I have to say this... I got through that first sentence and proceeded to crack up at my next thought... Poor Gen.... I am so sorry))
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Post by Lunatic Belle on Jan 27, 2009 17:26:55 GMT
"Aww, Reeve, do I have to do it now??" Cait Sith whined "I just arrived about 15 minutes ago, plus I haven't even finished my first drink yet".
He looked at Reeve with big, watery eyes, sipping at the straw of his oversized cocktail, at least for his height, he had to hold with two paws.
"Why can't Yuffie do it herself anyways...?" he muttered to himself, looking past Reeve to see Genesis juggling. "I really do hope he won't hit my precious crown with one of these balls..." Cait Sith thought.
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