It's just coffee. It's not a psych evaluation.
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You've met Reno. And approximately half of SOLDIER.
"Have a seat," Rufus replies quietly, gesturing vaguely to the seat on the other side of his desk as he turns away from the windows. He sweeps across the floor to sit down at his desk, folding his hands atop the surface. "You were found in the undercity before you were brought in to Shinra." It's
Nodding, they close the door behind them and cross the gap- standing on the other side of the desk, studying Rufusโ posture. Not in trouble, or not yet at least, and Aigis relaxes their shoulders a little. The city, seen through those windows, seems almost small.
"This is how the children act when Tseng is busy."
"You'll turn that paperwork into Tseng by the end of the night, or you'll be kept on desk duty for a month."
โThatโs a pretty convincing argument, boss. Alright, alright. Iโm moving......after I get some coffee."
That will be good news for Tseng. He'll be getting a raise, considering Reno will no longer be making as much money.
"Interesting. I suppose I'll start paying you for what you do as opposed to what you're supposed to do."
"Because if I actually worked at full capacity, you couldn't afford me.โ
"What is the point of having one of the highest paying jobs in the company if you don't do it?"
"This isn't fair. What's the point in having all these fancy desks if we never get to see them under all that paperwork?"
All of that paperwork you're shredding is required work. It will be reissued -- to be handled on your off-time now.
The door will be open.
"๐๐ง ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฌ๐ด. ๐๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ." ๐พ๐ก๐ค๐ช๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ (20+ writer, 10+ years experience, multiโ para && lit preferred. ) #MVRP/ #FF7RP / #FFVIIRP
Now is fine. It will be a brief meeting, but on the off chance it's not, he can bring any food he might need.
Requested. Without urgency.
[ a wave of his hand. ] It needn't be a grand affair. Whenever he has time.
Oh, yes. He will need to speak with the. . . PR team. At some point.
The mood he's in would be *tangible* to anyone entering his office.
I don't have time for this.
I genuinely could not care less about your gratitude. It's coffee, it's expensive, and there was no need to waste it. If it being from me is the reason you're so off put by it, give it to someone else.
I'm only saying this because it's clear that's what you want. But "thank you". I will drink it when I get it to it. Alright?
Brewing some tea. Expensive tea. It's already been a morning.
Rufus is standing at the large windows that take up the entirety of the wall behind his desk, hands clasped at the small of his back as he peers out over the city below. The lights of the city reflect back, fractals that shimmer in greens and golds. "Enter and close the door." The words, though
They stare at the screen for a few more seconds, but no follow-up message shows up on screen to elaborate. Aigis chews on their cheek, mentally reviewing the latest jobs, the latest reports, anything that could warrant thisโor maybe itโs simply a new assignment, orโ
I'm working on something for the Turks. They're welcome to my stores of coffee whenever they'd like.
...i would, but why the hell was i the first one to come to mind? the turks practically live off coffee. Would've been a nice treat for one of them.
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