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MUN VS MUSE

No wonder her dad was extra annoyed when she reappeared… For the same reasons as Marcie, but because of Marcie as well. Although, she would have paid to see those arguments… Old army doctor and a feisty baker? That would make one heck of an entertaining show!

Bringing herself back to reality, Mish nodded.”I’m sorry. I’m going to say that a million times over the next week but I do mean it,” she assured. “I should have told someone something. But when you want to get lost for a bit, well, you can literally get lost. And the whole phone thing too. So. Yeah.”

Seeing Marcie’s expression change squeezed Mish’s heart. She really did hurt her best friend and that would take some true sisterly bonding time to make things right again.

“Marce,” she said, moving to crouch down beside her. “Look. I’m sorry. I really am. But I’m here now. And I have no intentions of leaving again. I am in a much better place now and I’ve been able to control the old demons. Kick those fuckers to the curb, alright?”

Smiling softly, she took Marcie’s hand and squeezed. “You are my best friend. May not have been around the longest, but you stayed and that, my friend, is what counts. Next time I go anywhere far away, it’ll be to a vacation. With you. To someone nice and warm where we can just forget everything and be our silly selves. Deal?”

     It had been a hell of a show. Marcie recalled a tall, lanky, blunt man kept having to pick her up and put her outside of the house to keep her from bothering Mish’s dad. A work friend, she thought. “I know you are and I know I’m not making any of this easier on you by freaking out,” she admitted. “There’s... so much that goes on in the world now and I couldn’t handle the thought that something may have happened to you.” 

She nibbled on her cupcake for a moment and listened as Mish spoke. It was when she got up that she finally put the sweet on the table again. “Definitely. They can’t hurt you anymore and if they try, we’ll chase them out with three priests and a ton of crucifixes, right?” The visual made her giggle softly but the amusement didn’t touch her eyes. Worry still laid there. 

Holding on to Mish’s hands, Marcie tried her best not to let her emotions get the better of her. It was hard though, so much more difficult than she ever could have predicted. 

Noctis murmured a quiet thanks as he exited the elevator, having expected to have to dash out after the SOLDIER and was fully prepared to do so when the door was not only held open for him but he was allowed to exit first. Not all rumors had a basis in reality, it seemed. So far Sephiroth seemed nicer than most people gave him credit for, and definitely wasn’t a man-eating demon like those in his department liked claiming.

The comment about the labs was one he wasn’t sure how to respond to. For as kind as the other was being, he couldn’t tell him that they would have an interest. A very real and deadly interest if what his father had said was true. “ I wouldn’t throw you under the bus just to escape them. Wouldn’t do it to anyone really, but your life seems stressful enough without being hounded by scientists for being sick. I’ll just stay away from the labs as much as I can, I’m sure Director Tuesti will be kind to me in that regard. “

“ Oh, I could send some passive-aggressive emails to people if it would help your midnight meetings. I might not have much pull but I’m sure all it takes is a few people complaining before others will jump on the train. I can’t imagine what listening to a whole bunch of boring nonsense would be like, but if it’s anything on par with being woken up to finish someone else’s work, I can imagine its infuriating. “ 

     A small laugh left him. “Scientists will have me one way or another, I’m afraid. Sick or not, attendance is almost mandatory. You’re not wrong to stay far away from them.” Not only were many of them incompetent but the leader, Hojo, he felt was the worst of them all. Of course, Sephiroth wouldn’t say that out loud. Not that he feared the man but he knew what Hojo could and would do if he felt the need to. Sometimes it was better to remain silent and wait.

“Oh? Midnight meetings are, quite honestly, the worst. I get little enough sleep as it is.” Absolutely unnecessary, in his opinion, to have midnight meetings anyway. If it weren’t a nightmare emergency scenario, then he truly couldn’t be less bothered if he tried. Sephiroth valued his time away from the office, no matter how little it was. 

He swiped his card yet again and snorted. “Not only is it boring nonsense, it’s entirely ridiculous. Often, it has to do with various reports. The president enjoys rehashing week old reports - he clearly doesn’t keep up with the most current ones. If he does, then he has someone give him the cliff notes. Most are detailed enough so we can tell.” 

       Whatever likeness in behavior Zack had with Angeal completely went over the young soldier’s head. It would seem that with training with his mentor that Zack had picked up more the the man aside from just how to swing a sword.

      When Sephiroth stated he would lose track of whatever work he was doing, Zack wasn’t sure whether to believe him or not. If it were Zack, he knew he would not want to lose his place in the middle of work. But then this was Sephiroth he was talking to. And just like Angeal and Genesis, he seemed to be on his own level. His brow started to knit the more he pondered about it. Luckily before he could give a retort Sephiroth would speak up again with a compromise.

      “Sounds easy enough,” he finally said as one hand was waved from side to side lightly. “I always like watching the cadets work. But once we’re done,” Zack said now up at Sephiroth. “You’re going to sleep.” No if’s and’s or but’s it seemed. That stubbornness of his was showing again.

     “Are you going to make me?” Amusement painted his words as he stood. He supposed he could entertain the thought. Really, it would have been fun to see if Zack could have forced him to sleep. Even as the thought crossed his mind, Sephiroth knew that he wouldn’t sleep more than a few hours. Anything more than that was... too much.

Walking around the desk, he waved his hand for Zack to follow and started out of the office. His secretary was working peacefully, likely working on orders, she only smiled at them as they passed. He didn’t mind her. Sephiroth waited until they were out into the hall to glance out of the windows. 

Prompto watched as the man was now walking over to him, the blonde sweat dropped as Sephiroth was really taller compared to him as he then followed them to see the rooms of the Citadel that he has not seen yet as he then replied.

“This is super nice of you to offer Sir as I greatly appreciate this, thank-you so much and there are trial by combat rooms? I have no idea! That sounds really awesome!”

He said with a bright smile, eager to see each room as he enjoyed exploring new areas of a building.

     So this was the one rescued from Niflheim. Sephiroth examined him for a moment and nodded as he turned sharply to lead the way. “Surprising that your friend wouldn’t take you through the Citadel to see them first. Do you know much about the history of Lucis?” 

Perhaps he shouldn’t assumed the other wouldn’t know but given that he hadn’t prior knowledge of the rooms to begin with... “She holds a bloody history,” he went on. “As I’m certain you may have ascertained. Most nations would not have advanced if not for bloodshed. As we stand against Niflheim, the mistakes of the past should be paid attention to.”

Sephiroth turned down one of the lesser known corridors and down a spiral staircase. The trial by combat room was below the main throne room, just above the dungeons. He stopped at the entrance of the arena, a square area with wrought iron fences that would have separated the crowd and the fighters. With a hand, he gestured invitingly. 

Mish giggled at him, rolling her watery eyes. “Yes, very evil. The most dubious earth you can imagine! Must have come from Darth Vader’s boots,” she teased, glad to have the distraction.

“Matt Proven…” She paused, trying to repeat the rest of his name. “I like Matthew Parmigiana better. How does that sound?” Was it right to teas someone about their name within minutes of meeting them? Well, a little late to wonder about that now…

“Michelle Watson. Mish for short. Nice to meet you,” she said, flashing a smile. “And no, Crying Girl is not acceptable.But a slice of that delicious pizza you have would be. Where did you get that?”

     Vader. It’d been years since Matt had heard a good Star Wars reference. It pulled a snicker out of him as he tried not to get sauce smeared all over his face. He really should have picked up some napkins now that he thought about it.

Matt’s snicker turned into a groan almost immediately. “How could I forget? I’ll be the parmigiana to your spaghetti.” Awful, but it got him to smile. Maybe he could make a special exception for a civilian to make cheese jokes at him. 

the goddamn fuck. he had been waiting for aerith’s call for more than 24 hours now. he was practically starving to hear her voice, especially after that slip up at their date last time. it barely took 10 minutes before he was reeled in like a fish, like the good soldier pet he was. sometimes he hated it, but zack also thought of this as his duty. his goal was to become a 1st class as well and be able to protect the ones he loved. so he couldn’t disobey orders and get himself kicked out.

aerith must be mad, he silently thought to himself, really really really mad. she always called back quickly but now she was hanging him out to dry… he sighed loudly, taking another grand sip of the beverage in front of him. angeal had mentioned it once, zack didn’t even know what it contained and right now, he couldn’t care less about how nutritious and healthy it was.

it was making him feel better about himself, so much better that he went straight over to sephiroth. the man looked kind of lonely and lost and he couldn’t leave a buddy alone. the party was boring already, so maybe spending some time with seph was going to make it better. he didn’t even know when he got to call the man seph. maybe he never called him that, zack only shrugged to himself. with his last braincell shutting off, he pulled sephiroth closer and pressed a kiss to his lips before straightening out his clothes. always keep a neat and tight uniform, angeal told him. “ you… looked lonely, “ he squeezed out before grinning, “ and lonely people need hugs and kisses and affection and i thought to myself, that the all mighty sephie might need some. no need to thank me. i can do it again in case you’re interested. “

     Parties had never been his ‘thing.’ In fact, Sephiroth wasn’t entirely certain as to why he’d attended in the first place. Several had brushed him under the pretense of ‘passing by’ but if one more person tried to touch his hair, he was going to turn them into a kebab. His patience had begun wearing thin long before Zack had come toward him but the other’s actions served to distract him. Somewhat. 

A soft noise left him at the explanation. “Lonely? Interesting, I’ve been quite... unsettled, for the time being.” His lips turned upward in a smirk and Sephiroth had to turn his gaze toward the rest of the party’s patrons. Boring didn’t begin to cover it. If the event were a living thing, it’s pulse would have been long gone. 

The last thing Ignis wanted was to worry Noctis more, but he was always honest with his prince and this was something they will have to deal with eventually. Either keep in mind that nights in motels was going to be the norm now when calculating their budget, or sleep in shifts while one person is awake to keep watch. “She’s powerful,” Ignis assured him, believing what he said. “The thought of you must surely comfort her.”

How can your argue with needing cake? Like, really? Mish was not going to for sure. Her eyes widened at seeing the two huge cakes, wondering just how many calories were in them, then thinking fuck it and just preparing for the best night ever.

While Marcie went to change, Mish procured the wine and popped a bottle. She could to at least that much since Marcie made the cakes. Looking her up and down, the blonde grinned and shook her head. “You really need to get some more sweats, girl. I can see right through those pants. Then again, those are my favorite,” she teased, heading towards the room to get changed. “And what were we doing with those panties, my dear friend? Seems suspicious.”

Giggling as she danced away, Mish went to get changed into said tie-dye mess and what she assumed were cut off sweatpants since they were frayed at the bottoms. “Alright, now that we’re in the eating pants, let’s get some eating on!”

    Marcie absolutely would not turn down cake right now. She snickered at Mish and gave her an animated wink. “Oh you never know who I could be reeling in with those. Good thing we’re the same size!” She would never wear her best friend’s clothes for that but she had put them on by mistake a couple of times. ...Those were interesting days when she didn’t catch the mistake right away.

She already had food laid out on plates for them by the time Mish returned. There were little pieces of fruit she cut up laying to the side, anything to keep her hands occupied. “Definitely. We’ll need to pick a movie too. Oh, something Ryan Reynolds. I don’t feel like thinking too much about it. I bet anything we have the Deadpool movies in there somewhere if you’re up to those, maybe one of those RomComs.” 

Of course, she didn’t know if she could sit through an entire RomCom no matter how pretty Ryan Reynolds was. Marcie grabbed her own plate, a cup of wine, and headed for the living room. Dumping herself on the couch, she closed her eyes for a moment and put her plate on the table next to her. “Or we can restart Game of Thrones and talk about how the ending was absolutely unsatisfactory. Whatever you’re in the mood for, I’m here.”