public security

there comes a sigh , a large hand covering the entirety of his mien ; digits roll and prod over his shut lids in massage . the lieutenant general was not about to retract his words , he meant them . . . after all . yet , it wasn't surprising the young SOLDIER lacked in any humility , a trait that irked the man but given roche's finesse in battle it merit the arrogance ( after all , he had once been an impressive twenty-something himself . )

the feedback likely comes with a topic of disinterest for the reckless young man , but if heidegger could convince him otherwise , he would try .

' roche . ' his hand gradually draws away , his arm dropping and meeting behind his back with the other where hands clasp together . spine straightened , several of his steps carry him forward where the SOLDIER leans . ' your fighting skill in casting is 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 my expectations . . . ' he blinks , lids hovered closed a moment as he inhales , choosing his words wisely ' your powerful spells in combination with your swordsmanship . . . i could use someone like you in SECOND class . '

there were none in second class that use materia . since the birth of this program SOLDIER classes varied in skill and techniques ; THIRD using basic magic and physical abilities followed by SECOND solely skilled in physical attack and FIRST an 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 of both skillsets .

now that SOLDIER is an obsolete branch with the remainder under his command . . . he wanted to change this .

knowing there has been prior impassivity to promotion , heidegger holds a hand up as if to stop roche before he could even consider to speak next . ' if you're concerned with any additional responsibilities , simply moving from THIRD to SECOND will not warrant that . ' a pause . . . ' you are better than THIRD class . ' a bold and plain compliment . the solidity of his gaze holds not a moment more , wanting roche to THINK about it .

after turning to depart from the meeting , one more thought slips from the big man's mouth before he's gone ' your new uniform would 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 with your bike . '

commanders assist in the training whilst the big man himself is supervising ; amidst call he keeps a keen eye on the drills whilst participating in conversation during a scheduled meeting . after receiving positive confirmation his call ends , umber gaze shifting through the faces of young men to spot one 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫.

' strife-- ! ' a deep bellow calls upon the name of one particularly eager infantryman ; his drill commander soon busting his chops to move it faster ( the major general awaits ) .

being summoned by the warmonger himself was akin to a student called to the principal's office ; enough to make certain one was shitting their pants . in heidegger's eye , cloud was quite the shrimp ; albeit small . . . he was remarkably a skilled soldier . there was good news for the young man , despite how it may appear . ' cloud strife . infantry rank . . . you're one of the many wanting to apply to SOLDIER . ' there is no asking , more of a statement being made . heidegger assumes this is still a goal the young man is trying to attain .

heavy footfall dully clunks as the major general is pacing ; chin in hand as his burly hand strokes at his beard . unfortunately , the program was in remission . . . with no certainty of when it would return . regardless , there were many advancements in their public safety militia .

' i'm sorry to announce that the SOLDIER program is unfortunately not accepting anymore applicants . ' a disappointing sigh , yes ; but he continues in hope that what he speaks next will push cloud to advance further . ' however , your 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 in the field and in training has been exemplary . . . ' there is a brief moment where his dark eyes sternly connect with his infantryman ; his posture uprights with pride as hands gesture graciously outward .

' i would hate to see such promising skill go to waste . your next assignment , proven your success , 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 for our elite trooper program . ' such an offer would grant him more missions , higher pay , greater work . heidegger attempts to read the blonde's expression , hoping this piqued interest .

𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 twinkled in the large man's umber glare ; roche didn't appear to be in the mood to tolerate his general's berating . . . how quaint . with all the insufferable shenanigans this insubordinate puts him through , heidegger was pleased at the change of heart roche had to be around him

( normally he couldn't get the brat off of his back . )

' lucky me , you actually don't want to be around me today ? aww . ' the words are 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 , though quickly the man shifts to his stern and deadpanned demeanor .

heidegger enjoyed the rare opportunity he was presented with , to have a mediocre moment of peace whilst in the young man's presence . though a blaring alarm made for noise , it proved far more quieter than the SOLDIER he was temporarily shut in with . the high security lockdown function when breached required an override the general could initiate to get the two out of the conundrum of being shut in . the interruption soon granting the young soldier some relief .

certainly taken aback , the expression is shown in a mild gesture ; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰 . ( he is a teen the general reminds himself ) granted the young soldier remained mostly composed and well behaved , it is a moment as such that heidegger realizes this is going to rely on a different approach .

despite the threat sephiroth is at such a juvenile age , it will not intimidate the general to react any differently than he would any of his insubordinate men . the young boy could take his snarky attitude 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 .

he may be growing quickly but the general was still bigger . soon towering over the young man heidegger's deft movement disarms sephiroth of his weapon . ' right now it seems like i have a problem with a brat . ' his frown is deep and unimpressed by the silver hair boy's attitude .

' oh boo - hoo . ' his retort is quick but it does 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 , though not present 'pon his features .

he expected as much , to hear at least one ( leave it to roche ) of his men to whine . meanwhile the rest go about their routine tasks without a word . given the young man's reputation and his record of unpredictable stunts , heidegger trusts him about as far as one could toss a feather . . . needless to say it wasn't much . unfortunately tasking the older man with the 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 .

' look at the bright side , roche . . . ' he is uncharacteristically relaxed for the moment , the lieutenant general shrugs a shoulder whilst lifting a hand in gesture ' the more efficient you complete your tasks , the quicker you can leave . ' a sternness creeps back 'pon his mien , his hand moving back to his side whilst he pace and murmurs unenthusiastically under his breath .

. . . 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 whilst laughter subsides due to the young presidents remark . it was a query but knowing the austere young man , it sound more factual than quizzing.

the lieutenant general holds his tongue briefly . . . as rufus would want a response but the ire within the old man 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 . he makes a slow exhale , finding poise and then the ability to articulate an answer .

' no . . . mister president . ' it had sucked the life out of any reason that heidegger had been laughing over previously . . . this kind of reaction from rufus often did .

the wry bend in his lips denotes the placid expression 'pon weary countenance . a long day , completed with a hefty load of paperwork and planning ; the old man simply wants to 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒅 . he is at capacity for what he can endure in social matters yet can't seem to escape his work life to even make it there .

bushy brows furrow whilst clunky digits pinch 'pon the bridge of his nose ( not right now , roche ) 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 . the young man simply can not without idle chatter to fill the silence during the walk toward their respectable vehicles .

the cadence of his steps fall flat , a low sigh whilst coming to stop . a hand rifles through the depth of a pocket for a set of keys whilst contemplating the motion to speak . he doesn't quite yet . . .

( 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 . my wife has left me , the president is dead , i still have five fucking terrorist trampling all over this city an-- )

his rampant thoughts come to a cease . the ire which began to build had faded , along with the tight grip handling the keys deep in his pocket . perhaps exhaustion finally hit . . . or he was truly able to control the thoughts that triggered his temper . regardless . . . the keys jingle and then slowly protrude from the pocket in which his hand delved into .

𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 , swallowing whilst the free hand places 'pon his brow and tiredly squeezes . he rubs his mien with a lackadaisical motion as truth simply falls in utterance without so much as a glance in the SOLDIER's direction . . .

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 of words do little to ruffle the old man whilst his umber hues studiously pick apart the shrouded man before him . as much as he may be mysterious to most , the director does not mistake the identity of what this man once was .

𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 , the chirp of his young subordinate cause an estranged scowl to slightly shift toward the outspoken soldier .

his teeth grit . . . tightening the muscle ; within jaw to spasm . his broad chin dips brushing the coarse mane betwixt the high collars and resting 'pon satin knot . a low growl resonates within his burly chest the war monger brooding whilst massive paws curl into tight fists , 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 .

he knows . . .

a flash of lightning strikes , an untimed twist of movement leaving a wake of air to waft light blond wisps of hair the general's proximity invading one's personal space whilst the 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓 could be felt 'pon the young soldier's brow . despite the elder man's age . . . heidegger remains in peak condition to still rival his young military . quicker than SOLDIER , nein ; but 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 .

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fights honorably / fights dirty  

prefers close quarters / prefers range

chats during  / goes silent

low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance

attacks in bursts / attacks steadily

goes for the kill / aims to disarm / fights defensively / strikes first

is provoked easily / provokes their opponent / teases

gets visibly frustrated / shouts when attacking

uses strategy / focuses on the battle / experiences conflicting thoughts during battle

rushes in recklessly / tries to reads their opponent before engaging

fights wildly / fights calmly / fights apathetically / fights with anger / fights with excitement

fights because they have to / fights because they want to

fights without regard to wounds / runs away when wounded / hides wounds / takes a blow to protect another

prefers a blade / prefers a gun / prefers hand to hand combat / prefers a bow / prefers a shield / prefers a personalized weapon / prefers magic or spells

their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional

transforms for battle / fights as they appear

relies on strength / doubts their strength / relies on speed

uses everything they have / proceeds with caution / hides their full potential

exhausts quickly / has high stamina

behaves arrogantly / brags after landing a hit / belittles their abilities

uses psychological tactics / uses brute strength

avoids civilians / strikes down civilians

damages surroundings / avoids damaging surroundings

signature fighting style / makes it up as they go

mastered skill - set / learning their skill - set

fancy footwork / sloppy footwork

messy fighter / elegant fighter

accepts defeat / refuses defeat / begs for mercy

compliments their opponent ( only when earned ) / insults their opponent

uses unnecessary movements / moves efficiently / barely moves

prefers to dodge / prefers to block

defends their blindside / has no blindside / leaves blindsides vulnerable

uses all available advantages / strictly uses one main method

plays around / holds back / fights ruthlessly / shows mercy

waits for an opponent to be ready / strikes when the opponent isn’t ready

fears death / fears pain / fears killing

has ptsd / avoids fighting

has lost a fight / has won a fight

has killed / refuses to kill