Sephiroth in town and at home

[imjustaman]

Who: Sephiroth (imjustaman) & Open, with one prompt closed to Zack (fairtide)

What:
Sephiroth is shopping and then tending to Zack at home
When:
May
Where:
In town and at Sephiroth's home
Warning(s):
None, probably

In town - OTA

Sephiroth is keeping to the promise he made to Zack and is in town to get a fan. Two or more, most likely. He is in far better spirits than he has been lately and smiles and greets anyone he happens to meet.

At the shop, he examines the fan designs with a thoughtful eye. As long as they work properly, he doesn’t care much about what they look like. He examines them to see if they all have the same speed levels before finally selecting two.

After getting the fans, it’s time to get fruit juice. For that he heads to the grocery store to see what varieties are available. He can soon be found studying the case where the juices are kept.

At home - Closed to Zack

Back home, Sephiroth puts the juice in the ice box and sets up one fan in the living room. The other is for Zack’s room, and he approaches quietly, not wanting to wake Zack if he’s still asleep. Lucy and the Umbreon Zack trot along with him as he carefully opens the door to look into the room.

Comments

[fairtide]

While it's cruel to take away someone's option to pass away or not, I don't see how they can be part of the world and still want to stay here. Has there been an uprising yet?

[Zack rubs a hand over his face, he sneezes a moment after.]

[imjustaman]

Not to my knowledge. Aside from when we all banded together against that demon at the opera.

[He smirks a bit at the memory.]

Oh, would you like some of the juice now?

[fairtide]

That sounds like a horror movie: the demon at the opera. [He laughed.]

Yes, please. I'm thirsty.

[imjustaman]

[Sephiroth smirks grimly.]

It was most definitely a horror.

[He gets some of the apple juice and comes back, holding it out.]

Here.

[fairtide]

[He frowns.] I'm still sorry you went through it.

[Zack takes the apple juice and drinks some.] Thanks. This is refreshing.

[He pauses a moment then continues.] Do they have a seamtress here? Somewhere? I'm not digging the clothes I have, after I get a job I'd like to have someone make clothes for me.

[imjustaman]

[He nods.]

Most of us seem to have bounced back quite well from all of it, at least.

[He certainly struggled for a while, and he suspects his coworker Snakes is not doing well at all.

He smiles a bit, pleased that the juice meets with approval.]

Yes, there are several people who do that sort of work. There are also occasional events where more modern clothes are available. That was how I found some of mine. Then I was given my actual clothes after the opera calamity.

[A pause.]

There's also a shady merchant who carries various items from people's homes. No one knows how he acquires them. I wouldn't recommend going to him; he charges exorbitant amounts, even when what he has belongs to the person wanting it.

[fairtide]

Good. I'd hate to see anyone get down from the past demons.

[He keeps drinking the juice, it tastes delicious. His pallor probably even looks better after drinking it, even though it's not magic.]

Oh boy, man. Do you think they'll make clothes I want custom? I'd love that.

[He laughs.] Maybe I could meet him and rough him up. Isn't that what we did to shady merchants back home?

[imjustaman]

[Sephiroth nods.]

It has been ... a time.

[Hopefully with this demon supposedly dead, their pasts being dragged up will stop. But in this place, who knows.]

I believe they do custom work. I was thinking of saving up for some, but then I didn't need to.

[A smirk.]

I would imagine some people have already done that and it hasn't helped. But if you were to try it yourself, I wouldn't object.

[fairtide]

Hm... a time to cry I suppose.

[He nods.]

You can still get custom work done. You can't always wear the same leather coat and get up all the time, Seph.

[He takes another drink.] You think? Really? You're probably right though that people have already tried beating the guy up, can't say I blame anyone to be honest.

[imjustaman]

[Sephiroth doesn't comment on that, but yes, he supposes that's accurate.

An amused smirk.]

Well, not the "same" one, no. Did you ever see my closet at home?

[So many leather coats....]

Yes, I'm quite sure someone would have thought of that approach after all this time. Either it didn't faze him or he had some kind of magic to counter it.

[fairtide]

Can't say I've ever seen your closet, Sephiroth but I imagine you had the same leather coat. [He stuck his tongue out and smirked.]

Damn.

[imjustaman]

I had several different designs.

[A smirk. Some had many belts, some didn't. Some also had other fancy accessories.]

[fairtide]

That almost sounds sexual, Seph.

[Zack smiles mischievously. He's amused that Sephiroth had so many of the same leather jacket, but he supposes if you like something, don't give it up.]

[imjustaman]

[Sephiroth goes red, but still smirks back.]

Hardly. Some people are too quick to see things through that type of lens.

[fairtide]

[Zack smirks back.] You'd think after all the leather, you would have gotten laid a long time ago, Seph. Yeesh. Didn't you have groupies back in Midgar?

[imjustaman]

There were people like that, yes. I had no interest in them. If I ever were to get 'laid,' it would have to have more meaning than a one-night stand with a childish fangirl.