♘ 8 : Video

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[The Dreamberry flicks on after having been tossed atop the table. Landing on its side somewhat askew against the spring floral arrangement, it reveals a growing cloud of smoke over the stove, followed by a swearing Sephiroth as he reaches for the oven door with his bare hand, jerking back with a yelp - that's hot, by the way

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[couldnotfly]

[The one overly hyperactive brat from Gongaga does indeed know that tone, so here you go, Seph. One puppy, coming barrelling down the hall. Sadly, it's the wrong one, but Zack is right behind the four-legged one. He'd been on his way back up when the call went out, and now he stands just inside the entrance, one hand over his mouth and nose as he looks around the disaster the kitchen has become. This is...going to take a while to clean.

But he's got a bigger problem to deal with. Namely, his rightfully peeved superior officer, and he doubts the sheepish look on his face is going to help matters. A joke about reporting for duty wouldn't help either, so he stamps down on that right away.]

I can...make sandwiches?

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[Said superior officer is rather nonchalantly leaning against the kitchen door frame, arms and bare feet crossed. Despite the thick smoke further in the room, the living room's been mainly spared the five alarm.

Sephiroth doesn't say a word as both pups come rocketing down the front hallway and skid to a stop - well, the two legged pup does; Soldier immediately heads for his favorite spot on the couch after giving his master a complimentary tail thwap as he lumbers by.

Despite his annoyance, it takes effort for the General not to laugh at the look of pure horror on Zack Fair's face. He does well, though, and replies with that same even tone.]

I think take-out's more appropriate, don't you?

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[Well, given the mess, the look of horror on Zack's face is kind of called for. Though that is slowly fading out to embarrasment, and he palms the back of his neck.]

Yeah, that would be a good idea. [Clearing his throat to avoid coughing at the acrid scent that still lingers, Zack steps past Sephiroth and into the mess. Shiva...it looks almost as bad as Nibel did.]

I'll just...clean this up in the meantime. [And he'll make a valiant effort of it. At least he can't make the mess worse, right? ...Right?]

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[Like any good commander, Sephiroth just gives him a sharp nod and remains where he is as the pup goes about cleaning, but finally just has to ask:]

...did you not think to set the timer, Zack?

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[couldnotfly]

[Have this face staring at you, General. Blink. Blink.]

There's a timer on the thing? [looking at the oven now. There's a timer among all these dials? How was he supposed to know that? He could barely get the temperature right to begin with!]

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[Sephiroth just blinks at him. Oh, sweet Shiva. They have further to go than he realized.

With patience of the long used, Sephiroth asks in that same even tone:]

Read the dials there, Zack. What do they say?

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[couldnotfly]

[Much further to go than should be needed for someone who studied under Angeal. He can boil water and make sandwiches, but when it comes to cooking like Seph or his aforementioned mentor? Have blizzard materia handy.

A moment of silence while Zack peers at the dials, then he sighs. Yep, he's an idiot.]

Degrees and minutes. [And again with the palming of his neck. This is...rather embarrasing.]

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[If we're going to have the lesson, then we're going to have all the lesson, pup.]

And what do we not do when we have something cooking in the oven? Or any sort of electrical appliance powered on in the kitchen?

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[couldnotfly]

[He knows. Doesn't make it any less embarrasing.]

Leave the kitchen with the oven on or the thing still plugged in.

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[He needed to hear you say it, all right?]

Fair enough.

[And yeah, he'll get a dishtowel and help you clean, pup.]

Tifa's bringing food over, so don't fret.

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[couldnotfly]

[Fair enough indeed. He'll just be leaning to open the over door and get the smoke stains off of it, but he stops when Sephiroth mentions Tifa.]

Tifa, huh? Should I be worried about you two when I'm not around? [He's just teasing, if the look on his face says anything.]

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[Sephiroth suddenly pauses and glances up at the pup through a sheen of silver, gaze unreadable. He starts to speak, thinks better of it, but finally answers, as noncommittally as he does everything else.]

Of course not. Why would you?

[It isn't as if the General paraded his conquests about back home, you know. If the man has even the remotest semblance of a libido, it's buried deep in ShinRa's classified unhackable files.]

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[couldnotfly]

[That moment of silence speaks volumes, and Zack is hardpressed to avoid bursting out in snickers. He manages though, and just grins.]

No reason. I was just curious--[And curious pups get burned. Sometimes literally. With a hiss, Zack draws his hand back from the oven door handle, shaking it out. That had been hotter than he'd expected!]

Knew I should have kept my gloves on. [Where's that dishcloth...ah-ha! Open comes the oven door, and...whoo boy. That's a big mess.]

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[Ha. Serves you right for being a nosy puppy. Sephiroth can and does snicker, because curiosity isn't exactly rewarded all the time.]

...you might need a hose.

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[couldnotfly]

[You're getting a pout for that snicker, General. Why so mean to the pup? But he's still peering into the oven, attempting not to cough at the acrid stink of smoke.]

And industrial strength cleaner. Pretty sure I'll find that easier than I'll find a hose. [Standing up now and peering around. Third floor room, and one tap in the sink. Hells. A hose in here would be difficult.]

And it'll be easier to get up here, too.

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[And it's not long before the elevator opens, and Tifa's in.]

Knock knock? I come bearing food!