♘ 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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[Voice]

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Domestic chores were your skill assignments, Angeal. I blame you for this.

[Voice]

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Perhaps, but his education was your responsibility.

[Voice]

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Of course. I'm quite fond of my living quarters; I have no desire to see them burnt to the ground. And he will be more diligent the next time I allow him in the blasted kitchen.

[Voice]

[furorimperator]

[There's a snort.]

If he can't manage the simple task of setting an oven timer, Angeal, I do believe we have bigger problems.

[Voice]

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How long have you known me, Angeal?

[Voice]

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[Hey, you weren't the one choking on all the smoke, Angeal.]

Apparently his common sense lies elsewhere.

[voice]

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[There's a chuckle.]

That, my friend, is not news.