Who:Seymour and Jenova
Where:Jenova's Lab
When:Late at night
Warnings:Violence, Gore, fucked up stuff. Seriously!
Seymour pulled on his nightly gear. Checking himself out vainly in the mirror for a moment, smoothing out the front, admiring his pale face in contrast to the deep dark blackness of the cloak. He decided instead of taking his daggers he would take a cane with him which had a very blunt round end to it, "The better to knock them out with." He mummbled, fumbling around his room for a moment to make sure he also had some rope and a hook.
Jenova had wanted him to carry a live body up a rope to her lab window? Seymour shook his head, women can be soo odd. He hooked the rope and hook to his side and slipped the key to his room inside his pocket and left. He did take a moment to slip into the greenhouse and pick a few of those strange blooms that had made Yuna so dizzy the other night. He thought Jenova being so analitical as she was would appreciate taking a look at them, wrapping the blooms in some black cloth, he slipped them carefully under his robes.
As he slipped out of the church and out into upper class district. He slipped along the alleyways and watched several late night couples taking a stroll in the rather clean and quaint area. He finally noticed a young woman, quickly hurrying along the streets, looking at her pocket watch as if she was late for something. Perfect... well dear Miss.. it is unfortunate you will not make it to your appointment. He waited as she came towards his alleyway and let her pass by as he reached out and snatched her into the dark alleyway. She gave a soft cry before he could whack her soundly over the head with his cane. Not enough to damage her but to knock her out for a few hours.
He slipped a burlap bag over her head and tied it securely, lifting it up over his shoulder. He was rather glad that SeeD and SOLDIER were so lax at the moment. He made his way to the labs quickly, but with the utmost care. When he made to the window that was pointed out as her room he sat the body down in the grass and unhooked the rope, twirling it quickly to gain momentum before throwing it and allowing it to catch on the small balcony infront of the glass. He groaned and lifted the body. Why the hell couldn't he just use the door, he grummbled to himself all the way up, straining and leaning against the wall at intervals.
Finally he climbed up to the balcony and pushed himself and the body, over. He stood and looked in, he saw Jenova sitting at her desk. She seemed to wrapped up in documents and hadn't noticed his climbing up. His eyes narrowed and he gave a swift kick to the window frame, busting the windows in and opening the doors. He lept down infront of her and heaved the body onto the table with a look of smug satisfaction. Also removing the flowers from his vest and presenting them to her, the red blooms like blood against the black cloth he had wrapped them in.
"An unconcious body and flowers for you Miss. I don't know how I could have done it more perfectly, but unfortunately I forgot what sort of wine to get for this pleasent occasion," his eyes glowed softly as he smiled at her.