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Mar 30, 2008 14:59

What: Physical exam
Who:Ishida Ryuuken, Tseng, Rufus
When: This afternoon
Where: ShinRa mansion
Rating: PG
Open/Closed To:Ryuuken, Tseng, Rufus only

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ryuuken, tseng, rufus

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silver_austere March 31 2008, 00:38:00 UTC

Ryuuken was sitting in his office, largely oblivious to the events of the outside world. There were a couple of individuals which had he had some contact with since the genesis of his forty-third year. Kisuke, whom he had skillfully avoided, despite the fact that the blonde-haired "shop-owner" now knew where he lived. It was a good job perhaps that he spent little time in his apartment ( ... )

tenorofcalm March 31 2008, 02:56:59 UTC

He sat, poised, on the couch, even though it was a lazy afternoon. A cool afternoon. He tucked one hand underneath his chin, and his other hand hovered over the arm of the chair, drumming the soft edges. He willed the time to pass, urged the seconds to pass. Let it pass. And on the side, he could hear the young blond commenting deliberately, which only made him chuckle and smirk faintly ( ... )

bitter_prince March 31 2008, 03:11:35 UTC

Rufus didn't move at hearing the knock but glanced up, calm and composed with no sign of his impatience.

"Apparently," he commented thoughtfully, quietly to Tseng before the door opened. At Ryuuken's comment, the young president raised one eyebrow at the 'just a bodyguard' remark.

"Good evening, I am glad you were able to make it this afternoon," he said politely. "As for Tseng, he will remain in the room," Rufus said simply, it was clear that there would be no argument on that. Tseng was more than just a bodyguard but he saw no reason to explain. He did not have to justify himself to the doctor after all and he doubted Tseng would have left the room anyway.

silver_austere March 31 2008, 14:32:07 UTC

Dark cinereal blue eyes noted the tension in Tseng's body language, and Ryuuken waited patiently for the short moments to pass before the deferential nod was given out in his direction. Cocking his head a little more upwards he let those framed eyes look down his nose at him slightly, a small wryly satisfied smile forming upon his lips, before eyes returned to Rufus ( ... )

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