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[August 1st] [Final Fantasy VII] This Promised Land
Title: This Promised Land
Day/Theme: August 1st: come up through the summer rain
Series: Final Fantasy VII (contains spoilers for Advent Children)
Character/Pairing: The Turks/Rufus
Rating: PG
Word Count: c.160
Stigma shimmers from the president's skin in the warm summer rain.
He draws up his sleeve as the last of the green sparks fade into the air, and his skin is clean and smooth, water dripping from the tips of his fingers.
Reno is the first to grin. "So all we had to do was get you wet, huh, boss?"
Elena somehow reaches across both Tseng and Rude to punch him in the arm.
Rufus places his hands on the wheelchair's armrests and pulls himself to his feet, dusts off the front of his jacket and straightens up. His Turks fall momentarily still.
He looks at them, again. Tseng is quiet, satisfied, and watching every movement that Rufus makes; Rude half-smiles in a way that the rest of them understand. Elena's smile stretches the bandage on her cheek, and her eyes are bright- and Reno is moving forward, throwing an arm around his shoulders.
"C'mon, boss, let's get you outta the rain."
Day/Theme: August 1st: come up through the summer rain
Series: Final Fantasy VII (contains spoilers for Advent Children)
Character/Pairing: The Turks/Rufus
Rating: PG
Word Count: c.160
Stigma shimmers from the president's skin in the warm summer rain.
He draws up his sleeve as the last of the green sparks fade into the air, and his skin is clean and smooth, water dripping from the tips of his fingers.
Reno is the first to grin. "So all we had to do was get you wet, huh, boss?"
Elena somehow reaches across both Tseng and Rude to punch him in the arm.
Rufus places his hands on the wheelchair's armrests and pulls himself to his feet, dusts off the front of his jacket and straightens up. His Turks fall momentarily still.
He looks at them, again. Tseng is quiet, satisfied, and watching every movement that Rufus makes; Rude half-smiles in a way that the rest of them understand. Elena's smile stretches the bandage on her cheek, and her eyes are bright- and Reno is moving forward, throwing an arm around his shoulders.
"C'mon, boss, let's get you outta the rain."