[OOC: Started up a new log because the other thread disappeared off my f-list]The need for air was getting overwhelming.Rufus staggered away from Scarlet's very drunken attempts to get one arm around his shoulders and another down his pants, banged his leg painfully against the table, split punch down his jacket, and figured that a strategic retreat was called for. Perhaps he would even return to his room for reinforcements. No one, however drunk, messed with one large panther, black, fully equiped with enough jaw strength to crush bone. And tentacles. Two tentacles.Abandoning the now empty glass, he staggered towards the doors of the ballroom, wondering why the world seemed to insist on listing slightly to the right. Surely it wasn't because the room had been built on a slope. He'd have been... notified if it was. He'd have to take the Head of Building Administration to task very seriously about allowed sinkage to this extent. No wait.He paused just outside the doors, shaking his head violently as his senses caught up rather belatedly with him. How many glasses of punch had he drunk? It had been one. Then another when he'd talked to Reeve's secretary. And another when Heidegger had started telling his... jokes. And... oh gods.He groaned as he dimly recalled several more in between that one and the one he had split. Well, maybe he simply wouldn't be back. After all, it wasn't as if anyone would miss him----the world listed again, and sharply, and he stumbled, lost his balance and staggered into the wall. Except that there was a Turk in the way.[Tags: doublegunshot]
The great General Sephiroth had indeed not hurt her, but he did wish she would stop batting at the edge of his coat. He waved off Rufus's apology. "It was an honest reaction." Refreshing, actually. He hadn't been shot at by children since Wutai. And as for the dubious honor of this visit, there were a few answers, but only one of them was the truth, and did not involve inquiries about the boy's health. "Blackmail, actually. Your new security detail.."--self appointed, no doubt--"..went to a great deal of trouble to arrange it." Cold green eyes swept the young man before him, assessing, and Sephiroth dropped a lure to see whether Rufus knew just what it was that Zack had been up to. "I am not sure myself what prompted such intervention on your behalf."