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hecatesbrat ([info]hecatesbrat) wrote in [info]ffvii_100,
@ 2008-03-30 00:28:00
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Current mood: cold
Current music:Pink Martini - Bolero

...awkward... / it's the suit
Title: ...awkward...
Author: [info]hecatesbrat
Characters: Tseng, Rude
Rating: a bit of nakie?
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: prompt #41 - Mistaken identity


Tseng quickly stopped a giggle. It wasn't proper for a Turk to be giggling, even if he was heavily drunk thanks to the heady Junon rum.

After several attempts of missing key to lock Tseng actually tried the knob and to his surprise it opened to a darken room.

Once inside, clothing quickly came off as he made a beeline for the bed. He found body heat and was pleased as arms pulled him closer. A soft intake of breath was heard as facial hair lightly scraped against his skin.

Each froze then spoke at the same time.
"Rude."
"Tseng."


Title: It's the suit
Author: [info]hecatesbrat
Characters: Elena
Rating: nada
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: prompt #41 - Mistaken identity


"Sir! Excuse me! Sir! You dropped thi-"

Elena realizing it was just her in the hallway, spun and looked at the worker, disgust on her features.

"I am not a man." She said with a growl, snatching the folder away from shaking hands.

"I am so sorry!" The employee took off down the hall as if Hades himself was at his heels.

Sighing, she rolled her eyes, Elena started walking and silently counted how many times this week she was called Sir. Fifteen at work and seven during off hours.

"I think I need a more tailored suit...figure flattering."



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