Who: Sephiroth and Tifa Where: His manor When January 21, evening Rating: TBD Why: Sexiness and Sephiroth is a dick?
Sephiroth had deigned to give his prized slave a journal, offering no conditions upon receiving it. He wanted to focus his sole attention on Tifa from the moment the ink dried on the contract, but the many, many years had taught him patience. It would be far more rewarding to watch her, to see how she reacted with those she claimed to love, those and herself who had no idea the effect her actions would be bringing her.
It was a wealth of information to be had, information he could beckon at the flick of his wrist. Tifa's performance given her own journal impressed him. Part of him yearned to discipline her for her forthright defiance, but the other simply wanted to see more of it until he revealed to her his power in full.
Patience failed him somewhat, and he eventually called for his servants, those of a proper temperament, to fetch her for dinner that night. He wondered, given what he considered quite the kindness, if she would respond to his far too kind invitation. If not, the consequences would be severe, but she had no reason to suspect that manner of punishment.