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ffvii_100Title: Meeting
Characters/Pairings: Most of the Shinra executives
Rating: G
Team: SOLDIER.
Word Count: 120
Series: Crisis Core
Prompt: First Line
Author's Notes: First line is from "Celtic Beauty" by Winifred Phillips. "Leborcham" changed to "Lazard", "king" to "president", and "her" to his".
Lazard could not help watching the president with an undercurrent of contempt in his eyes. Fortunately the room was dark and he knew that his father was too wrapped up in his own pompous blustering and graphs declaring Shinra’s might to monitor the reactions of the executives seated before him. Heiddeger’s snoring would draw unwanted attention, but glares, eye rolls and carefully controlled expressions of disbelief could take place with the president none the wiser.
As Lazard glanced around the table, he noted doodles of weapons schematics and molecular formulas, a haiku written in Old Wutainese, and Sephiroth’s almost completed buzzword bingo sheet. He glanced down at his own card and got back to work.
Characters/Pairings: Most of the Shinra executives
Rating: G
Team: SOLDIER.
Word Count: 120
Series: Crisis Core
Prompt: First Line
Author's Notes: First line is from "Celtic Beauty" by Winifred Phillips. "Leborcham" changed to "Lazard", "king" to "president", and "her" to his".
Lazard could not help watching the president with an undercurrent of contempt in his eyes. Fortunately the room was dark and he knew that his father was too wrapped up in his own pompous blustering and graphs declaring Shinra’s might to monitor the reactions of the executives seated before him. Heiddeger’s snoring would draw unwanted attention, but glares, eye rolls and carefully controlled expressions of disbelief could take place with the president none the wiser.
As Lazard glanced around the table, he noted doodles of weapons schematics and molecular formulas, a haiku written in Old Wutainese, and Sephiroth’s almost completed buzzword bingo sheet. He glanced down at his own card and got back to work.