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Iris simply grinned as she flipped the pancake stack onto the plate waiting beside the stove. After all five of them were on the plate, she offered it to the younger male. “Well, it didn’t happen this time, so eat up!” She grinned proudly. “I’ll make some more for everyone if they want them. Just call them to come out here.”
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“You’re not going to have another fling with somebody are you??” General Sephiroth looked quite irritated. “You need to stop having sex with random women… and men.” He snorted. “When can I use your room? I don’t want to be around her all the time. I need a space to escape to. Help me out.”
Alexander suspiciously eyed off the pancakes before he walked back into the living room to set them down on the coffee table. Once the food was set down, he just grabbed the top pancake before he began to munch on it. He didn’t seem to care that he didn’t have a plate to eat off of.
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Zack rolled his eyes at the general. “Yes, mother.” However, he soon shook his head. “I’m sorry, Sephy, but there’s no way I’m getting involved in your quarrels with Noemi. No, you can’t stay in my room. I know what’s good for my health, and helping you out at those times isn’t.”
Azul stated at the pancakes and quickly snatched one up, placing it into Kether’s hands so he could enjoy it.
Sephiroth was finally done with his inspection, and came down the stairs in the clothes he had chosen for the day. He stood at the bottom of the stairs and sniffed the air, frowning shortly afterwards. “I see everything has been taken care of. I am also assuming that the outstanding issues have been resolved.”
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General Sephiroth looked both very unhappy, and very cranky. He gave Lt Zack a snort and stomped off in a grumpy state, behaving much like a child who wasn’t getting his way. “Some help you are!”
Alexander looked up as he heard his father enter the room. Grunting, the boy lowered his head again before he returned to eating.
“Yea, Iris decided to cook because you weren’t going to,” the boy grumbled out. “You’re probably going to make your own.”
Kether let go of Azul’s tail as the food was presented to him. Cooing, he grabbed onto the food that was presented to him before he began to stuff it into his face.
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Lt. Zack scratched the back of his head as he released a deep sigh. He was used to his friend’s temper tantrums by now, he had worked with him for enough years to expect them. Still, it was exasperating to watch a grown man act in such a manner.
“Sorry, Sephy. But I’m not going to get involved.”
“I can make my own, but I said I didn’t mind coming down here to cook for everybody.” Sephiroth’s tone was a little bit grumpy. “All you needed was to be patient while I looked for structural damage after the ship-landing.” He shook his head and headed for the stove in the kitchen.
“Iris didn’t turn this off.” He snorted. “Do you want to have the house burn down?”
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General Sephiroth growled in frustration. He suited up in proper hazard equipment and began to work on the support struts with the rest of the crew.
Noemi remained at her post for the remainder of the day, directing her staff on how to properly secure the ship and finalize the engine shut-down. From that point on, the ship’s generators would only be used to maintain power to the computers. Since they were on a planet with a habitable atmosphere, life support systems only remained active in rooms where the crew were not of carbon-based lifeform decent.
Finally, well after the sun set, the woman retired to her quarters. She felt that she had properly finished the task of landing the ship.
General Sephiroth remained out on the riggings over the Pacific Ocean for the entire day. Although spot-wielding and tightening bolts and securing the ship to the dock was incredibly repetitive work, it had given his mind time to think while his body carried out the task on near-autopilot. He was still very much annoyed about the loss of his quarters, but he was also worried about the prospect that Noemi had put forward – marriage.
Now that several hours had passed, he guessed that Noemi would soon catch on that he was trying to avoid her.
As Noemi stepped into her quarters, she glanced over to the side, for there was a large pile of boxes lined up against the wall. Grinning, the woman noted that her crew did indeed remove the General’s belongings from his former room and deliver them. She was quite content that he had no good excuse to try to get to that room now.
However, she didn’t bother informing the General. Instead, she simply strolled inside so that she could strip down and take a shower.
When the other workers had begun to wind down for the evening, General Sephiroth stayed on the platform and continued his work. Only once the sun was going down did he decide to abandon his pillar. He put away his work equipment and headed for the local bar on the island. While typically out of character for him, he felt that he needed time to just get away. He still felt hard done-by with Noemi’s decision.
Once in the bar, he took a seat at one of the tables off to the side.
When Noemi finally stepped out of the shower, she sighed with relief. She really enjoyed the feeling of clean skin, and her current condition was a true relief for her. However, her contentment soon melted away as she noticed that the General had yet to retire to their room. However, rather than hunt him down, the woman simply decided to slip into some lingerie and prepare to sleep. Given time, she was sure that General Sephiroth would desire a bed to sleep in for the night.
General Sephiroth spent a few hours at the bar. After a cheap meal and several shots of cheap whiskey, he stumbled back towards the ship. Without even thinking about it, he headed for Noemi’s quarters. He seemed to have forgotten all about his tantrum tirade regarding his own personal room.
He made a drunken grunt of acknowledgement to the Captain and flopped down on the bed beside her, exhausted. He smelled of sweat from a day’s worth of work, and the cheap liquor he had been drinking.
Noemi’s eyes slowly slid open as she felt the General collapse onto the bed. She released a light hum before she twisted around to face him.
“Calmed down, now?” the captain whispered to her friend. “Your items are in the corner of the living room.”
“No….” General Sephiroth replied. His voice was muffled in the sheets, mostly due to the fact he was face-down on the bed. “You took away my bachelor-pad.. my personal territory. Why don’t you just castrate me instead…?”
He made a soft coughing sound as he felt bile in the back of his throat.
“You’re being silly. You have not been a bachelor for years anyway,” Noemi attempted to reason with him.
As the general began to cough, Noemi released a soft sigh of compassion. Soon after, she slipped out of the bed before she gently tugged on the general’s arm.
“Come, let’s get you to the toilet.”
“What….? I want to sleep, woman…” General Sephiroth grumbled, but sat up anyway. He quickly wished that he hadn’t – the room began spinning. He was rather quick to hoist himself to his feet and rush into the bathroom, and then began to throw up into the toilet-bowl.
Noemi released a simple groan at the general’s statement. She didn’t feel like fighting with him, so she choose not to counter his statement. When he rushed to the bathroom, the woman followed after him.
Soon enough, she crouched down next to him so that she could rub his back, creating circling movements between his shoulder blades. To further help him feel some comfort, she began to softly hum.
The General’s stomach calmed itself after a few minutes. He hauled himself away from the crouching position he had been in and sat on the tiles next to the toilet bowl. He clumsily reached up to pull the flushing valve, and then he lowered his head.
“Still need my own space…”
Frowning, Noemi shook her head at the man’s insistence. “You haven’t even used that room for a very long time, General. There was no point in it. So, no, you will not get it back.”
The captain reached up to grasp onto a washcloth before she brought it to her friend’s face so that she could wipe off the left-over bile from his lips.
“How much did you drink today?”
“To be honest, I don’t really know…” General Sephiroth rubbed the back of his head and groaned in discomfort. He really didn’t feel well at all any more. “Mm…” He struggled away from the floor and forced himself to his feet.
After taking three steps, he began to stumble and lose his balance. He leaned towards the wall to support himself and stopped again, burying his face in his hands. “I should have stopped at 10pm..”
Noemi looked at the General with nothing short of pity. It was seldom that she ever saw him in such a miserable state, and she found no pleasure in it. Still, she wasn’t about to return his room to him.
So, the woman walks over to his side before she gripped onto his left arm. Without asking for permission, she flung his arm over her shoulders.
“Use me as a support.”
The General moved his arm around Noemi as instructed and allowed her to hold up some of his weight. He began using her support to guide himself back to the bed before he let go, collapsing face-first back onto the soft covers.
“I think I overdid it…”
“I think that is a very fair statement,” Noemi agreed with General Sephiroth. “I do not think I have seen you this drunk in.. twenty years. Yes, you most certainly overdid it.”
Noemi sat down next to her friend. As she settled down, she reached over to stroke his hair. “You are not so young anymore, my dear friend. You should not do such things.”
General Sephiroth made another soft groan in reply. “You’re right… as much as I don’t want to admit it…” He closed his eyes and rolled onto his side. “Maybe I should shave my hair, or cut it short like the Operations Commanders back in the alliance.” He began to groan louder. “I’m so thirsty. But I don’t think I can get up again.”
“You would not look good with a shaven head, General,” Noemi informed her friend. “We both know this. You attempted such a hair cut in the past.”
The captain stood up. “I’ll get you some water. Just stay put.”
Thus, she moved to the kitchen to gather a glass of water. As soon as she returned, she pressed the glass against the general’s lips.
General Sephiroth raised his head just enough so he could drink the water without choking on it when he swallowed. He seemed quite grateful to be given the water and put his head back down afterwards.
“Very good…” He stated, yawning. He put his head back down and closed his eyes, feeling very sleepy.
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