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Jenna frowned as she realized that Sephiroth didn’t have the courage to try to repeat her stunt. Snorting, she revved her bike again before she sped off. Instead of responding to Sephiroth, she continued down the road, a bit huffy because he spoiled her fun by not tit for tatting. Finally, Jenna stopped at an overlook on one of the hills on the inside of the island.
Sephiroth continued to follow, while Jenna stayed ahead. When she stopped at the overlook he pulled the bike up nearby, and then dismounted.
“Now,” He stated as he folded his arms and looked across to her, “Can you tell me why you decided to do that? Riding like that in this weather is stupid – you know that. Not to mention, bringing another bike out when you know I already possess one poses new issues. “
Jenna lazily leaned against the bike that she had been using as Sephiroth approached her. As she heard him scold her, her eyes slowly narrowed before she released an aggitated huff.
“First of all, there’s such a thing as having fun and adreneline rushes. Dying from a motorcycle accident is not the most painful way to die. In fact, given that I had no helmet, it would have been so quick that there would have been next to no pain. Hence, that was not a worry to me,” Jenna coldly responded.
“Second, jealous? Hrmph, I’ve had many vehicles stored away in places away from our little quaint home, Seph. Hell, I have fighter jets at my disposal.”
Sephiroth was scowling at Jenna now. “If you had all of that then why did you even want to bother with a ride in the first place? You could have just taken yourself along to wherever you wanted to go, you know.”
He sent his own motorbike back into subspace once again and moved towards the cliff edge.
“I could have,” Jenna admitted without any signs of remorse. “However, I choose not to do such. As to my reasons, should they not be obvious? Or do you not like having my body pressed against yours while you show off, hm?”
“I don’t mind that but being directed all over the island and treating the roads as if they were your own personal highway is not appropriate. We have enough unwanted attention as it is.” He kept his arms folded across his chest, not in the slightest bit impressed.
“The humans don’t like us no matter what we do, Seph,” Jenna stated with venom coating each and every voice she spoke. “Don’t fool yourself into thinking that your laws mean shit. They never did, never will, and never will be effective. You are deluding yourself if you think that playing by their rules means a thing to them. They will hate us no matter how good nor how bad we are. I, for one, will not pretend to be something I am not for their sake!”
Sephiroth glared heavily at Jenna. “We’ve already discussed this subject, Jenna. I am not going to repeat myself over something I’ve made perfectly clear already.” He turned his attention out to sea. “I understand that you are already predjudiced against humans, but we moderate who lives here and who does not – you know that.”
“That does not mean that I will pretend to be something that I am not for their sake, Sephiroth. I will not play that game with the humans,” the woman boldly stated as she finally sent her own bike away, placing it back in storage within the remnants of Halcyon.
“Granted, but you can’t declare every single one as your enemy either. We don’t exactly put on a show for them, but we still need to be mindful of the road and its laws. I suppose I can manage the bad press if you want to go riding around like a crazed lunatic, but at least consider the damage-control and reaction if somebody gets killed.”
Jenna sneered at Sephiroth. “Oh, as if you have always abided by the laws, Seph. I told you, I care not what the press says about us. They already spread enough rumor and lies with what you are attempting to do, there is no point in hiding anything or playing nice just for the sake of the press.”
Sephiroth made a short sound of frustration. “Yes, there most certainly is that… I cannot deny that there are people against us every step of the way.” He moved to sit down on the edge of the cliff and rubbed at his soaking wet hair.
Jenna sighed as she watched Sephiroth rub at his hair. After a moment of just staring at him, she moved to stand next to him before she grabbed her cape and pulled it so that it created a quasi-umbrella for Sephiroth, sheltering him from the rain.
Sephiroth raised his eyebrows slightly and then huddled under the makeshift cover. “You didn’t have to do that, you know.” He mumbled as he looked up at her. “But thank you. What are you going to do with yourself? You can’t stand there all day.”
Jenna smirked at Sephiroth before she released a deep chuckle. “Oh, I could if I felt like it. Rain never bothered me. Hrmph, I once drifted along the ocean currents for days… “
She shrugged, not too concerned about the memory. Still, she was mindful of her movements and kept her arm steady enough so that Sephiroth would remain sheltered from the rain.
“Anyway, your hair looks absolutely horrible and dull when wet.”
Sephiroth nodded his head in agreement. “I dislike it… but there’s not much I can do about it. You were the crazy one who decided to have us come out here and do this.” He grinned at her slightly, wanting to convey the fact that he was neither angry nor unhappy about the decision.
“Meanwhile, you always look… mmm… ravishing.”
Jenna’s smirk only widened at her husband’s words. “Oh, you think I’m crazy, huh? Flattery will get you everywhere, Sephiroth.”
With that said, she turned her eyes to watch the sky, which was lighting up with bolts of electricity. “Despite how much power one can obtain, one must always remain in awe of nature, hm?”
Sephiroth found himself following Jenna’s gaze to the sky. He watched the display of lights and lightning for a few moments before he nodded in agreement. “Indeed… we are but tiny creatures in the grand scale of nature itself. Those who think themselves above it’s power will quickly find themselves knocked back in their place.”
“Oh.. I wouldn’t go that far. There are primal forces that are much more powerful than the displays that this meager planet can pull off, Seph,” Jenna shook her head at her mate’s statements. “However, yes, nature is still quite grande. And your hair is quite damp and dark at the moment. I think now, your preferred categorization of “rat grey” is definitely appropriate.”
“That’s not my description of my hair… it was given to me by one of the assistants in the laboratory.” Sephiroth heavily grunted with disdain. “Right now I would call it an ‘untidy grey’. Or silver, depending on how I am feeling at the time….”
He reached up and not-so-subtly caressed the line of Jenna’s inner thighs. “We should find a cave instead, I think.”
“Hrmph, if we’re going to do that, we might as well go home. We can light the fireplace and finish our “romantic night” there, hm?” Jenna offered a counter suggestion as she backed away from Sephiroth, exposing him to the rain once more.
“It makes much more sense than some random cave that I doubt exists around here.”
Sephiroth slowly rose to his feet and nodded in agreement. He stood in the rain and shook his head to flick the water off his face once again, scowling shortly afterwards. “Pity,” He grunted, “A cave would be quite useful right now. Home it is then, I suppose.”
He moved his arms around her and teleported them both to the front-door of their house. He stepped aside from her and began to wring his wet hair out, seeming happy to finally be undercover again.
Jenna nodded at Sephiroth as she stepped into the house. Not long after, she set up the fireplace with some fresh wood before she started a fire so that the two of them could get comfortable on the couch. Before sitting down, she shook herself off so that she was somewhat dry.
Thus, Jenna happily spend the remainder of her night warming herself with her mate.
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Three days later, Jenna woke up early so that she could head off on the trip that she had warned Sephiroth about. She silently slipped out of bed and took note of the fact that it was still dark outside. However, she had no issues about waking up.
The woman slipped into her closet so that she could change away from Sephiroth, for she was attempting not to awake him. As she stepped out of the walk-in closet, she was clothed in an a-line skirt grey business suit that clearly had a high price tag. She also had put her hair up in a high-perched pony tail. For a bit, she fiddle around with a pair of fake glasses, trying to test the feel of them.
Sephiroth was still asleep when Jenna moved about the bedroom. He wasn’t quite completely dead to the world but was in the last stages of sleep and dreaming. His asleep mind could hear the footsteps around the room, but rather than waking up, the male reacted by trying to block it out and staying asleep.
Thus, he rolled onto his stomach, his face quite squashed into the pillow. The awkward slightly twisted positioning of his head caused him to begin snoring and he remained that way, still blissfully dreaming and oblivious to what was going on in the room around him.Jenna sighed as she heard Sephiroth start to snore. Even though she should be leaving at that time, she decided to walk over to the bedside. The sorceress reached over to caress the side of her husband’s face before she leaned down to kiss the ridge of his nose.
“You are much too noisy for a warrior.”
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