Chaosbayne

Zack had been in the training room all day. Angeal just wanted to go home to a nice hot cooked meal made by Genesis. But he knew better than to leave Zack alone in the ShinRa Tower. And a massage. He was certain that he could feel the knots forming in his back muscles and shoulders. Heck, maybe Genesis would be up for a bath. That thought brought a tired smile to Angeal’s face. Angeal wasn’t sure what had gone wrong today, but today was just awful. Maybe it was because he was out of coffee. He didn’t think it would affect his day that badly; however, this day’s events proved otherwise. **** Angeal had to teach a gr

Altair was lounging on the couch in the front room when you wandered in. Ezio was relaxing in a chair, gazing out the window. He turned his attention towards you when you entered the room. “I’m going to do it today” you announced with conviction. He snorted behind the newspaper he was browsing. “Good luck” came the gruff reply. Ezio chuckled. He couldn’t wait to see how the others reacted. He had originally attempted to talk you out of it; but it was no use. Once you got something in your head, it was easier to reason with a mountain. You called Connor, Arno and Jacob into the front room, where you wait

You skid to a stop just inside the stables, looking about for your mare. Spotting her, you swiftly make your way over to her stall. Not wanting to spare the time to put the tack on your horse, you settle for bareback—plus a saddle pad. There was no way you were going to risk getting sores in sensitive places. That would put you out of commission with your boys for quite some time. Following your lead, Altair, Ezio, Connor, Arno and Jacob all throw saddle pads on their horses before mounting up and exiting the stables. Grabbing your horse’s mane, you guide her in the opposite direction of the house. Keeping an eye on the house

Your eyes snapped open. Looking around carefully so as to not disturb your sleeping assassins, you tried to find what it was that had awoken you. You heard a squeak followed by numerous pairs of feet thumping on the floor downstairs. The family that lived in this house had returned—early. “Why is our furniture in disarray and shoved up against the walls?” came a man’s voice. “And what is that smell?” a woman said as she breathed deeply into her nose. “It smells like… sweat. And…” her voice dropped to a whisper “sex”. Walking further into the room, the man bent down an

Taking a break from his paperwork, Angeal flipped open his PHS to send Tseng a text. If you’re free, I’d like to do that intercourse thing with you. Reclining on his sofa with Tifa curled at this side, Tseng glared at his pocket where a beeping noise emanated. Tseng opened his PHS; reading the text that had appeared in his inbox. Arching a brow, Tseng sent a response back to Angeal. Well. I don’t think Tifa would be happy if I had intercourse with you Angeal. Perhaps you could ask Reno? He’s free right about now. Opening the text from Tseng, Angeal’s eyes widened with horror as the blood drained from his fac

Mid mission in Rocket Town, Zack suffered a serious bite wound that quickly began to fester and ooze pus. Examining the wound closely, Zack was certain that the wound would need a disinfectant before Cure could be administered. Pulling out his PHS, Zack awkwardly typed a text to Sephiroth with his uninjured left hand, asking for advice on how to clean his wound. Hey Seph. I was bit by a Nibel wolf, except there must have been something wrong with it. The wound is festering and a greenish yellow pus is oozing out of it. In the middle of lunch with Genesis and Angeal, Sephiroth’s PHS gives off an annoying beep indicating that he has a