[One eyebrow raises, and the other follows as Rukia sharply answers, followed by both dropping into a frown as they just get right back into each others faces. Inside, he's rolling eyes but he's much too professional to let that show outwardly.
Children.
Sephiroth takes step forwards, invading all personal space and firmly pushes each of their shoulders away from each other so that he's essentially making a space for himself between them.]
Back off, both of you.
[Then he assesses the chocobo, who is neatly still within her small holding pen and looking about as interested in their squabbling as Sephiroth himself is. After a moment he turns his attention to Rukia, holding a hand out with a finger pointed up, in the direction of the other private to make sure he holds his tongue.]
Do you have clearance to bring your bird to the military compound?
[A stupid question really...but he's going somewhere with this...]
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Children.
Sephiroth takes step forwards, invading all personal space and firmly pushes each of their shoulders away from each other so that he's essentially making a space for himself between them.]
Back off, both of you.
[Then he assesses the chocobo, who is neatly still within her small holding pen and looking about as interested in their squabbling as Sephiroth himself is. After a moment he turns his attention to Rukia, holding a hand out with a finger pointed up, in the direction of the other private to make sure he holds his tongue.]
Do you have clearance to bring your bird to the military compound?
[A stupid question really...but he's going somewhere with this...]