towerofanimus | Cooking for the wedding; obviously set before the reception

Characters: Hei, Kirika, and OPEN
Setting: Floor 1
Format: Prose, but choose anything you want
Summary: Hei and Kirika cook for the wedding and breakfast/lunch.
Warnings: bonding and epic cooking

The future experiment had left...consequences. Hei didn't know who he was then, but the rage was all too real. Finally having who he desired with him, and then having it just taken away from him. The facility did that a lot, toying with his feelings. The tower just made it all the more personal for him, driving him to a rage he didn't think possible. Sephiroth felt it, and now he had to watch himself even more, gain every advantage he could gain for not only himself, but for Kirika, for everyone's sake.

Which is why he was doing what he did best: cooking. Baking preparations were left to others, leaving him to deal out his own personal buffet of any meat and vegetables he could gain his hands on. The food was certainly impressive, everything Elena and Reno wanted. Having Kirika's aid in this made things go twice as fast. Even Mao had helped, being more of a taste tester though and checker of the oven. Both were essential in making things just right.

Each and every table already had plates, but a few already had much food on it, suitable for both breakfast and lunch. Care to ask for a plate?

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"I think that should do it. Any more would be overkill on the stomach."

For them at least. He could probably eat all of it; someone had to think of that. And as it stood, he didn't want to exhaust the resources this tower had left. He turns off the stove he was working on, taking a seat on the nearby stool for a break. All done at last...

"Mhm, it looks fine."

To be honest, she didn't know Hei can cook that much all together. Perhaps to go with that huge appetite of his. Kirika leaned on the counter as she watched the people in the cafeteria.

"Considering the number of people enjoying it, they must be."

Even if they were leaving for the actual reception. Speaking of which, that was a few hours away. Certainly left some time open.

Kirika fell silent after that. Even though it was a time for people to be happy, it didn't reach Kirika. She still had some thoughts left in her mind, mainly Chloe and her future self. Even though it was a trick from the tower, would her future flourish to happiness? Kirika let out a quiet sigh.

"Hei," she called him as she turned her body towards him. "About..." Her sentence trailed off. What should she discussed first? What was on Hei's mind?

"If its about Sephiroth, I killed him." Easily in fact. 20+ years definitely helped give him an overwhelming power. Now however, he was more concerned with events surrounding her. The one winged devil could wait.

"Now then, regarding Chloe, just who is she?"

It had taken her a moment to find the right words. "She's from Yuumura's world, a pro like me, and I killed her." Kirika tilted her head back as the memories flowed into her mind. Already Chloe's voice echoed with a roar 'Liar!' followed with a clash of blades.

Hei walks over to place a hand on her shoulder, sensing something was wrong. He looked a bit worried when she had tilted her head back, easily visible on his face.

"Are you okay? If she's a threat, then we can do something to minimize her attacks."

A shiver followed when she felt Hei's touch. Her head swung upright as she looked up at Hei. There was a smile from Hei's concern. She shaken her head to the threat. Even if Chloe was a threat, the tower made them both immortal. Both tied down in this labyrinth of hell.

It was strange, on one side it was nice to see someone else from the world she knew but never set foot, and the other side it had to be someone who loathed her with envious. "Hei, please try not to kill her. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility."

"As much as I appreciate avoiding violence, why do you want her alive if she was an enemy? What is the exact history between you two?"

Between the real Kirika and her he wanted to say, but couldn't. This was easier to deal with then back in the facility, where he and Lucy argued regarding Nana. At least he could actually stop all of this before it went crazier.

It made her forget about her clone self for now which was a wise choice. It confused Kirika enough. "Because I killed her." No brushing the bushes or anything. Yes Chloe was dangerous. But even as an enemy, she couldn't repay the help Chloe gave in the past.

"Up until from what I remember, she was in the same syndicate like me," Kirika admitted. In truth, everyone connected where the children of the Le Soldats. Chloe knew more about Kirika than herself and the darkness she carried. "It happened so fast," Kirika explained as she closed her eyes again. "Because of me, she was about to kill Mireille." No matter how much she shut her eyes tight, tears seeped from them. "I-I didn't mean to it just..."

Hei understood. Many close people were in the syndicate he, the real Hei, was in. They dies one by one, and by his hand no less. Even Yin was no exception to that rule. He knew more than anyone how painful it all was.

Which is why he is now kneeling, hugging Kirika close. They had no other family here, ignoring his supposed future. And he was definitely not going to let her leave him, his sister. She wasnt Bai, but he didn't care. She needed to know there was still a big brother here for her.

Kirika stood there as she was embraced by Hei. Her head rested against him confused and in pain. "Kirika Yuumura finally found a reason to stay alive. If she ever comes here, even if I'm not her, I want to watch her. Is that bad?"

He shook his head, still holding her close. "No, not at all. Regardless of cloning, both of you still Kirika. Both of you are still your own person."

"Thanks Hei."

"Not a problem."

Cooking for the wedding; obviously set before the reception

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