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Rating- PG
Prompt- Weiss Kreuz - Crawford/Yohji - Enemies working together - "If you work for me, you'll never be a pawn again."
Notes- late late late. so sorry!
Far from leaving a bad taste in his mouth, the current situation was heavy with expensive cuts of meat followed by extravagant wine. Yohji readjusted the napkin in his lap and gave up trying to watch Crawford out of the corner of his eye. The other man had behaved impeccably, provided a wealth of information and seemed to be distinctly lacking in hidden motivations.
Typically cold and calculating, dispassionate to the point of inhuman, Crawford spent another moment eying the dessert menu. Crawford had been as straightforward about what he desired from Yohji, as concise and to the point as he was when placing his order. Crawford ordered something that sounded expensive and extravagant, and politely refrained from snorting in disdain as Yohji merely requested another drink.
There had been no posing, no clichéd steepled fingers or archly raised eyebrows. Crawford had gestured once with fingers that were stained with ink in an almost quaint fashion, making a point more than expressing anything resembling excess of emotion.
The selling point came with the check. Crawford sent a pristine credit card away with the server, and turned the full force of his attention onto Yohji.
“If you work for me, you’ll never be a pawn again.”
Such a bold statement offered with an almost bland brand of confidence. Crawford had to have known what those words would do to Yohji, the string of memories and stress that would bubble to the surface of his mind. All the manipulations and petty miscommunications that had pushed Yohji to the breaking point and beyond paraded themselves before his sense of duty..
Yohji downed the rest of his whiskey, not even noticing how smooth it was, how pleasant the flavor. He was caught in a morass of morals, attempting to piece together enough of a wall to hold back a plethora of probable protestations.
Yohji met Crawford’s gaze, weighing intent and possible pretensions. Crawford was cold, callous, and above all else viciously effective. And in this, Crawford had picked his technique perfectly. He wanted an efficient and effective tool, was willing to play the proper hand to ensure that result. There was a sharp honesty in Crawford’s gaze. If Yohji was going to damn himself through this interaction, at least he was fully aware of what he was signing up for.
Crawford nodded once, acknowledging the scrutiny, and Yohji settled back, one arm resting up on the back of the booth. “I’m in.”
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fireun Rating- PG
Prompt- Weiss Kreuz - Crawford/Yohji - Enemies working together - "If you work for me, you'll never be a pawn again."
Notes- late late late. so sorry!
Far from leaving a bad taste in his mouth, the current situation was heavy with expensive cuts of meat followed by extravagant wine. Yohji readjusted the napkin in his lap and gave up trying to watch Crawford out of the corner of his eye. The other man had behaved impeccably, provided a wealth of information and seemed to be distinctly lacking in hidden motivations.
Typically cold and calculating, dispassionate to the point of inhuman, Crawford spent another moment eying the dessert menu. Crawford had been as straightforward about what he desired from Yohji, as concise and to the point as he was when placing his order. Crawford ordered something that sounded expensive and extravagant, and politely refrained from snorting in disdain as Yohji merely requested another drink.
There had been no posing, no clichéd steepled fingers or archly raised eyebrows. Crawford had gestured once with fingers that were stained with ink in an almost quaint fashion, making a point more than expressing anything resembling excess of emotion.
The selling point came with the check. Crawford sent a pristine credit card away with the server, and turned the full force of his attention onto Yohji.
“If you work for me, you’ll never be a pawn again.”
Such a bold statement offered with an almost bland brand of confidence. Crawford had to have known what those words would do to Yohji, the string of memories and stress that would bubble to the surface of his mind. All the manipulations and petty miscommunications that had pushed Yohji to the breaking point and beyond paraded themselves before his sense of duty..
Yohji downed the rest of his whiskey, not even noticing how smooth it was, how pleasant the flavor. He was caught in a morass of morals, attempting to piece together enough of a wall to hold back a plethora of probable protestations.
Yohji met Crawford’s gaze, weighing intent and possible pretensions. Crawford was cold, callous, and above all else viciously effective. And in this, Crawford had picked his technique perfectly. He wanted an efficient and effective tool, was willing to play the proper hand to ensure that result. There was a sharp honesty in Crawford’s gaze. If Yohji was going to damn himself through this interaction, at least he was fully aware of what he was signing up for.
Crawford nodded once, acknowledging the scrutiny, and Yohji settled back, one arm resting up on the back of the booth. “I’m in.”
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Date: 2009-06-29 07:49 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-07-02 07:12 pm (UTC)sorry for the short comment, but my brain refused to work ;D
Crawford is wonderfully IC and Yohji, I can see him agree to such an offer.
So again, thank you for the good read.
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Date: 2009-07-02 08:04 pm (UTC)for some reason finding out i filled prompts for folks i know just makes me happy as hell. so i am glad you enjoyed! it was a brilliant prompt to write for!