Zack lights up brighter than neon, but that flickers when Angeal pushes himself up to his feet. "Alright, introductions are done with," he announces simply. "Let's go."
"Go?" Zack's expression twists into quite the amusing countenance, torn between elation and disappointment. It's painfully clear that he'd rather been hoping that he could stick around a little while longer - whether in the flash of the Honeybee Inn, or perhaps for Sephiroth himself. He's not so arrogant as to make a guess on which. "Where are we going?"
"Most of the important people who need to know you, know you. We can go around and making some proper introductions, now. Get you an idea how the main areas of Wall Market work."
"Do I have to take notes?"
"You'd lose any notes you took," Angeal informs him plainly, and Sephiroth hides his smile behind his fingers, a bit. "Just try to pay attention for when I have you actually doing things."
The prospect of doing apparently anything seems to perk Zack up well enough. "Yessss," he cheers quietly, pumping his fist like this is some massive victory. Someone who learns best by doing, it seems. "Then let's get a move on! Where are we going next?"
"There's a few places around the immediate area you could probably stand to get a handle on... We'll try some of the big businesses first." Resting his hand on the back of the booth, Angeal inclines his head towards Sephiroth, now. "Thanks for showing up for today. I'll keep you updated on how things turn out." And with that, he takes his leave, lightly rapping his knuckles along Zack's shoulder to have him follow after. This doesn't, of course, stop Zack from peering over his shoulder and waggling his fingers excitedly at Sephiroth in good bye.
Really, it's as though Angeal has picked up an energetic little puppy. Actually.... Hadn't he heard Angeal commenting to one of the Honeybees recently about finding a cute new puppy, even though Genesis had clearly made no reference to any such things? Honestly now. Sephiroth waves back.
Of course, when Angeal talks about keeping him updated, it's also just as much keeping Genesis updated.
A crime boss and a casino owner - together they might just make for the richest pair in all of Midgar, even if individually they can't hold a candle to something like ShinRa. However, that means both of them have to do a great deal of things to keep it all running smoothly, and exactly as they want it. Especially with how so many people would be glad to leap upon any perceived weakness in either Wall Market or the Golden Saucer. Anything to take it for themselves, or make steps towards that goal.
In contrast, Sephiroth has considerably less on his plate. Due to his popularity and the prices Angeal makes sure don't dip for any of his people, it's not as though he's lacking for money, either. So, even though none of them really agreed to any of it out loud...
One way or the other, he always finds a way to the Golden Saucer, where Genesis is more than happy to spoil him.
Today, that means being near the chocobo racetrack, where the redhead is applying affection to a particularly brilliant blue stud. "What do you think?" he asks him, palms braced carefully along the edge of the massive bird's beak.
It was a good choice to dress a little more plainly today, even if there is still a lot of leather involved. But that's a tactical choice. Stray feathers don't stick quite as easily to his leather compared to any other material he could wear, and that's a benefit as he walks a little further into the stall. Tall boots were also a smart choice; Angeal was right to insist he get at least one sensible pair all those years ago. "A new acquisition?" he asks, taking in the rather patient temperament. No anxiety at the prospect of another and very new person into the stall, just a quiet observation of him - silver reflected in that large black eye. "The feathers seem to be a bit different than that which I'm used to. Were you talked out of buying another red?"
"Oh, hush," Genesis says, with a click of his tongue. "I would have you know that I have more sense than that and you very well know it. While a flock of brilliant crimson would certainly be a sight to behold, it does not fair well on the racetrack. There, they are most glorious when bedazzling the crowd in a mosaic of color, like stained glass in a forgotten church."
"Very poetic."
"Thank you, I am glad that someone can properly appreciate my talents."
That draws out a soft chuckle from Sephiroth. Well, it is good to see that Genesis is in a fine mood, today. Perhaps his new companion is helpful in that regard, for it has quite a calming sort of personality. At least, it just makes a soft little trill in its throat when Sephiroth runs his hand along its long neck, and ends in a little beep.
Yes, this close, and being able to touch the creature... It is quite different from the chocobo that Genesis normally buys for the track. There's something about that sensation which is far smoother than a chocobo feather normally is. A different breed entirely, perhaps?
"What kind of environment does this one grow in?" he asks, curious despite himself. "With how slick they are... A water-inclined breed?"
It would explain the slight difference in the feathers, and, now that he's closer, he thinks there may be something different to its feet, as well. Yet, still, it is undeniably a chocobo. Genesis chuckles a bit, fingers sinking through the feathers and guiding themselves along one folded wing. "Truly, nothing gets past you, does it, our eagle-eyed partner?" he teases. "But yes - this is a rather rare little breed that I heard about, so when I heard there was a chance to get it for myself, I knew that I would be daft to pass it up. I have thought about having some construction do to make a more water-themed route for the races, but... Well, that would perhaps end up far too pricey as an immediate venture."
"So this one will become a more minor side attraction," Sephiroth concludes with a small nod. "At least unless you can breed more of them. Well, for all that this one has moved quite a ways from its original home, it seems happy enough here." His hands fall away from the bird, just to give it a bit more space. "...His name is Zack, if you were interested. Last name Fair."
Immediately, Genesis's nose wrinkles, and he pulls his hand away. "What a poetic surname," he sighs. "And yet I cannot be particularly pleased about it. I haven't heard anything about him in Midgar. Where on earth is he from and how did Angeal find him?"
Fortunately, these are questions that Sephiroth had as well, and that Angeal had at least shown some courtesy by leaving a quick note at his place. Everything else, well, he'd picked up from gossip.
There are a lot of gossips, fortunately, at the Honeybee Inn. He doesn't think that they started there, or that Angeal picked them for that particular quality, but it is most certainly how the hive has turned out regardless. Sometimes, it works out well enough to all their advantages.
"The details are somewhat lost on me, or, at the very least, I can't yet tell you what fact or fiction is," Sephiroth begins, "but everyone seems to be on agreement that he managed to poach him from the SOLDIER recruitment process." He pauses, so that Genesis can get out his sharp bark of laughter. ShinRa is an important source of revenue for both the Market and the Saucer, of course, or at least its employees are... But, well, strong powers will always be at odds with strong powers. It's simple to say that there's no particular love lost between them. Sephiroth can take some bitter amusement from the whole thing as well.
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"Go?" Zack's expression twists into quite the amusing countenance, torn between elation and disappointment. It's painfully clear that he'd rather been hoping that he could stick around a little while longer - whether in the flash of the Honeybee Inn, or perhaps for Sephiroth himself. He's not so arrogant as to make a guess on which. "Where are we going?"
"Most of the important people who need to know you, know you. We can go around and making some proper introductions, now. Get you an idea how the main areas of Wall Market work."
"Do I have to take notes?"
"You'd lose any notes you took," Angeal informs him plainly, and Sephiroth hides his smile behind his fingers, a bit. "Just try to pay attention for when I have you actually doing things."
The prospect of doing apparently anything seems to perk Zack up well enough. "Yessss," he cheers quietly, pumping his fist like this is some massive victory. Someone who learns best by doing, it seems. "Then let's get a move on! Where are we going next?"
"There's a few places around the immediate area you could probably stand to get a handle on... We'll try some of the big businesses first." Resting his hand on the back of the booth, Angeal inclines his head towards Sephiroth, now. "Thanks for showing up for today. I'll keep you updated on how things turn out." And with that, he takes his leave, lightly rapping his knuckles along Zack's shoulder to have him follow after. This doesn't, of course, stop Zack from peering over his shoulder and waggling his fingers excitedly at Sephiroth in good bye.
Really, it's as though Angeal has picked up an energetic little puppy. Actually.... Hadn't he heard Angeal commenting to one of the Honeybees recently about finding a cute new puppy, even though Genesis had clearly made no reference to any such things? Honestly now. Sephiroth waves back.
Of course, when Angeal talks about keeping him updated, it's also just as much keeping Genesis updated.
A crime boss and a casino owner - together they might just make for the richest pair in all of Midgar, even if individually they can't hold a candle to something like ShinRa. However, that means both of them have to do a great deal of things to keep it all running smoothly, and exactly as they want it. Especially with how so many people would be glad to leap upon any perceived weakness in either Wall Market or the Golden Saucer. Anything to take it for themselves, or make steps towards that goal.
In contrast, Sephiroth has considerably less on his plate. Due to his popularity and the prices Angeal makes sure don't dip for any of his people, it's not as though he's lacking for money, either. So, even though none of them really agreed to any of it out loud...
One way or the other, he always finds a way to the Golden Saucer, where Genesis is more than happy to spoil him.
Today, that means being near the chocobo racetrack, where the redhead is applying affection to a particularly brilliant blue stud. "What do you think?" he asks him, palms braced carefully along the edge of the massive bird's beak.
It was a good choice to dress a little more plainly today, even if there is still a lot of leather involved. But that's a tactical choice. Stray feathers don't stick quite as easily to his leather compared to any other material he could wear, and that's a benefit as he walks a little further into the stall. Tall boots were also a smart choice; Angeal was right to insist he get at least one sensible pair all those years ago. "A new acquisition?" he asks, taking in the rather patient temperament. No anxiety at the prospect of another and very new person into the stall, just a quiet observation of him - silver reflected in that large black eye. "The feathers seem to be a bit different than that which I'm used to. Were you talked out of buying another red?"
"Oh, hush," Genesis says, with a click of his tongue. "I would have you know that I have more sense than that and you very well know it. While a flock of brilliant crimson would certainly be a sight to behold, it does not fair well on the racetrack. There, they are most glorious when bedazzling the crowd in a mosaic of color, like stained glass in a forgotten church."
"Very poetic."
"Thank you, I am glad that someone can properly appreciate my talents."
That draws out a soft chuckle from Sephiroth. Well, it is good to see that Genesis is in a fine mood, today. Perhaps his new companion is helpful in that regard, for it has quite a calming sort of personality. At least, it just makes a soft little trill in its throat when Sephiroth runs his hand along its long neck, and ends in a little beep.
Yes, this close, and being able to touch the creature... It is quite different from the chocobo that Genesis normally buys for the track. There's something about that sensation which is far smoother than a chocobo feather normally is. A different breed entirely, perhaps?
"What kind of environment does this one grow in?" he asks, curious despite himself. "With how slick they are... A water-inclined breed?"
It would explain the slight difference in the feathers, and, now that he's closer, he thinks there may be something different to its feet, as well. Yet, still, it is undeniably a chocobo. Genesis chuckles a bit, fingers sinking through the feathers and guiding themselves along one folded wing. "Truly, nothing gets past you, does it, our eagle-eyed partner?" he teases. "But yes - this is a rather rare little breed that I heard about, so when I heard there was a chance to get it for myself, I knew that I would be daft to pass it up. I have thought about having some construction do to make a more water-themed route for the races, but... Well, that would perhaps end up far too pricey as an immediate venture."
"So this one will become a more minor side attraction," Sephiroth concludes with a small nod. "At least unless you can breed more of them. Well, for all that this one has moved quite a ways from its original home, it seems happy enough here." His hands fall away from the bird, just to give it a bit more space. "...His name is Zack, if you were interested. Last name Fair."
Immediately, Genesis's nose wrinkles, and he pulls his hand away. "What a poetic surname," he sighs. "And yet I cannot be particularly pleased about it. I haven't heard anything about him in Midgar. Where on earth is he from and how did Angeal find him?"
Fortunately, these are questions that Sephiroth had as well, and that Angeal had at least shown some courtesy by leaving a quick note at his place. Everything else, well, he'd picked up from gossip.
There are a lot of gossips, fortunately, at the Honeybee Inn. He doesn't think that they started there, or that Angeal picked them for that particular quality, but it is most certainly how the hive has turned out regardless. Sometimes, it works out well enough to all their advantages.
"The details are somewhat lost on me, or, at the very least, I can't yet tell you what fact or fiction is," Sephiroth begins, "but everyone seems to be on agreement that he managed to poach him from the SOLDIER recruitment process." He pauses, so that Genesis can get out his sharp bark of laughter. ShinRa is an important source of revenue for both the Market and the Saucer, of course, or at least its employees are... But, well, strong powers will always be at odds with strong powers. It's simple to say that there's no particular love lost between them. Sephiroth can take some bitter amusement from the whole thing as well.