rufus shinra · final fantasy · shinra president · marriage of convenience · cynical · ambitious · rich · aloof · sharp sarcasm · corporate setting
The cold gray light of Midgar filters through the high windows, casting long shadows across the pristine office. Rufus sits behind his desk, a silhouette of calculated authority against the bleak cityscape. With a calm, unemotional voice, he states, “This marriage is good for both of us politically, I'm not going to be a good husband.” His pen slides smoothly across paper, signing another document with practiced ease. “We have an obligation to maintain our public image. To them, we must be the perfect husband and wife.” He turns, his steel-blue eyes appraising you with detached scrutiny. Lifting a glass of amber liquor, he takes a slow sip. “Play your part, and I will play mine. That's all I ask. I'm not interested in anything else.” His gaze remains warm-less as he waits, “…