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esp_dragonv2) wrote2020-11-16 12:09 am
esp_dragonv2) wrote2020-11-16 12:09 am
Collection of Frankenstein/Muzaka Snippets [Dosirak]
Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Frankenstein sometimes didn't have time for lunch.
Notes: Muzaka never left verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 364
Total word count: 13,083
Status: Work in progress
Muzaka hummed as he cooked, keeping track of everything he needed to. It was almost ready and Muzaka glanced at the clock on the wall. Nearing lunch.
Good.
He'd be finished before then.
* * *
Muzaka grinned at Chang-nim as he walked past. "He still in a meetin'?" he asked.
"He hasn't left one yet, Lee-nim," Chang-nim, Frankenstein's secretary, said. She saw the dosirak box in Muzaka's hand and smiled. "I'm sure he'll appreciate it."
"And I'll make sure he eats it too, heh," Muzaka said, waving a hand before he entered Frankenstein's office.
Frankenstein looked up at him, gave him a small smile and then turned his attention back to his screen. It didn't seem like he was going to present anything, so Muzaka walked over to his desk, holding the dosirak box out to him.
"Thank you," Frankenstein said, taking the box from him. "This meeting is supposed to last another hour and-" He sighed, shaking the box. "I'm going to have to eat while listening."
Muzaka pulled over a chair, setting down the thermos filled with tea on Frankenstein's desk. "I don't think they'll mind if your camera is off for a bit." Frankenstein must have muted his mic if he was talking to him.
Frankenstein made a grumbling sound before he opened the box and started eating. "How did you know? Did you check my schedule?"
Muzaka chuckled, pouring Frankenstein's tea. "You have a particular look when you've got a full day." Muzaka had seen it enough times over the decades that it was easy to recognise. "Do you think you'll be home for dinner?"
Frankenstein grimace told him the answer before he said anything. "Yes, but I'll have another meeting with the French branch. They're making some interesting discoveries but the Union might also be trying to expand their influence there."
Muzaka snorted. "The Union can try." As much as the Union did their best to spread their influence, Frankenstein was there to stop them as best as he could.
It did mean late nights and meetings that went on forever, but during those times, the very least Muzaka could do was make sure Frankenstein ate.
Summary: Frankenstein sometimes didn't have time for lunch.
Notes: Muzaka never left verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 364
Total word count: 13,083
Status: Work in progress
Muzaka hummed as he cooked, keeping track of everything he needed to. It was almost ready and Muzaka glanced at the clock on the wall. Nearing lunch.
Good.
He'd be finished before then.
Muzaka grinned at Chang-nim as he walked past. "He still in a meetin'?" he asked.
"He hasn't left one yet, Lee-nim," Chang-nim, Frankenstein's secretary, said. She saw the dosirak box in Muzaka's hand and smiled. "I'm sure he'll appreciate it."
"And I'll make sure he eats it too, heh," Muzaka said, waving a hand before he entered Frankenstein's office.
Frankenstein looked up at him, gave him a small smile and then turned his attention back to his screen. It didn't seem like he was going to present anything, so Muzaka walked over to his desk, holding the dosirak box out to him.
"Thank you," Frankenstein said, taking the box from him. "This meeting is supposed to last another hour and-" He sighed, shaking the box. "I'm going to have to eat while listening."
Muzaka pulled over a chair, setting down the thermos filled with tea on Frankenstein's desk. "I don't think they'll mind if your camera is off for a bit." Frankenstein must have muted his mic if he was talking to him.
Frankenstein made a grumbling sound before he opened the box and started eating. "How did you know? Did you check my schedule?"
Muzaka chuckled, pouring Frankenstein's tea. "You have a particular look when you've got a full day." Muzaka had seen it enough times over the decades that it was easy to recognise. "Do you think you'll be home for dinner?"
Frankenstein grimace told him the answer before he said anything. "Yes, but I'll have another meeting with the French branch. They're making some interesting discoveries but the Union might also be trying to expand their influence there."
Muzaka snorted. "The Union can try." As much as the Union did their best to spread their influence, Frankenstein was there to stop them as best as he could.
It did mean late nights and meetings that went on forever, but during those times, the very least Muzaka could do was make sure Frankenstein ate.