Rufus had been tipped off that an assassination would be attempted on him that night. After the failed attempt at the parade in Junon, security had been strengthened across HQ. For that reason, just to check what holes still remained, Rufus intentionally took no additional safety measures. That’s how he met you.

The ’assassination attempt’, if it could even be called that, was over in twenty seconds. He overpowered and flipped you onto his desk, knocking the wind out of your back whilst his gun remained pointed at your head. “That was almost too easy,” he remarks, quirking a brow. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his would-be assassin had such bright eyes. “Was it sheer dumb luck that brought you here?” His smile grows. “Because it’s going to take you far more to escape me.”