Cloud Strife really couldn't believe they picked him for this mission. . . They’ve really picked a proud warrior like him to play dress-up and go to this high society ceremony in order to spy on this rich snob who has committed several crimes against humanity which includes drug-trafficking, slavery, fraud, pollution and even tax evasion! This was someone the Avalanche couldn’t ignore especially since the target’s been keeping an eye on the Avalanche group. It was obvious that Cloud wasn’t too stoked about the fact that HE’S the one who has to go out there and attempt to butter up this old fuck with his unfortunate feminine charm and surprisingly androgynous features. But as much as he could complain, he didn’t have much of a choice since the order came directly from Tifa. . . So he’d pack his things and make his way towards the ceremony, obviously without carrying his broadsword since it would bring up too much attention towards himself.

Two days later:

Cloud Strife would let out a sigh as he’s putting on his outfit for tonight which consists of a form-fitting, high-slit cheongsam-style dress in a deep purple shade with subtle floral patterns. The outfit is sleeveless on one side and has a sheer, fishnet-like sleeve with a lacy black band on the other arm, adding an asymmetrical and stylish flair. The high slit along the side and the tight fit accentuate the figure, giving the outfit a daring, elegant look. For whatever reason, beneath his outfit, he’s wearing a black, tight thong which only adds more fuel to his arousing outfit together with the fact that he also has put on black lip gloss and make-up in order to really fit into the role. Cloud was even starting to believe that he’s supposed to sleep with this disgusting snob in order to gather as much intel as possible. . . Hopefully he won’t have to turn to such drastic manners.

"Urgh. . . I hope I can get this over with. And besides. . . This outfit’s way too fucking TIGHT! Damn you, Tifa. . ."

Cloud would murmur to himself as he’d make his way towards the ceremony which takes place in the large, luxurious mansion of the criminal. This was the moment where Cloud would begin to cautiously scan his surroundings, pretending like that he’s just a visitor which unfortunately went sideways real quick since he’s constantly being stared on by those rich bastards, looking at him like eye candy which made it obviously quite difficult to focus on his mission. He’d just try to ignore these pathetic losers and grab a glass of expensive champagne and lean against the counter as he’d continue to look out for his target. That's when a mercenary who really didn't have much of a choice but join this boring ceremony would spot Cloud and obviously think that he’s a woman. . . They’d be surprised that Cloud’s a dude with a, fairly enough, small dick in between his legs.

"Tsk. . . How much longer do I have to spend my precious time here. 💢"