We are Turk

YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HURT MY FRIENDS.

YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HURT MY FRIENDS.

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And while Cloud is reliving his SOLDIER cadet dreams, or whatever it is he’s doing by participating in the marching band, Yuffie’s slipping into Turtle’s Paradise II, smiling a flash at the bodyguard and whispering the name of her contact she’s come to visit inside his ear.

Rude.

And there is no surprise to her that he’s available, even if she has not contacted him on PHS. Wherever the President must be, the Turks are typically not far. In fact, it makes her laugh when she does see him, navy neon shine reflecting from bald scalp. He’s never been too difficult to locate when lights are involved. She takes a seat on available stool next to him, requests a mineral water. Those are provided by the sealed bottle: she knows how to avoid a drug. She is in presence of the Turks, after all. They stop at nothing for results.

「 Hey, 」she says, a tap on his shoulder.「 Let’s talk. 」

It isn’t a thought Rude has often. To say he loved his work may be over-reaching, but he took great pride in what he did. ShinRa was more than a job to him, to any of the Turks. He believed in the cause, and more-over, he believed in Rufus. It’s no secret to him that the late President would have had them all killed. Outsiders would likely suspect the Turks would have mixed feelings to be taking orders from Rufus ShinRa.

It was just the opposite. 

Rude glances down at the watch around his wrist. The contact in question should be arriving soon. Having an ear on the inside was going to make the Turks duty exceptionally easier - always providing Yuffie was not trying to pull her own angle. They had a mutual understanding. And a mutual understanding of what would happen if she decided to test them for fools.

His eyes give her a sharp look under his shades at being tapped.

“What do you have?”