#renoiisms

“You know,” Yuffie began casually as Reno stepped off the elevator. “This hunting mission would have been far easier if old man ShinRa had actually given us authorization to access Hojo’s labs, instead of telling us to bust a ghost and then saying we’re not authorized to enter the place it’s haunting. Anyway, pull me out will you?” Pointedly she glanced down at the lower half of her body, still stuck inside the vent from which she was hanging upside down.

She lifted her hands hopefully towards her temporary partner, making sure to add that little twist of innocent baby child won’t you help me? that often worked in her favor. When she was finally free, the woman paused to readjust her clothes before reaching back into the vent to grab a small bag.

“Right, now that that’s dealt with...”

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“Damn, I thought they got this fixed last week, I'm calling Maintainence and giving them a piece of my mind.” With one hand on her hip, Crystal flipped open the emergency latch and pressed the button to signal security that they were stuck. Silver irises flickering over to Reno as he hadn't spoke yet, which was concerning. “You alright?”

This was not where she had intended to portal to. Recon missions required a level of subtlety, something that she young Keyblade wielder was admittedly lacking in. A better choice surely would have been Axel, who seemed to be able to come and go from just about anywhere without causing a fuss. Or perhaps Roxas, who was equally gifted in the art of stealth so long as it wasn’t coupled with their combined inexperience. 

Even so... the portal into a new, unsearched world went where it wanted. There wasn’t much she could do about this place.

Xion had come out in a large, imposing building -- this was not the first time she’d entered somewhere strange, nor would it be the last, but it was the first time the inhabitants of the place reacted with such hostility. A barrage of bullets met her around a corner, a snarling beast of a creature around the next.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” She flipped the hood up higher, taking a corner at a breakneck pace. A few careful corridors of Darkness got her outside - but those men were in hot pursuit, shouting something about the pride of ShinRa and those ruddy SOLDIERs think they can do anything -- nonsense words for her. 

All she sees is a flash of red and black and immediately she thinks backup has come. She pivots, changes directions, reaching out for him before she can stop herself --

“Axel, help!”

renoiisms

For some reason, Tseng hadn't seemed to want to trust Zack with this mission.

He couldn't understand why. It was an important task!  The rebel faction outside Junon, known only as the Fireflies, was growing bolder and bolder, and they needed to be taken out.  That much was fact.  Shinra had thought the best way to take out the hidden leader, a woman named Tessa Roman, was to infiltrate the group, so naturally, they had turned to the Turks.

Except, then they'd lost contact with Reno.  Tseng wanted to make sure his inside man was safe, and the only way to do that was to send someone else in.  But if Reno had been caught, then that meant they would be wary of new recruits for a while.  The only way to get someone in was to give them something they really wanted.

Like a SOLDIER second class.

No rebel group worth their salt would reject a mako enhanced super soldier.  Yeah, he'd probably be watched carefully and not allowed near anyone of worth.  Yeah, he'd probably be the last person they ever trusted with anything.  But if they could get information out of him, or better yet, have him kill stuff for them...well, it'd probably be worth it.  Right?

Tseng had thought so.  Except he was wary about sending Zack, and Zack had no idea why!  He was good at what he did!  He almost always remembered his sword these days! And he'd remembered it this time, when he'd made contact with the Fireflies outpost and explained to them that he wanted to join their ranks.  Tseng had coached him on what to say for like hours. He was so good at this.

Well. Maybe not quite as good as he had thought, he reflected as the tranqs they'd put in the drink they'd offered him wore off--probably sooner than they expected, sure, but it was still plenty of time for them to kick him around a bit and throw him into a cell.

Rubbing his aching head, he groaned under his breath and opened one eye. Yeah.  He was definitely in a cell.  They hadn't trusted him, apparently.  Oh, and they'd taken his sword, his PHS, and the super secret microphone Tseng had hidden in his collar.  Huh.

But apparently, he wasn't alone in the cell.  As he slowly sat up, he was aware of a flash of bright red hair just out of the corner of his eye.  The man sitting across from him looked very similar to the photos of Reno Zack had seen, although he was sporting quite a few cuts and bruises.

*sobs quietly into the distance* aIBOU WHY

[text] Seems like it works then. Just have to add some type of alarm sound to it.

7 minuts later

[text] Good it worked then. 

[text] Tseng wants the base to be more safer, so I was testing a new idea of mine. Can you move your legs?