lays down
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Sticks missed call notes to his head. "I'm not your goddamned secretary." -corditeheart
And yet, she’s still the one taking his missed calls.
She probably needs a raise.
Too bad he isn’t Rufus. Or Tseng. And can’t give her one.
Too bad indeed.
smacks him w his emr
That fucking hurt.
Rude slowly turns to him, tilting his head to glare at him through the shades.
Do you want to turn this into a pissing contest Reno.
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You are not allowed to hurt my friends.
YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HURT MY FRIENDS.
YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HURT MY FRIENDS.
Y O U A R E N O T A L L O W E D T O H U R T M Y F R I E N D S .
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soon in HD!!
reno and rude be like “So the Flower Girl’s dead, huh?” and there’s a long, long, LONG pause as they reflect on all the hell she put them through. “Yeah, I don’t miss her at all.”
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leave her alone!!!!
our lives would be far less difficult if we could trust
Turks be like ‘please raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by Aerith Gainsborough’
Psa: Zell is SHORTER then Zidane. Just enjoy that image.
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❝ don’t step on the flowers. ❞
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remade zell.
exhausted now
bedtime
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Reblog if your muse has a nice butt
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Yuffie understands that the need to get on Rufus’ ship is vital to AVALANCHE’s plan, and is glad to use her connections and skill in the procurement of uniforms for the team. It shows that despite her recent arrival that Yuffie can indeed provide herself useful in a pinch. She’s spent some amount of time in Junon, knows the officers and gateway patrols, who to convince and how to do it to turn a blind eye. But they’ve not asked, so she’s not told. It’s as simple as that.
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. 」
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He needs a break. They’ve been pulling the weight of what was formally an entire force.
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?”
He isn’t wasting his time with small talk.
my computer screen is fucked up so I can’t make stuff anymore cause.. i’m not seeing what it really looks like ...
if i can pay someone to zell-theme me i’ll do a thing.