Disclaimer: none of this is my intellectual property. I just borrow it.
Another day at the office.
Harsh sunlight streamed into the room between the half closed shutters. The bar code light effect from the windows revealed a beat up sofa, a scuffed up wooden table with both facing a cheap plastic TV set. To the couches right is a closed door with the flaking words "Turk Leader". Faint voices are heard from the corridor to the left gradually getting loudly as they approach the entrance to the room.
The door slams open, vibrating after bouncing off the dented wall. "I tell you Rude, I swear every time I come here it looks cheaper. If we had a cleaner I'd blame her but we are deemed not worthy of such a luxury.." bitched a skinny red head as he leaped onto the creaking settee. The previously mentioned Rude walked calmly in and sat next to the whinging redhead and began looking for the remote to turn on the TV.
"Well Reno, if there was anything worth stealing from work, I'm sure you would have it" an older man teased whilst shutting the door, "besides don't forget I know about your fringe benefits". The offended individual put on a suitably angelic expression and glanced over his shoulder at a Tseng walking behind him. "I'll have you know that my 'fringe' benefits whoop your 'privilege of rank' stock cupboard," yelled the skinny man arrogantly, " I mean check out this". Reno tugged his left suit sleeve down and waved his freckly arm to show off 4 shiny looking watches dangling off his wrist all showing different times. His superior smirked a little. "And at least my babies here would get something in the pawn shop!" yelled Reno before tenderly hugging his arm and rolling down his sleeve.
Rude's head turned to his co - worker. "Reno, your babies ain't worth jack, just some cheap arcade prize," boasted the black man "check these out". The big man yanked his jacket open in a well-practised move and flicked open a pair of black designer sunglasses. Putting them on he smiled at his superficially impressed friends. "Not only are these genuine, it makes me look even more of a mean motha" spoke Rude in his best gangsta voice.
Tseng leaning on his office door and laughed. "Ginge, baldy, bet ya I've got something nicer than those in my office" Tseng spoke during mid knuckle crack. Rude rubbed his head self consciously, while Reno rose to the bait. "In your office? That's even worse than in here! God knows I've looked for anything worth taking," laughed the youngest Turk. Putting on a mock serious voice "how about this". "If my babies and Rude's sunglasses here are cooler than what's in there, we get a weeks pay up front now", Reno paused to witness Rude's head nod, "if not the watches and shades are yours" he finished with a shrug.
Tseng looked to the ceiling, scratched his goatee and said "a weeks pay against crap watches and black prescription milk bottles?". Tseng stuck his hands in his pockets and pulled a face to the two watching men. "How bout losers leaves the building in his boxers". Reno's face lit up at the chance to torment his boss by bringing up something like that over and over again. "Deal" he said hurriedly ignoring his black mates worried look. Reno and Tseng's hands connected and shook.
Tseng stood by his office door. The two junior Turks looked watched in tense anticipation. Tseng pushed the door open with a theatrical flourish revealing a pretty blonde seated at the senior Turks desk. "Gentleman, meet company whore / trainee Elena" began Tseng smugly "and if you would be so kind as to leave your clothes with me, I think you have homes to go to?"
Another day at the office.
Harsh sunlight streamed into the room between the half closed shutters. The bar code light effect from the windows revealed a beat up sofa, a scuffed up wooden table with both facing a cheap plastic TV set. To the couches right is a closed door with the flaking words "Turk Leader". Faint voices are heard from the corridor to the left gradually getting loudly as they approach the entrance to the room.
The door slams open, vibrating after bouncing off the dented wall. "I tell you Rude, I swear every time I come here it looks cheaper. If we had a cleaner I'd blame her but we are deemed not worthy of such a luxury.." bitched a skinny red head as he leaped onto the creaking settee. The previously mentioned Rude walked calmly in and sat next to the whinging redhead and began looking for the remote to turn on the TV.
"Well Reno, if there was anything worth stealing from work, I'm sure you would have it" an older man teased whilst shutting the door, "besides don't forget I know about your fringe benefits". The offended individual put on a suitably angelic expression and glanced over his shoulder at a Tseng walking behind him. "I'll have you know that my 'fringe' benefits whoop your 'privilege of rank' stock cupboard," yelled the skinny man arrogantly, " I mean check out this". Reno tugged his left suit sleeve down and waved his freckly arm to show off 4 shiny looking watches dangling off his wrist all showing different times. His superior smirked a little. "And at least my babies here would get something in the pawn shop!" yelled Reno before tenderly hugging his arm and rolling down his sleeve.
Rude's head turned to his co - worker. "Reno, your babies ain't worth jack, just some cheap arcade prize," boasted the black man "check these out". The big man yanked his jacket open in a well-practised move and flicked open a pair of black designer sunglasses. Putting them on he smiled at his superficially impressed friends. "Not only are these genuine, it makes me look even more of a mean motha" spoke Rude in his best gangsta voice.
Tseng leaning on his office door and laughed. "Ginge, baldy, bet ya I've got something nicer than those in my office" Tseng spoke during mid knuckle crack. Rude rubbed his head self consciously, while Reno rose to the bait. "In your office? That's even worse than in here! God knows I've looked for anything worth taking," laughed the youngest Turk. Putting on a mock serious voice "how about this". "If my babies and Rude's sunglasses here are cooler than what's in there, we get a weeks pay up front now", Reno paused to witness Rude's head nod, "if not the watches and shades are yours" he finished with a shrug.
Tseng looked to the ceiling, scratched his goatee and said "a weeks pay against crap watches and black prescription milk bottles?". Tseng stuck his hands in his pockets and pulled a face to the two watching men. "How bout losers leaves the building in his boxers". Reno's face lit up at the chance to torment his boss by bringing up something like that over and over again. "Deal" he said hurriedly ignoring his black mates worried look. Reno and Tseng's hands connected and shook.
Tseng stood by his office door. The two junior Turks looked watched in tense anticipation. Tseng pushed the door open with a theatrical flourish revealing a pretty blonde seated at the senior Turks desk. "Gentleman, meet company whore / trainee Elena" began Tseng smugly "and if you would be so kind as to leave your clothes with me, I think you have homes to go to?"