Summary: Elena and Reno discuss the past, in one way or another.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Except this chocolate.
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"What happened to her?" Elena asked.
Reno spun around in his chair, folding his arms as he stopped.
"Who?"
Elena shifted uncomfortably in the doorway of his cubicle. "Cissnei."
"Elena," Reno sighed, "Stay out of the old documents, 'kay? It's no fun readin' through that shit."
"That's not what I asked."
He shrugged. "We don't really talk about it, I guess."
Elena rolled her eyes. "I know. Tseng asked me to go through some of the old files, to look for something about the Nibelheim reactor. Anyway, there were a few files where she was mentioned..."
"The ones 'bout Zack and Cloud."
"Yeah. They escaped, we chased them... blah blah... Cissnei reported being beaten by Zack at the beach. The next file was her being removed from the system."
Reno shifted, glancing back at his desk. "It happens. She died."
"But how? I don't see how she could have been beaten by Zack -- they were friends, weren't they?"
"She was a good Turk, okay?" Reno snapped. "But she fucked off on us and let him get away. We didn't even know where she was. She's probably fucking dead."
"But--"
"People die, Elena. Good people. Happens all the time. If you're gonna get hung up on one dead Turk--"
"So she just disappeared."
"Yeah. Probably dead. Shit happens."
Elena sighed, leaning on the wall of the cubicle. Reno glared at her.
"Don't go asking anyone else about her, okay?" he said, rolling back away from her. "I'm not having everyone else pissed off 'cos you don't know when to stop."
She nodded, turning and walking out quietly.
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