Disclaimer: Would you believe it? After all this time I STILL do not own FFVII! I do however own Zaryn.
A/N: I cannot apologise enough for being away so long, but first my internet died. I wanted to write so badly…then when I finally got the net back, I got a writer's block ¬¬. Thank you everyone for sticking by me! It is so appreciated!
A new Turk is being added in here, but there will be more later. Does anybody want to be a Turk, because so far I only have one of my friends. If you do then leave a message in a review with what you want to be called. I will then message a form to you to fill in, as I want you to be the Turk YOU want to be, and not one that I just randomly create.
Please read and review!
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Chapter 3: The New Arrival
Today was not going to be easy, the blonde new that. She wondered how Rufus was going to be, because he was being his normal emotionless self while on the job. Rufus puzzled Elena, but there was nothing that she could do because she didn't want to risk being on the wrong end of the president's shotgun. That would not be a good thing, and Tseng may possibly be left as the only Turk left in the whole of Shinra, and he would not be happy with that.
Elena looked up at the clock on the wall of her office, it was almost time to go to Rufus' office, where the interviews would be held, she only hoped that the process would be over as quickly as possible. The blonde had never been good at keeping her emotions in check when friends were involved. Tseng was a pro at it, and she envied him for it.
Well, best get this over and done with…
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Emerald eyes scanned the building in front of her, she was excited yet nervous at the same time. Her waist length black hair was tied up so that it did not get in the way, as she knew that her maybe future employers would frown upon it, especially while out on missions.
Zaryn was feeling positive, but she had a feeling that she would not feel so positive when she got up to the office. The death of the redheaded Turk had been talked about for many months, and she had a feeling that the board was not going to be too kind on her.
Stop being paranoid and go in, it will be fine…
Slowly she walked into the building and noticed how clean it was, it almost reminded her of a hospital, but the smell of death was not around. Shinra HQ was brimming with life and the atmosphere was buzzing. She saw a Turk out of the corner of her eye, and as she began to walk further into the building, he stopped her. She turned around and took in his appearance, she had seen him around before but did not know who he was.
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"Zaryn Izon?" he asked. This fixed her attention to his eyes, to show that she was listening.
"Yes, that's me. I am here for the Turk interview. I'm not late am I?" she asked, and watched as the man shook his head.
"Not at all, you are our last applicant. The president is not happy, everyone else has been refused so far. I am just here because you need to correct keycard to get to the president's office, so you would not get very far without me." The Wutain said, and scanned over her appearance. Zaryn had dressed in a smart black suit for the occasion, and it showed off her figure well. Her eyeliner and black eyeshadow brought out her emerald eyes, but she did not wear much more makeup than that.
Zaryn just nodded and watched as the man began to walk to the elevator, so she eagerly followed. The butterflies were finally making themselves known but she could not slip up now, she needed this job.
Rufus sighed and began to tap a pen on the desk. He looked over at Dark Nation, who looked just as bored as he was. Sighing, the blonde turned to his right and looked at Elena.
"One more to go, they have all lacked that certain something…" he said, and Elena just nodded, not sure what to say. She couldn't help but think that Rufus was looking for someone who was exactly like Reno, but the bottom line was, that wasn't going to happen. She turned to the door as it opened and saw a woman walk in with even longer hair than Reno had. She was snapped out of her thoughts by Rufus' cold voice.
"What is your name?" he asked the young woman who walked in. Tseng pushed her shoulder and she immediately sat in the seat, the butterflies flying around like they had hit the energy drinks.
"Zaryn Izon." She said, pleased that she had not stammered. She watched as the president ruffled the papers around on the desk.
"You're 24, correct?"
"Yes, sir." She answered politely, keeping her attention on the young man at the desk at all times. She was not going to appear rude, and she was going to give him her full attention.
"Why do you want the job?" Rufus asked, fixing his cold glare on the woman sitting the other side of his desk.
"I have always wanted to be a Turk and I feel that I have a lot to offer to the team. I commit 110 to any work that I am given, and I am willing to take on any task that I am asked to. I am prepared to serve you and the company for as long as I am needed." She said, and hoped that it was an acceptable answer.
"What are you like as a person?"
"I like to think of myself as a fun-loving individual and I love a good laugh—" she noticed the blonde next to the president look up, a different expression on her face to the one that she had earlier. Zaryn thought it best to keep focused on the question.
"—however, when it comes to work I get that done before I go off and have fun. I do not care much for paperwork, but understand that it needs to be done and am willing to fulfil my tasks to the best of my ability." She explained, and watched the president ruffle some more papers. She hoped it wasn't just her, but the atmosphere seemed to have lightened somewhat, and the butterflies were starting to lose their sugar rush.
"Lastly, what are your skills?"
"Well, my primary skills are infiltration and decryption, and my secondary skills are long range weaponry and I can also fight hand to hand." Zaryn told him, and the president nodded.
"Please go and wait with my receptionist, I need to speak with Tseng and Elena." Rufus instructed, and Zaryn stood, bowing respectively, and then left the room.
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Tseng was not quite sure what to say, and even the president seemed to be speechless, which was a rarity. The bottom line was that they had to decide whether to hire Zaryn or not. Everyone else had been refused because their skills weren't up to scratch, and seemed like they would be difficult to work with. The Turks had to be able to get along, at least be civil, as out in the field they had to watch each other's backs. Eventually, Rufus broke the silence.
"Do you think we should hire her?"
Elena let out a soft sigh and nodded, she seemed the most likely candidate…hell, she was the only one left. Rufus nodded as Tseng nodded as well. With a sigh, the blonde president pushed a button on the intercom.
"Send her in." he commanded, then leaned back in the chair and waited. He was interested in this girl, and he had a good first assignment for her.
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Zaryn had been a bundle of nerves ever since she had been asked to leave the office. The young woman desperately needed this job, she was owing her landlord money for overdue rent, but thankfully the elderly woman was understanding and was not going to throw Zaryn out onto the street. Jobs were scarce in Midgar, and Zaryn knew that you had to be special to work for Shinra, especially if you wanted to be a Turk. The butterflies were back and the receptionist's voice made her jump.
"You can go back in now." She said, and all Zaryn did was nod.
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Rufus had already discussed the assignment that the new rookie was going to carry out, and now all he had to do was tell her.
"Zaryn, take a seat. We have decided to hire you, as your skills may prove useful, and in fact we already have your first assignment lined up." The president told her, and the woman looked up in shock.
"Yes sir, I'm ready for it."
Rufus just nodded and handed her a bit of paper.
"That is your assignment." He told her and watched as she began to unfold the paper given to her.
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