At sixes and sevens
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In a state of confusion.
A/N: Crummy excuse I know, but final fantasy 12 ate my brain. I'm too busy trying to be the right level to fight the monsters than the story line. Does anyone else have this problem?
"Yuffie."
"Ma, I don't want to go to school. Five more minutes…"
"Yuffie."
"I'm going to be a ninja anyway, who needs school for that."
"Yuffie, avalanche! Run!"
"AVALANCHE! WHERE?!"
"Haha! She fell for it Denzel!"
"Marlene…"
"Tifa sent me up here to get you, said Vincent's down stairs to see you."
"…uh huh. Get out of my room brat…s. Yeah you too Denzel."
Why are there so many stairs?! Did Leviathan make stairs just for the purpose to tormenting people with broken legs? Oh the cruelty. Ah I'm over it.
"Vince, what brings you here?"
"Reeve."
"Uh, Reeve isn't here…"
"Reeve sent me, to bring you to WRO headquarters."
"Psh, doesn't that guy know, I can barely walk let alone go kick some Deep Ground ass for him."
"Come."
"No. Why should I? I don't feel like walking."
"…"
"Vince what are you doing?"
"Carrying you."
"…PUT ME DOWN! Tifa!"
"Have fun you, two. Tell Reeve I said Hi Vincent."
At Sixes and Sevens.
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"So, what's the big deal, Vinnie?"
"Precautions."
"I'm afraid to ask but…For what?"
"WRO has obtained a document stating they intend to assassinate the princess of Wutai."
"Oh… that all and I thought Sephiroth was a psycho rapist and he was going to come molest me."
"…"
"You really should get a sense of humor. I saw some at the thrift store for 30 gil."
"You have enough sense of humor for the both of us."
"Awe thanks. So who's trying to assassinate me."
"Anti-Wutains."
"You know, the vague way you say things doesn't make you cool. It makes you confusing as hell."
"…"
"So what's the plan, I stay at WRO a day to get briefed then I go back to the bar?"
"No, you will be staying at WRO head quarters where I can keep an eye on you."
"Is it that serious?"
"It could be and we're taking no chances."
"…no chances huh…What do you mean by 'keep an eye on you'?"
"…"
At Sixes and Sevens.
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Reeve is still, Reeve, dragging Vincent into the fray. I knew he wouldn't keep an eye on me because of his own need to. Reeve asked him. So now I'm stuck here. With a gross ankle and a recluse. There's also so fan boys who saw me flying around on that hover board when we attacked deepground.
"Yuffie! Can I have you autograph? That was so cool how you killed those deepground soliders!"
"...fine. …Now leave me a lone and tell all your friends the same."
"You're their hero."
"So are you smarty pants. I'm just nicer than you are, Vince."
"Of course…"
"What?"
"Man… she is so hot."
"…"
"I'm going to wipe that smirk of your face."
At Sixes and Sevens.
A/N: I'm so sorry! This chapter would have been up a lot sooner if it would have uploaded. Sorry guys.
