A/N:
It's been a while my friends! Sorry I took so long. Here's the fic!
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"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!!!" shouted Roger. To wake up to a mirror and see your face doodled on with a black pen did not improve his liking of this Reno. It was even worse when he found that the red-haired man was a good deal faster than he was.
"I PRAY YOU DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
The bright-eyed Reno craned his neck to get a good look at Roger. "Really? That's amazing! I was just about to say the same to you!"
"Gaahhh!!! I'll put a poisonous snake in your bed!"
"Wow! Letting me die in my sleep! What a pal!"
"You wait until my fists reach your face!"
"If you could throw a decent punch!"
"Dammit! Hold still already!"
"Aw. Am I tiring wittle baby Woger out? How cute!"
Roger came to a sudden stop. He raised a trembling fist at Reno. "YOU'LL PAY! MY ANCESTORS WILL GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO DEFEAT YOU! MY..."
Reno shifted his weight to one foot and rested his chin in one hand and his elbow in another and stared at Roger as if intent on his tirade. "Uh huh. Amazing. Yeah. I totally agree." He pulled out a small pager and began to type something all the while nodding agreement. After sending his message he looked up at his seething partner. "DID YOU EVEN HEAR A SINGLE WORD I SAID!?"
Reno gave Roger an innocent look. "Oh, I'm sorry. Were we supposed to be taking notes?"
"I HATE YOU! MAY YOUR BONES ROT AND THE DEVIL HAVE NO MERCY ON YOUR SOUL!"
The aqua-eyed Turk opened his mouth to reply, but a quiet beeping interrupted his comment. Both Reno and Roger looked up to the source of the sound. The red head smirked. "Eight 'o clock. You were supposed to give me a tour right? Or is it already your bedtime?"
"GAH!!! WHY YOU! ARGH! I HATE Y-" Roger stopped in mid-sentence and let out sounds of aggravation. After he regained his composure, he muttered, "I'm fine. Okay, he's just trying to annoy me. Stick to the schedule." to Reno he said," Ahem. If you'll step through this doorway, you will see that this is the Monitor Room. I assume you know what a Monitor Room is?"
Reno gave Roger an innocent look and said in a baby voice, "No mister Woger, pwease tell me."
"Cute. Over through this door is your sleeping quarters. Mine is the through the door to the left of the Moniter Room. To left of my sleeping quarters is the bathroom. Next to yours is the Data Room. That's where all the files and computers are. If you'll follow me, we will go to the most important room of all."
"The kitchen?"
"No, the vault."
Reno grinned. "Ah. Is there anything in there now?"
"Why yes actua-waitaminute! No there isn't. I wouldn't tell you the passcode anyway! So there!"
"Whatever."
"This is where we will be dropping off item 6025926. Do you have the box?"
Reno sauntered over to the cardboard box and with a grunt he lifted it. "Yeah, I got it."
Roger sniffed haughtily. "Hmph. Well, let's go then. We have to go down two flights of stairs, so hurry up."
Reno's bright aquamarine eyes widened. "T-two flights of s-stairs? With *this* thing?" he struggled to maintain his balance. Roger smirked, eyes glinting as he finally heard of something to insult Reno with.
"What's the matter Reno? Is that box too heavy for you? Would you like me to carry it?"
Reno's expression changed from dread to such an exaggerated perkiness that it made Roger want to vomit. His eyes sparkeled with false admiration. "Oh, why thank you Roger." he quickly dropped to box into his partner's arms. "How very generous. I had my doubts at first, but now I know how kind you really are!"
"Dammit! That's not fair!" whined Roger.
"Come come now my friend! Item 28-something can't wait long!" said Reno, bouncing with each step.
"IT'S 6025926!" yelled Roger as he struggled to keep up with his rival's pace.
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Half an hour later, the perky Reno tapped his foot impatiently as the puffing Roger leaned up against a wall while he caught his breath. After a few minutes of rest, Roger straightened and patted his sweating forehead with the corner of his vest. Reno could wait no longer.
"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! OPEN THE DAMN THING ALREADY!!!"
Roger's attention snapped to Reno. "Don't rush me! I'll open it when I'm good and rea-hey!"
Reno had already begun to tear at the packaging. "You're too slow! I'm *dying* to know what's in here!"
Roger just looked on in horror. "No not like that! Wait! you're supposed to-hey! Oh! I give up! I can't look!" he covered his eyes leaving just half an inch of space between his fingers so he could still see what the impatient and destructive Reno was doing.
"I thought you couldn't look." Reno said when he stole a glance up at Roger. "There! All done! Wha-?"
Reno peeked in side. He saw a gigantic spere of what looked like...water. Inside it he could just barely see a smaller orb inside. "What the hell is this?" he poked it, and found it was indeed water, but held it's form.
Roger was awestruck, and could not answer.
'Uh oh, Roger's not saying anything.' thought Reno. 'This must be serious...well, let's have a closer look at this object.' Reno picked the "solid water" up, and surprisingly enough it was light as a feather.
"How the-"
Just then, Roger came out of his trance. He gasped when he saw Reno balancing the orb on the tip of his finger. "Be careful!" Roger quickly snatched away the sphere. "If you drop it the magic will shatter! Then the water will no longer be able to hold it's form and item number 6025926 will be destroyed!"
"Uh...what?"
Roger reclaimed his dignity. He stood up straight and tall. "You don't know about the free magic out there, do you? There is only one kind of free magic, or was."
Reno looked up. "'Was'?"
"yes, 'was'. The ancient races that had this ability became extinct. We have reason to believe that these races were exiles of the Cetra, and died out with them."
"Then how did you get your hands on this?" Reno pointed to the watery ball.
"That's classified information." Roger sniffed. "Only President Rufus knows."
Reno smirked. "So even you don't know? And you were intrusted with this project?"
Roger glared at him. "It is information so valuable that the only copy of the files is locked up in President Rufus' own office. Now please, let me continue! Of the in formation that is known to the common workers of Shinra, even President Rufus doesn't know what this power is or how it works. All we know is that the power, and its casters, are dead. However, there has been a rumor spreading that Shinra has recently discovered through multiple tests that it is closley linked to the ancient power summon monsters and the creatures of yore."
For once Reno was paying attention to Roger. Attempting to take advantage of the rare occasion, Roger added, "And I personally believe that-"
"Alright. You had me, and then you lost me. So what do we do with this....this.." he struggled to find a word to describe the rare treasure. "......thing."
"We put it in the vault and contact President Rufus." Roger punched in a few numbers on the vault and gingerly set the orb of water on a shelf. He quickly shut the vault door, and turned to Reno. "One of the two rooms that I haven't shown you yet is the Communications Room. Let's go. We must contact the headquarters." With that said, he turned his heel and marched up the stairs.
"Geez, he makes it seem like a privelage to work for that blonde bastard." Reno muttered, and trotted up the stairs behind his adversary.
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Midnight. The pale moon's face played with dark shades of black that danced around the tree trunks. Nothing was visible beyond twenty feet of the facility. A dark shadow crept around the perimeter of the building, silent feet avoiding every leaf and twig. The silhouette leaped from it's place, easily jumping over the barbed fence. Landing in a cat-like position it crouched for a moment, its keen sense of hearing straining to find any sign of being heard.
Finding no trace of alarm, the dark shape silently crept towards the air-tight door of the concrete facility. Looking at the lock and recognizing it to be the best of its time, the thing began to work at the titanium door. A quick slice of a special stealth knife easily cut through the alloy. Knowing that an alarm had been triggered, the shape disappeared into the shadows. It waited.
Five seconds...
Ten seconds...
Thirty seconds...
The shadow heard no noise inside. Swiftly it cut a large square out of the door and jumped through, never making a sound. Landing crouched, it immediatly laid flat with its stomach two inches above the ground. Quickly it crawled to a door and silently opened it, seeing a long staircase, it jumped through and landed on a platform. The figure had jumped clear over an entire flight of stairs, and not the slightest noise came from it. Doing the same for the next flight, it had already reached its destination. Standing to its full height, the shape walked to the vault door.
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A/N:
Sorry for leaving it at a bit of a cliff hanger, and I hope none of you guys fall off! Phew! That chapter was long! And it was hard not being too repetitive. If I was, e-mail me and I'll do it over. Sorry it took so long to get out, thank you for being patient. Bye bye for now!
It's been a while my friends! Sorry I took so long. Here's the fic!
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"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!!!" shouted Roger. To wake up to a mirror and see your face doodled on with a black pen did not improve his liking of this Reno. It was even worse when he found that the red-haired man was a good deal faster than he was.
"I PRAY YOU DIE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH!"
The bright-eyed Reno craned his neck to get a good look at Roger. "Really? That's amazing! I was just about to say the same to you!"
"Gaahhh!!! I'll put a poisonous snake in your bed!"
"Wow! Letting me die in my sleep! What a pal!"
"You wait until my fists reach your face!"
"If you could throw a decent punch!"
"Dammit! Hold still already!"
"Aw. Am I tiring wittle baby Woger out? How cute!"
Roger came to a sudden stop. He raised a trembling fist at Reno. "YOU'LL PAY! MY ANCESTORS WILL GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO DEFEAT YOU! MY..."
Reno shifted his weight to one foot and rested his chin in one hand and his elbow in another and stared at Roger as if intent on his tirade. "Uh huh. Amazing. Yeah. I totally agree." He pulled out a small pager and began to type something all the while nodding agreement. After sending his message he looked up at his seething partner. "DID YOU EVEN HEAR A SINGLE WORD I SAID!?"
Reno gave Roger an innocent look. "Oh, I'm sorry. Were we supposed to be taking notes?"
"I HATE YOU! MAY YOUR BONES ROT AND THE DEVIL HAVE NO MERCY ON YOUR SOUL!"
The aqua-eyed Turk opened his mouth to reply, but a quiet beeping interrupted his comment. Both Reno and Roger looked up to the source of the sound. The red head smirked. "Eight 'o clock. You were supposed to give me a tour right? Or is it already your bedtime?"
"GAH!!! WHY YOU! ARGH! I HATE Y-" Roger stopped in mid-sentence and let out sounds of aggravation. After he regained his composure, he muttered, "I'm fine. Okay, he's just trying to annoy me. Stick to the schedule." to Reno he said," Ahem. If you'll step through this doorway, you will see that this is the Monitor Room. I assume you know what a Monitor Room is?"
Reno gave Roger an innocent look and said in a baby voice, "No mister Woger, pwease tell me."
"Cute. Over through this door is your sleeping quarters. Mine is the through the door to the left of the Moniter Room. To left of my sleeping quarters is the bathroom. Next to yours is the Data Room. That's where all the files and computers are. If you'll follow me, we will go to the most important room of all."
"The kitchen?"
"No, the vault."
Reno grinned. "Ah. Is there anything in there now?"
"Why yes actua-waitaminute! No there isn't. I wouldn't tell you the passcode anyway! So there!"
"Whatever."
"This is where we will be dropping off item 6025926. Do you have the box?"
Reno sauntered over to the cardboard box and with a grunt he lifted it. "Yeah, I got it."
Roger sniffed haughtily. "Hmph. Well, let's go then. We have to go down two flights of stairs, so hurry up."
Reno's bright aquamarine eyes widened. "T-two flights of s-stairs? With *this* thing?" he struggled to maintain his balance. Roger smirked, eyes glinting as he finally heard of something to insult Reno with.
"What's the matter Reno? Is that box too heavy for you? Would you like me to carry it?"
Reno's expression changed from dread to such an exaggerated perkiness that it made Roger want to vomit. His eyes sparkeled with false admiration. "Oh, why thank you Roger." he quickly dropped to box into his partner's arms. "How very generous. I had my doubts at first, but now I know how kind you really are!"
"Dammit! That's not fair!" whined Roger.
"Come come now my friend! Item 28-something can't wait long!" said Reno, bouncing with each step.
"IT'S 6025926!" yelled Roger as he struggled to keep up with his rival's pace.
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Half an hour later, the perky Reno tapped his foot impatiently as the puffing Roger leaned up against a wall while he caught his breath. After a few minutes of rest, Roger straightened and patted his sweating forehead with the corner of his vest. Reno could wait no longer.
"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! OPEN THE DAMN THING ALREADY!!!"
Roger's attention snapped to Reno. "Don't rush me! I'll open it when I'm good and rea-hey!"
Reno had already begun to tear at the packaging. "You're too slow! I'm *dying* to know what's in here!"
Roger just looked on in horror. "No not like that! Wait! you're supposed to-hey! Oh! I give up! I can't look!" he covered his eyes leaving just half an inch of space between his fingers so he could still see what the impatient and destructive Reno was doing.
"I thought you couldn't look." Reno said when he stole a glance up at Roger. "There! All done! Wha-?"
Reno peeked in side. He saw a gigantic spere of what looked like...water. Inside it he could just barely see a smaller orb inside. "What the hell is this?" he poked it, and found it was indeed water, but held it's form.
Roger was awestruck, and could not answer.
'Uh oh, Roger's not saying anything.' thought Reno. 'This must be serious...well, let's have a closer look at this object.' Reno picked the "solid water" up, and surprisingly enough it was light as a feather.
"How the-"
Just then, Roger came out of his trance. He gasped when he saw Reno balancing the orb on the tip of his finger. "Be careful!" Roger quickly snatched away the sphere. "If you drop it the magic will shatter! Then the water will no longer be able to hold it's form and item number 6025926 will be destroyed!"
"Uh...what?"
Roger reclaimed his dignity. He stood up straight and tall. "You don't know about the free magic out there, do you? There is only one kind of free magic, or was."
Reno looked up. "'Was'?"
"yes, 'was'. The ancient races that had this ability became extinct. We have reason to believe that these races were exiles of the Cetra, and died out with them."
"Then how did you get your hands on this?" Reno pointed to the watery ball.
"That's classified information." Roger sniffed. "Only President Rufus knows."
Reno smirked. "So even you don't know? And you were intrusted with this project?"
Roger glared at him. "It is information so valuable that the only copy of the files is locked up in President Rufus' own office. Now please, let me continue! Of the in formation that is known to the common workers of Shinra, even President Rufus doesn't know what this power is or how it works. All we know is that the power, and its casters, are dead. However, there has been a rumor spreading that Shinra has recently discovered through multiple tests that it is closley linked to the ancient power summon monsters and the creatures of yore."
For once Reno was paying attention to Roger. Attempting to take advantage of the rare occasion, Roger added, "And I personally believe that-"
"Alright. You had me, and then you lost me. So what do we do with this....this.." he struggled to find a word to describe the rare treasure. "......thing."
"We put it in the vault and contact President Rufus." Roger punched in a few numbers on the vault and gingerly set the orb of water on a shelf. He quickly shut the vault door, and turned to Reno. "One of the two rooms that I haven't shown you yet is the Communications Room. Let's go. We must contact the headquarters." With that said, he turned his heel and marched up the stairs.
"Geez, he makes it seem like a privelage to work for that blonde bastard." Reno muttered, and trotted up the stairs behind his adversary.
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Midnight. The pale moon's face played with dark shades of black that danced around the tree trunks. Nothing was visible beyond twenty feet of the facility. A dark shadow crept around the perimeter of the building, silent feet avoiding every leaf and twig. The silhouette leaped from it's place, easily jumping over the barbed fence. Landing in a cat-like position it crouched for a moment, its keen sense of hearing straining to find any sign of being heard.
Finding no trace of alarm, the dark shape silently crept towards the air-tight door of the concrete facility. Looking at the lock and recognizing it to be the best of its time, the thing began to work at the titanium door. A quick slice of a special stealth knife easily cut through the alloy. Knowing that an alarm had been triggered, the shape disappeared into the shadows. It waited.
Five seconds...
Ten seconds...
Thirty seconds...
The shadow heard no noise inside. Swiftly it cut a large square out of the door and jumped through, never making a sound. Landing crouched, it immediatly laid flat with its stomach two inches above the ground. Quickly it crawled to a door and silently opened it, seeing a long staircase, it jumped through and landed on a platform. The figure had jumped clear over an entire flight of stairs, and not the slightest noise came from it. Doing the same for the next flight, it had already reached its destination. Standing to its full height, the shape walked to the vault door.
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A/N:
Sorry for leaving it at a bit of a cliff hanger, and I hope none of you guys fall off! Phew! That chapter was long! And it was hard not being too repetitive. If I was, e-mail me and I'll do it over. Sorry it took so long to get out, thank you for being patient. Bye bye for now!