"Come on now Hojo this is a simple scientific principle! Bah, I cant understand how you were left in charge of a key Shin-Ra project for so long, no wonder it failed" spat Gast inches away from Hojo. The younger scientist calmly took of his glasses and cleaned them. He was quietly pleased about his damage to Gast's experiments under the cloak of stupidity. Hojo happily reflected on Gast's horrified face as he 'accidentally' increased the mako showers concentration on several promising recruits, much to their detriment. Replacing his glasses, Hojo watched as Gast strode away from him towards the door of the lab muttering, "I bet the president finds this amusing". As soon as his superior was out of sight, Hojo jumped onto Gast's favourite leather chair swivelling to survey the latest SOLDIER recruits first mako shower with a playful grin as he held the mako release device.

A red-faced Gast, unused to such exercise from using the stairs, burst into president Shin-Ra's office. After waving his bodyguards to lower their weapons, Shin-Ra indicated to the scientist to approach his desk. "Professor, what can I do for you?" enquired the moustached executive. Gast paused to regain his composure and unconsciously straightened his clothes. "Sir I request that Professor Hojo is transferred from my department, to somewhere more suited like..." Gast closed his eyes and thought but was interrupted by Shin-Ra before he could suggest a horrible fate. "Hmm. Agreed I'll put him on janitorial duties. You are dismissed Gast", spoke the company head. After this announcement Shin-Ra rose from his desk and strolled to his private quarters with his security following in his wake. "Toilet cleaner" finished Gast brightly, opening his eyes. "Umm sir?" Gast asked the empty room. Embarrassed the scientist fled the room.

Meanwhile oblivious to his fate Hojo slept fully reclined in the comfy chair dreaming of a bomb strapped to Gast.

Gast decided to head to the cafeteria to think how he could torture Hojo even more.

President Shin-Ra was standing in his luxurious front room listening to his butler. "Did he take the drugs?" murmured a dressing gown clad Shin-Ra indicating the child in the next room. "Yes president, nothing but the best" answered the aide before excusing himself. Outside the butler finished his line "you sick fuck, sir". The fat executive waddled into the dimly lit room and peered at the lethargic child sitting on the edge of the bed. " I've been expecting you Sephiroth", said Shin-Ra with a shiver.

Down in lab B's JENOVA section a hand punched through the door to the musical chorus of several alarms.