gThe Turk
Three Characters owned now, but Square-Enix still owns the rest. No idea how long this chapter is...so just read it and find out
Chapter 6 – The relaxing concerto
The Sun rose up at dawn, casting its beams of radiance over the great city of Midgar, once again another day started, but this one was different...for the Turks, it was a day off.
Reno had collapsed on his bed that night, not even managing to take his clothes off. The Sun shot straight through his window, because he didn't close the curtains that night.
"Ahh!! The light! It burns me so!" He awoke with a howl, and crashing to the floor after rolling off the bed. "Ow..."
He got undressed and walking straight into a cold shower, his usually red spiky mess now sticking to his face. He dried himself off, brushed his teeth and didn't bother to shave. He dressed in the usual uniform and dunked the one he wore last night into the laundry. The building all the Turk personnel were housed in was a bit like an apartment block, although only one long corridor with each person's apartment either side next to one another. He exited his room to find Rude doing the same. They looked at each other, nodded, and left for a bar.
Tseng was up at the crack of dawn, and already at work in his office, sorting out not only next weeks plans, but next months plans. Yes, this is what Tseng did in his free time...planning and filing. He looked up at the picture frame on his desk, inside it a photo of him and Rude at the Gold Saucer.
Vincent was sat in his comfy chair, dressed in a casual outfit as he looked out of his window, watching the world pass him by. This was his way of relaxing, a soft melody playing in the background. Elena was also indulging in some melody, but hers was of a different variety. She was sat in a music hall, listening to the musicians practice before the performance was due to begin. She was wearing a casual burgundy dress that accentuated her feminine curves.
Keiti was sleeping in this morning, not wanting to wake up after the night herself and most of the other Turks had at a local bar. Reno once again got into a fight, and being the woman she is she had to get involved...good thing was that no guy dared to hit a woman so they all got pounded. She didn't understand how all the others had the energy to keep going 24/7.
Somewhere on the Midgar upper plate was a large abandoned building, a place where Adam had sought solitude from the outside world. He was there in his mercenary gear of comfortable black trousers and a black short sleeved shirt, his gun and armour put aside with his coat as he began training with his short sword. He masterfully cut through the air with it, performing moves that involved his whole body to extend the sword. He finished by spiralling upwards into the air and throwing the sword towards a wall. The sword impacted on the doorframe...inches away from Atonia's face.
"Holy...I swear whoever gave you that thing should be shot," Atonia chuckling as she shook her head and yanked the sword out of the wall, stumbling backwards as it was quite lodged in.
"Hmm...I thought no one would find me here, so how did you?"
"Call it instinct," she grinned as she handed him his sword. She walked over to his coat and took her own off; she wore a tight black vest top underneath. "So, fancy a quick sparring session?"
"As you wish; anything goes?" He readied himself in a casual stance.
"But of course," She drew her blades and rushed in, striking in an 'X' shape. He had trouble blocking her attacks, some of which he even had to use his feet to move her arms. She had certainly improved since their first encounter. She leapt forward and faulted off him; back flipping in mid air as he fell to the ground. As soon as she was at the peak of her jump she lobbed one of her daggers straight towards him, which landed just below his groin in the ground
"Gah! That's not funny!" He growled as he got up quickly and charged her. Whilst both of them were roughly the same speed he was still stronger, and he used this advantage to knock her back to the ground; her weapon falling away.
"Hmm...anything goes eh?" She grinned as she reached around and picked up his sub machine gun. "Lets see how fast you are."
"Oh...sodomy!" He shouted as she opened fire. He began running around the massive derelict room like a mad man dodging the gunfire. A few stray bullets came close to the hilt of the sword, forcing him to drop it.
He ran up a ramp of debris and leapt into the air, almost touching the high ceiling. He pulled out his Turk standard back-up pistol and fired, luckily shooting the gun out of her hand. She scrambled to pick it up but she knew she wasn't fast enough when she felt the barrel of the pistol pressed against her temple.
"I win this one," He smiled as he helped her up.
"Yeah...and look, neither of us got injured this time," She replied as she wiped the sweat off her brow. Each of them picked up their gear scattered about the room and left together.
Back in the bar that Reno and Rude had found, it was barely past noon and they had already had enough alcohol to subdue the whole Shinra army.
"See that guy over there Rude? Betcha 10 gil I could kick his ass," Reno slurred whilst knocking another shot back.
"You're on," Rude put 10 Gil on the table and watched Reno get up
The man in question felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around...only to be met by Reno's head crashing into his nose. Blood poured out of both nostrils and the guy hit the deck.
"See...told you I could," Reno grinned and did a peace sign with his fingers. Little did he know that the man's friends where lurking up behind him.
Rude leapt into action, literally. He stood on his chair and jumped off, taking two guys down with a flying clothesline. Reno looked around in amazement and barely dodged a fist aimed at his head. He moved about I drunken quickness, dodging and blocking punches and kicks, until he finally decided to fight back. It didn't take either of them long to finish, both of the Turks with a couple of small cuts on their faces...the other guys looking royally whooped.
"I think its time to go," Rude suggested as him and Reno stumbled out of the bar and back to their housing block. They ended up stumbling into the common room, which was a large social area for all of the Turks to sit around. Reno had passed out on a sofa and was now drooling onto the floor.
Outside, Tseng was tending to his garden. It wasn't large, but he was proud that he'd actually been able to grow something in a city like Midgar. His greatest achievement was a couple of Bonsai from his native Wutai land. Rude stood leaning against the back door watching him through his shades.
"How's Reno?" Tseng asked as he rose after finishing watering his plants. He turned and smiled at his lover.
"Out cold, how are you?" He replied, smiling back to him, which is something Rude rarely does.
"I am fine, thank you. However I could be better," his smiled turning into a coy grin.
"Well then...shall we go to my room or yours?"
"Mine, I just cleaned up in there so it need to get messed up again," he took his lover's hand and led the way.
Meanwhile, Vincent had arrived at Keiti's door. He knocked on it and awaited a reply.
"Come on in, the doors open," He heard a voice shout.
Nervously, He opened the door and found Keiti in a pair of shorts, tight t-shirt and with her hair tied back in a ponytail. He slowly edged in, looking at her body and trying to keep himself calm. She was sitting on her sofa busy playing video games.
"Hi, I hope I'm not bothering you, it's just no one else is around," he gulped.
"It's no problem, grab a control pad and get in on this action," She let her tongue stick out between her lips in concentration.
"Ermm...okay," Vincent sat down next to her. He had played this game many times before, but never against someone else.
"Hey that's cheating!" Keiti playfully leaned in and nudged Vincent.
"Didn't know you were playing against the master huh?" he tried to hide his embarrassment at the touch.
"Oh yeah? Come 'ere!" she pounced on top of him, her breasts suffocating him. He tried his best to resist, but she was just too quick for him. She pinned him against the sofa, their eyes making full contact with each others. Moments passed without a word, the music of the game in the background. Suddenly, their faces met in the middle, their lips locked in a fit of passion. They rolled off the sofa and onto the floor in an embrace, their hands roaming each others bodies. (I don't think I need to explain what happens next here, but my promise is now fulfilled ).
The social area was now silent, the Sun leaving the sky so night can arrive. Reno had managed to drag his drunken carcass into his room, but god only knows where he's sleeping. A black ivory piano was set up in the corner, usually for appearance purposes, but now Adam was sat at it, dressed in black trousers and a matching silk shirt. He was playing a simple melody, one that he remembers well, and yet cannot remember where from. Mid way through the piece, Atonia walked in through the door, wearing some comfortable trousers and simple top. She pulled up a chair close to him, watching his hands brush over the keys, the sound coming out clear as day and yet radiating some mystery.
"Wow, a man of many talents," she spoke as she watched him play.
"Thank you, but this is one of the only pieces I can play," he finished that piece and moved onto another, this one having a slightly increased tempo from the last one.
"Hmm...it's so peaceful here, do you enjoy it?"
"I do, but of course things could be going better," he looked to her and smiled.
"Yeah..." she returned his smile.
"Whew, what a day," Elena walked through the door expecting to find no one home. "Oh, hello Adam, Atonia."
"Welcome back Elena, how was the concert," he said with a friendly smile as he carried on playing.
"Amazing as always, I feel completely relaxed now, so I'm going to take a bath, sit with my feet up and watch a film before turning in," she said walking through the room and down the corridor.
"Actually I should be getting back as well; General Sephiroth will have my ass if I return too late. We have a mission tomorrow; perhaps I'll see you sometime?" Atonia stood up and headed towards the door.
"Maybe you shall, good night Atonia," he stood up and bowed.
"Good night, Adam," she blew him a kiss and left.
With that, he continued playing, until he himself retired to bed for tomorrow. After all, it was business as usual.
Please review this chapter to tell me what you think. I personally think this gives the story originality, and shows the characters outside of their normal occupations.
Next time in The Turk: I have no idea, you'll just have to wait and find out.
Three Characters owned now, but Square-Enix still owns the rest. No idea how long this chapter is...so just read it and find out
Chapter 6 – The relaxing concerto
The Sun rose up at dawn, casting its beams of radiance over the great city of Midgar, once again another day started, but this one was different...for the Turks, it was a day off.
Reno had collapsed on his bed that night, not even managing to take his clothes off. The Sun shot straight through his window, because he didn't close the curtains that night.
"Ahh!! The light! It burns me so!" He awoke with a howl, and crashing to the floor after rolling off the bed. "Ow..."
He got undressed and walking straight into a cold shower, his usually red spiky mess now sticking to his face. He dried himself off, brushed his teeth and didn't bother to shave. He dressed in the usual uniform and dunked the one he wore last night into the laundry. The building all the Turk personnel were housed in was a bit like an apartment block, although only one long corridor with each person's apartment either side next to one another. He exited his room to find Rude doing the same. They looked at each other, nodded, and left for a bar.
Tseng was up at the crack of dawn, and already at work in his office, sorting out not only next weeks plans, but next months plans. Yes, this is what Tseng did in his free time...planning and filing. He looked up at the picture frame on his desk, inside it a photo of him and Rude at the Gold Saucer.
Vincent was sat in his comfy chair, dressed in a casual outfit as he looked out of his window, watching the world pass him by. This was his way of relaxing, a soft melody playing in the background. Elena was also indulging in some melody, but hers was of a different variety. She was sat in a music hall, listening to the musicians practice before the performance was due to begin. She was wearing a casual burgundy dress that accentuated her feminine curves.
Keiti was sleeping in this morning, not wanting to wake up after the night herself and most of the other Turks had at a local bar. Reno once again got into a fight, and being the woman she is she had to get involved...good thing was that no guy dared to hit a woman so they all got pounded. She didn't understand how all the others had the energy to keep going 24/7.
Somewhere on the Midgar upper plate was a large abandoned building, a place where Adam had sought solitude from the outside world. He was there in his mercenary gear of comfortable black trousers and a black short sleeved shirt, his gun and armour put aside with his coat as he began training with his short sword. He masterfully cut through the air with it, performing moves that involved his whole body to extend the sword. He finished by spiralling upwards into the air and throwing the sword towards a wall. The sword impacted on the doorframe...inches away from Atonia's face.
"Holy...I swear whoever gave you that thing should be shot," Atonia chuckling as she shook her head and yanked the sword out of the wall, stumbling backwards as it was quite lodged in.
"Hmm...I thought no one would find me here, so how did you?"
"Call it instinct," she grinned as she handed him his sword. She walked over to his coat and took her own off; she wore a tight black vest top underneath. "So, fancy a quick sparring session?"
"As you wish; anything goes?" He readied himself in a casual stance.
"But of course," She drew her blades and rushed in, striking in an 'X' shape. He had trouble blocking her attacks, some of which he even had to use his feet to move her arms. She had certainly improved since their first encounter. She leapt forward and faulted off him; back flipping in mid air as he fell to the ground. As soon as she was at the peak of her jump she lobbed one of her daggers straight towards him, which landed just below his groin in the ground
"Gah! That's not funny!" He growled as he got up quickly and charged her. Whilst both of them were roughly the same speed he was still stronger, and he used this advantage to knock her back to the ground; her weapon falling away.
"Hmm...anything goes eh?" She grinned as she reached around and picked up his sub machine gun. "Lets see how fast you are."
"Oh...sodomy!" He shouted as she opened fire. He began running around the massive derelict room like a mad man dodging the gunfire. A few stray bullets came close to the hilt of the sword, forcing him to drop it.
He ran up a ramp of debris and leapt into the air, almost touching the high ceiling. He pulled out his Turk standard back-up pistol and fired, luckily shooting the gun out of her hand. She scrambled to pick it up but she knew she wasn't fast enough when she felt the barrel of the pistol pressed against her temple.
"I win this one," He smiled as he helped her up.
"Yeah...and look, neither of us got injured this time," She replied as she wiped the sweat off her brow. Each of them picked up their gear scattered about the room and left together.
Back in the bar that Reno and Rude had found, it was barely past noon and they had already had enough alcohol to subdue the whole Shinra army.
"See that guy over there Rude? Betcha 10 gil I could kick his ass," Reno slurred whilst knocking another shot back.
"You're on," Rude put 10 Gil on the table and watched Reno get up
The man in question felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around...only to be met by Reno's head crashing into his nose. Blood poured out of both nostrils and the guy hit the deck.
"See...told you I could," Reno grinned and did a peace sign with his fingers. Little did he know that the man's friends where lurking up behind him.
Rude leapt into action, literally. He stood on his chair and jumped off, taking two guys down with a flying clothesline. Reno looked around in amazement and barely dodged a fist aimed at his head. He moved about I drunken quickness, dodging and blocking punches and kicks, until he finally decided to fight back. It didn't take either of them long to finish, both of the Turks with a couple of small cuts on their faces...the other guys looking royally whooped.
"I think its time to go," Rude suggested as him and Reno stumbled out of the bar and back to their housing block. They ended up stumbling into the common room, which was a large social area for all of the Turks to sit around. Reno had passed out on a sofa and was now drooling onto the floor.
Outside, Tseng was tending to his garden. It wasn't large, but he was proud that he'd actually been able to grow something in a city like Midgar. His greatest achievement was a couple of Bonsai from his native Wutai land. Rude stood leaning against the back door watching him through his shades.
"How's Reno?" Tseng asked as he rose after finishing watering his plants. He turned and smiled at his lover.
"Out cold, how are you?" He replied, smiling back to him, which is something Rude rarely does.
"I am fine, thank you. However I could be better," his smiled turning into a coy grin.
"Well then...shall we go to my room or yours?"
"Mine, I just cleaned up in there so it need to get messed up again," he took his lover's hand and led the way.
Meanwhile, Vincent had arrived at Keiti's door. He knocked on it and awaited a reply.
"Come on in, the doors open," He heard a voice shout.
Nervously, He opened the door and found Keiti in a pair of shorts, tight t-shirt and with her hair tied back in a ponytail. He slowly edged in, looking at her body and trying to keep himself calm. She was sitting on her sofa busy playing video games.
"Hi, I hope I'm not bothering you, it's just no one else is around," he gulped.
"It's no problem, grab a control pad and get in on this action," She let her tongue stick out between her lips in concentration.
"Ermm...okay," Vincent sat down next to her. He had played this game many times before, but never against someone else.
"Hey that's cheating!" Keiti playfully leaned in and nudged Vincent.
"Didn't know you were playing against the master huh?" he tried to hide his embarrassment at the touch.
"Oh yeah? Come 'ere!" she pounced on top of him, her breasts suffocating him. He tried his best to resist, but she was just too quick for him. She pinned him against the sofa, their eyes making full contact with each others. Moments passed without a word, the music of the game in the background. Suddenly, their faces met in the middle, their lips locked in a fit of passion. They rolled off the sofa and onto the floor in an embrace, their hands roaming each others bodies. (I don't think I need to explain what happens next here, but my promise is now fulfilled ).
The social area was now silent, the Sun leaving the sky so night can arrive. Reno had managed to drag his drunken carcass into his room, but god only knows where he's sleeping. A black ivory piano was set up in the corner, usually for appearance purposes, but now Adam was sat at it, dressed in black trousers and a matching silk shirt. He was playing a simple melody, one that he remembers well, and yet cannot remember where from. Mid way through the piece, Atonia walked in through the door, wearing some comfortable trousers and simple top. She pulled up a chair close to him, watching his hands brush over the keys, the sound coming out clear as day and yet radiating some mystery.
"Wow, a man of many talents," she spoke as she watched him play.
"Thank you, but this is one of the only pieces I can play," he finished that piece and moved onto another, this one having a slightly increased tempo from the last one.
"Hmm...it's so peaceful here, do you enjoy it?"
"I do, but of course things could be going better," he looked to her and smiled.
"Yeah..." she returned his smile.
"Whew, what a day," Elena walked through the door expecting to find no one home. "Oh, hello Adam, Atonia."
"Welcome back Elena, how was the concert," he said with a friendly smile as he carried on playing.
"Amazing as always, I feel completely relaxed now, so I'm going to take a bath, sit with my feet up and watch a film before turning in," she said walking through the room and down the corridor.
"Actually I should be getting back as well; General Sephiroth will have my ass if I return too late. We have a mission tomorrow; perhaps I'll see you sometime?" Atonia stood up and headed towards the door.
"Maybe you shall, good night Atonia," he stood up and bowed.
"Good night, Adam," she blew him a kiss and left.
With that, he continued playing, until he himself retired to bed for tomorrow. After all, it was business as usual.
Please review this chapter to tell me what you think. I personally think this gives the story originality, and shows the characters outside of their normal occupations.
Next time in The Turk: I have no idea, you'll just have to wait and find out.