Er...um…I'm writing this for my friend. She's going to Europe and is going to bring me back a hot British guy (or maybe at least a picture :p). Yeah.
You could say that the setting is 'The Turks' and then it focuses in on Reno and Tseng. (Not to be confused with Leno and Zeng.)
And yeah, It's happy slash because slash is happy. But be forewarned it won't get that graphic. (Awe, nuts.)
'No nuts' is what I said. Except maybe Heidegger will get a good kick there-He could use it.
Anyway, at the end there'll be an 'evening with Rufus Shinra' scene because he's just a funny guy.
There's a lot of Metal in Midgar
Part One
It had been a reasonably nice day in sector 4 but, as Reno noticed, not a lot of the weather reached down into the slums with the exception of rain.
The sunlight fell through the city structure in patches and thin beams that reflected off of the many puddles that Reno ran through. If there was one good thing about the Turks uniforms it was that they were given very sturdy, waterproof boots.
Reno sprinted around a pile of rubble and slowed down as he approached a partially demolished building. There was a large hole in the side of the concrete wall with metal rods poking out. In front of the building there was an enormous, neon sign in the shape of two legs with a pair of stiletto's that served a border around what was once the entrance to what might have been a very reputable bar. The sign gave a brief flicker and then died.
The red-haired Turk stepped behind one of the angular shoes and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. One of the lesser known tactics of the Turks when in pursuit of someone was to run like crazy, loop around in front of the person being pursued and have enough time to recompose by the time they get there.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver flip-phone.
Rude was still running along just out of sight of Jonah Yuban, a young scientist who had been described to the Turks as 'A tree-hugging spy'. To his dismay his chase had lead him through a grubby market place where there were far too many children who, in his opinion, found no greater joy than to run in front of busy people, wailing, laughing or being just plain nuisances. He had managed to avoid most of them to the displeasure of a few mothers who, also in his opinion, waited anxiously for a reason to freak out at innocent bystanders.
He felt a buzz in the pocket of his navy blue jacket and pulled out his phone.
"Rude, Department of Administrative Research etc."
"Go left." Reno's voice said from the phone.
"Meet you there."
Rude ran further ahead to an intersection and stopped, waiting in the right hand road where he could easily be seen. He grabbed a light-detonation grenade out of his pocket and hucked it at another path a little ways away which quickly became a lot less of a path. Mr. Yuban, seeing Rude, turned left at an earlier road and kept running. It was neat how fast even scientists could run when they felt the need.
Rude left his intersection and followed behind at a fast stride, regaining his composure on the way. (Fixing his hair and the like)
Reno watched as the man stopped in front of the abandoned building, panting, and looking behind himself for followers. He started to head into the building to hide having not seen Rude.
Reno stepped out from behind a Stiletto and blocked the path of the escapee scientist who yelped, and went to run away again. Reno made no move to stop him as Rude was already blocking the way.
"We're here to apprehend you." Reno said cheerfully. "Courtesy of the Turks."
Jonah Yuban pulled a handgun out of his coat pocket and aimed it vaguely at Reno's Shoulders. It wavered from one shoulder to the other and back again. Reno looked at it thoughtfully and shrugged.
"You're no tough work just so you know. Not one of the most exciting jobs."
Yuban swivelled his head to look at Rude. "I'm not going back. I'll take whatever oath you want not to say a word about all the horribly not-right things I saw but I am not going back. Please. Not going. I will shoot! If necessary."
Rude listened to the man ramble on while Reno sidestepped out of the line of fire and quietly approached the man.
"Hey, Doctor." he said.
Yuban jumped and went to take off again but Reno reached forward and gave him a good Jolt in the side with his special-issue electric prod. The scientist collapsed in a quick jumble of muscle spasms.
"I don't want to drag him through town."
"You take feet I take arms?"
"Ehn. Let's wait for a lift."
Rude bound the scientist's feet together and took the discarded gun while Reno dialled the Shinra transportation unit.
The two Turks found seating on some slabs of concrete.
Reno sifted through the pockets of the scientist's coat.
Next chapter includes: Tseng, a vending machine, and ???
