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Day 3:

At about 6:30 AM Reno was attaching extra battery packs to his belt and Tseng was leaving Rude a list of things to know and to take care of.

"If Scarlet comes by don't let her talk for too long. Get her to leave as quickly as you can. Don't tell her or anyone else our location. If Heidegger comes by just let him talk and pretend you're listening"

Tseng paused and thought for a moment.

"What else? If for some reason President Shinra calls - He definitely won't drop by – listen very carefully to what he says and call me right after to let me know. Be very careful about agreeing to anything he says or asks. You shouldn't directly say no to him, just don't agree to anything you're not sure of.

The man speaks in his own code. For example if he says 'increase in budget' he means he's found a way to fix something by paying someone new off. If he says 'needs looking into' he could mean anything from putting someone out of commission to spying. Like I said, call me if he calls. Any questions?"

"Don't think so."

"Alright. Call us if anything comes up."

"Okay"

Reno and Tseng left after a few more minutes of organizing and packing a few items into a single metal suitcase.

"So what are we taking?" Reno asked after a while.

"The PA-86"

"The glorified Go-Kart?"

Reno and Tseng stepped into the elevator.

"Can you think of anything else other than walking?"

Reno frowned, pushing the button to go to the lobby. "But it's so ugly…"

Bing

The two Turks stepped out of the elevator and crossed the lobby.

The Garage was down a short set of stairs. It had had an oily smell mixed with another more chemical scent. Usually there were two female mechanics hanging around but today there was a large sign on the door that said "Haven't woken up yet" with a post-it note that read

"Have a good trip, keys are on the counter. At least bring back some of the parts."

Soon enough, Reno and Tseng were following a southward path away from Midgar.

Tseng took a deep breath. "It's nice to be out in the open."

"Yup. Nice sunrise too."

Tseng looked around. "This car isn't as wide as I remember." He noted.

"I think the passenger seat is narrower." Reno commented (sitting as close to the inside edge of the seat as he could.)

"Oh."

Evening of day 3:

Jonah laid on the cot in his cell. He was more comfortable there than he had been for a few weeks.

He pulled a thin bedsheet over himself. The room was cold but very safe. Nice metal walls. Jonah thought a window would be nice. That way he could tell what time of the day it was.

Yesterday he had been interrogated which hadn't been very nice but was still much better than what he had expected. It was a good sign that he hadn't seen any scientists or labs.

Jonah had recently graduated from the Shinra Scientific Academy and before that he had spent a few years abroad studying with various professors and working on an extensive report on Bio-medical ethics.

He had been excited to get a job with Shinra Laboratories. For the first few weeks he had even ignored and made exceptions for the things that he saw there.

One day he went to oversee the mako showers. That was definitely an uncomfortable experience but he hadn't said anything. The soldiers agreed to the process and there were only a few side effects.

Then things started getting weirder. There were experiments on animals which, ninety percent of the time, left them as nothing more than steaming, twitching blobs. Another scientist had his leg severed off in an accident at work. The head scientist, Hojo, had refused to part with the leg and offered to make the injured scientist a mechanical replacement. Before the leg was replaced the rest of the scientist went missing.

Not long after, Jonah carefully wrote a letter of resignation and gave it to Hojo. Hojo said that there was no quitting allowed and had Jonah's building access restricted.

Next, Jonah wrote a letter of complaint but he never managed to get it finished.

Jonah was working on analyzing a bit of DNA when he felt a jab in the back of his neck. He spun around; everyone was working on different tasks. Hojo was walking away and smiled to himself as he threw an empty syringe in the disposal unit.

Jonah waited until most people had left their work to try and retrieve the syringe. He studied it late into the night but couldn't identify any of the substances found on it.

After a while he gave up and went to bed but that night he had quite a few nightmares.

The next day Jonah went to work in the labs but he couldn't focus on. He kept breaking out in sweat, he saw things moving in the corner of his vision and he had bouts of nausea.

He begged Hojo to give him an antidote.

Hojo told him that he had given him a relaxant to help him work better but that he had apparently had an allergic reaction to it.

He also offered to give him three days of treatment to reverse the problem.

Agreeing was a big mistake on Jonah's part but he wasn't quite in his right mind at the time. By the second day he was still having nightmares and nausea. He also started having avid hallucinations and had accidentally bit one of the other scientists. In the morning he had forgotten to get dressed before leaving his room.

Fortunately on the night of the second day he had a brief moment of clarity and escaped from the Shinra building.

He went to an Inn where he camouflaged easily as a drunk. It took a few days for him to start feeling closer to normal.

Within a few days though, he was caught and sent to a cell in Shinra HQ. He quickly learned that he was there because they thought that he was a spy. He fed them little bits of information to help them believe it. As long as he was a spy, he wouldn't have to go back to the labs.

So Jonah sat quietly and almost comfortably in his cell.

He got up when he heard footsteps in the hallway.

"Excuse me. I'd like to know what time it is" He asked through the door. "I'd like to know if I ought to be sleeping"

"Sh!" a voice said as the door slowly opened. A man wearing all dark grey dragged Jonah out by the arm and covered his mouth.

"I'm going to help you get out but I need you to be very quiet and if I think you're going to screw this up in any way, I'll shoot you."

Jonah nodded. The cell was nice and safe but the further away the better so he followed the strange man out of Shinra headquarters and into the main city.

He thanked the man whose only parting response was "You never saw me."

The second-time escapee found another hotel with a bar and, now knowing it was nighttime, went to sleep in a bed that was marginally cleaner than the one he had been in just a few hours ago.

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You might be asking yourself, What's with this guy? How come he's using up valuable Turk Time? Don't worry, we'll take care of him. He's important to something else which is important to the plot.

Ah, and now for a random after story cameo bit.

"success!" Five and Meghan high-fived as they looked over their newest creation.

"It's never going to be legalized. Anywhere." Five said.

Meghan ran through a system check. "That's what the cloaking is for."

"Good point"

They both hopped into the cockpit of the shiny Mobile suit as the building roof opened up. 20 seconds later they were up in the Northern continent.

"Oh-shit, Mako engines are good."

"Sweet!"

And a sidestory for the sidestory

Heero worked dutifully on a very small mobile phone.

He later then gave it to Quatre for testing.

Quatre sat in a meeting with a representative from a large company.

I need to get him to agree to sell me that branch of the company without causing him to downsize on his remaining branches

Ping!— came a little noise from the mobile phone hooked on Quatre's ear.

"So as I was saying the wtf stocks are inclined to-"

The representative was cut off as Quatre overturned the oak table.

"Enough! I will kill all who stand in my way!"

"Wha?"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAH heeeheheheheeeeeeheee HAhee!"

Quatre took off down the hallway.

"I must go straight there. I'll kill anybody who opposes me. Die Mr. Coffee! You are in my way!"

Quatre opened fire on the innocent Mr. Coffee and continued on his way.

Ok I do have an obsession with Mr. Coffee. I deny nothing.