Chapter 7
Rude walked into his apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a horrible shift. The worst ideas to had been going through his head as he stayed silent at Rufus's side. But, Reno was still where he had left him on the couch flipping through the mostly dead channels. He turned to look over the back of the couch when he entered.
"Man you look like shit." he stated as Rude tore off his jacket and threw it over the back of a chair. He said nothing but went to the fridge for a drink when he saw a sandwich with a note attached to the plate it was on inside.
Rude, Reno ate and wasn't in an incredibly bad mood. Let me know if you want us to stop by again. - Tifa
Us? Who had come with her? Cloud?
"It was Yazoo." said Reno from behind him. Rude almost turned and reprimanded him but realized that Reno actually didn't look too bad. He was standing on his own and didn't look too pale, although considering him it was hard to tell, and he was clear eyed and not wincing.
"Yazoo?" Rude grabbed a beer and the sandwich. Reno sat on the counter.
"Yeah. You're an ass by the way for thinking that I needed to have someone check on me. Not to mention drugging me."
Rude just grunted at him.
"So what went wrong on your shift?" Reno was looking at Rude with that look that made Rude feel like he could see under his skin.
Rude contemplated telling Reno their orders. Reno was already a step ahead of him in a way though wasn't he? Reno had said so himself, 'the jobs almost over', would Rude's thoughts really surprise him?
"Rufus wants us to kill Yazoo. Publicly. He thinks it will help Shinra's new image." Rude set the sandwich down. He had lost his appetite. Why would this affect him so much? He and Reno had murdered plenty of people in cold blood for less of a reason then Rufus was giving them now. /Will we be next/
Reno snorted. "That's fucked. But its just the way Rufus would think. 'Lets fix our blood drenched image with more blood!' Idiot."
"He wants to wait until you are mission ready. He figures you can get him alone without arousing AVALANCHES suspicion." Rude didn't mention that is was Tseng's suggestion. It didn't really matter. Tseng wouldn't exactly harbor any positive feelings for Yazoo since he had been tortured by him and his brothers.
Reno didn't reply at first. He just sat there. Then he looked up at the ceiling and gave a heaving sigh. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Reno turned his eyes to Rude.
Rude took of his sunglasses and put them in the pocket of his jacket. "I think so" he said. Reno averted his eyes. " So its true. The Turks are almost over"
There was a minute of silence as both turned the words over in their heads. They both met each others eyes and Reno reached for the half full bottle of whisky and two shot glasses.
Rude made a mental note to ask Tifa where she got the stuff. He figured they would definitely need it in the weeks to come.
A/N Turks... gotta love 'em.
