2-21-17: Minor edits done.

Challenge: Reno, Vincent requested by Jenny, Elevator.

"Morning Vincent." Reno says, whistling cheerfully as he steps onto the elevator. The ever-elusive Turk nods in greeting, choosing not to speak to the younger, louder Turk. He was rarely in HQ, opting instead to go on various missions about the world but even he knew tales of Reno's various exploits.

Reno bounces on the balls of his feet, watching the floor-lights flash and wishing Shinra wasn't too cheap to play music in their elevators. Heck, even that wailing Elena listened too would be preferable to this awkward silence.

"Soo..." Reno says out loud, continuing to fidget nervously. Vincent was legend among the Turks; he was the best of the best. If it wasn't for the fact that he hated talking he was sure the black-haired man would've been Turk leader. But that had nothing to do with Reno's actions, he was nervous for another reason.

"Will you please stop twitching... I'm not going to bite," Vincent says, chuckling darkly. Reno stares at him for a moment, wondering if the man was kidding or not.

"Are you a vampire?" The redhead suddenly blurts out. Sure it was a dangerous thing to ask when you were alone in an elevator with the man but hey whoever said Reno had common sense? Besides Sephiroth and Tseng were sure to avenge his death partly because they were still arguing over who had dibs.

"Not that I'm aware of," Vincent says, blinking.

"I think you are," Reno announces a wide grin on his face. Vincent stares at him.

"I'm not." By this point in time Vincent had decided Reno was insane.

"Me thinks you deny it." Reno was really asking for it.

"Do you want me to shoot you?" Vincent asks coolly, not even ruffled by Reno's idiocy.

"If it will get me out of going to the board meeting today, yes," Reno says, taking any chance he could get to get out of it. Dark Nation had insisted on sitting on his lap for the entire meeting last time and he did not want to go through having a 500lb cat on him again.

Vincent stares at him for a second and for the fifth time this morning, regrets leaving his gun in his car.

Ahhhh dialogue, my worst enemy.

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