Days of Exile
Chapter 6 – Route to Shinra Building
11 December 0007
Upon reaching Sector 5, Meia felt a chill up her spine. Having said goodbye to Rod and everyone else, she would be on her own to infiltrate the Shinra Building and find everything she needed.
Question is… how I get into the Shinra Building?
Meia wandered aimlessly around Sector 5, deep in thought. In the far distance, she heard shouts and panicked cries but ignored them. Panic and distress were commonly heard in the slums.
When Meia looked at her surroundings again, she realized that she was near Aerith's house. She also noticed Tseng and Aerith. She tensed at the sight of Tseng; she still didn't know if Tseng was ally or foe. However, her heart softened at the sight of Aerith. It has been five years since she saw the flower girl. Has it been that long since Aerith found out that Meia had joined the Turks and requested Meia never to find her again? It felt like months ago, but looking at a older face of Aerith, Meia knew that it has been that long. She had kept her word and not visited Aerith at all.
In the years that they did not meet, Aerith swapped her girlish dress for something sturdier. She now wore a denim pink dress, though she kept her boots. A red canvas jacket covered her shoulders and in her hand she held a rod. Beside her, a young girl stood behind her, cowering in fear. Aerith was protecting the girl from Tseng, which seemed funny to Meia. Aerith was the one that Shinra had been chasing the last decade or so. The young girl wore a fuschia dress and had black hair, much like Meia's.
Meia crept closer out of their view, which was not a challenge due to the misshaped debris around the slums. Soon, she could faintly make out what they were saying.
"It seems that you are not able to cooperate because of the girl…" Tseng said steely, sending chills down Meia's spine.
"No, Tseng!" Aerith's voice was strong but frightened. "Marlene has nothing to do with any of this!"
"Is it?" Meia saw Tseng's gaze leave the Ancient and settle on the girl. The girl named Marlene shrank further as she felt Tseng's gaze. "My sources tell me that this girl has a father… who is a leader in AVALANCHE."
"AVALANCHE!?" Meia almost hissed but slapped a hand upon her mouth in time. What is happening? She thought anxiously. Wasn't AVALANCHE defeated? She looked at Marlene, trying to figure out who she could possibly look like. Elfe is the only leader in AVALANCHE, unless you count Shears or (Meia resisted a shudder) Fuhito.
"No!" Aerith shouted and pushed Marlene further behind her. "Leave her out of this!" She cried.
Tseng gave the tiniest of sighs and said, "Then cooperate with me. If not…" Meia almost gasped when she saw Tseng lift his gun and aimed it at Marlene.
"NO!" Meia cried out and ran towards them. "TSENG, STOP!" She yelled, standing in between Tseng and Aerith.
"Meia!?" Aerith cried out behind her.
Tseng showed no sign of surprise nor recognition. Now that Meia was looking closely at him, she realized that Tseng seemed to have aged a bit. His dark hair was no longer in a ponytail but let down, as if revealing a wilder, uncontrollable side of him. Frown lines formed on his forehead, only his dark brown eyes exude the same control and reticence.
"I won't let you take Sister Aerith." Meia said slowly, ensuring that her gaze was focused on the stern Turk.
"Meia!" Aerith called out. "Get away!"
Tseng stared at Meia coolly. "You are no longer involved in Shinra matters." He said. "Please leave us."
"No!" Meia said again, this time with more conviction. "Sister Aerith has been good to the children in the slums! I don't care if she is an Ancient or not," Meia stretched out her hand to fend Aerith and Marlene from Tseng's aim. "I won't let you take her!"
"Last chance." Tseng's voice was edging on anger.
Meia shook her head and turned back to Aerith. "Run for your lives!" She yelled.
The flower girl's eyes widened. "But…"
"RUN!"
Aerith didn't need Meia to tell her the third time. She grabbed Marlene's hand and they ran. In the split second before they turned, Meia saw the look on the little girl Marlene's eyes. Gratitude. Relief. Yet another face that Meia will never forget. She only hoped that her rash actions will at least keep Aerith and Marlene safe.
A short while after they left, Tseng looked at Meia. "Meia." He greeted simply. His gun had not lowered since Meia interrupted.
"Tseng!" Meia exclaimed. "You can't do this!"
"Meia." Tseng said. "You're supposed to be missing in action. You know what I'm capable of if I were to find you alive." Still, his gun was not lowered.
"Tseng! You said that you'll only capture Aerith if she is willing to go with you!" Meia pointed in the direction that the girls fled. "That did not look like cooperation to me!"
Instead of answering Meia, Tseng shook his head. "Meia." Tseng said, his gaze never leaving hers. "When Shinra mercifully released the traitors, we expected that you would be wise enough to go into hiding and never show your face again."
"You lie, Tseng!" Meia screeched. "What traitors? You know very well that we did no injustice towards Shinra!" She finally pulled out her chrome gun and aimed it at Tseng as well… but found that her hand was trembling. Tseng's hold on his gun never twitched the slightest. She talked again. "What happened to your promise that you won't take Aerith in until she surrenders out of her own will? You know… when you were talking to Jasper back then?"
Tseng stiffened at the incident years ago. He had caught Meia in the wee hours of the morning in Sector 5. She said that she was looking for the new Turk, Jasper, whom the Turks left behind in the bar because he was simply too drunk to return. While searching for Jasper, Meia ended up meeting her old-time friend, Aerith Gainsborough. Deciding not to condemn her of meeting the Ancient that Shinra had been trying to capture for years, Tseng had told her to return to HQ while he searched for Jasper. Apparently, Meia didn't listen to him but hid nearby. Tseng groaned inwardly as he remembered what happened after that. Jasper, in his recovering drunkenness, met Aerith. AVALANCHE soldiers came to kidnap Aerith and Jasper helped her escape, not knowing who she was. Shortly after, Tseng found himself confiding in Jasper about his history with Aerith.
"So you were there, when you should've gone back to HQ." He said flatly.
"Yeah…" Meia said sheepishly. "I hid after I saw Jasper coming… WHOA!" She exclaimed when she saw Tseng running towards her without warning. Meia narrowly dodged his kick and climbed up the metal debris. "Hey!" She frowned at Tseng. "I was talking here!"
Tseng shook his head. "Do you really think that your enemy would let you talk in a fight?"
Gritting her teeth in irritation, Meia decided that it was time to retaliate. From above, she pounced on Tseng and wildly threw him onto the ground. She felt a spurt of triumph when she saw that she managed to take Tseng by surprise. As Tseng fell, Meia used her gun to slap his face. His face snapped to the side by the impact, but Tseng, ever the role model of an unfeeling Turk, barely reacted to the pain.
As for Meia, her heart was filled with anger and confusion. "Why do you allow yourself to do this, Tseng!?" Meia shouted. "For years you've been withholding and delaying capturing Aerith. What made you change your mind now?"
Tseng gripped his handgun tightly. "I suggest you worry more about yourself now." He frowned.
A flash of confusion washed over Meia's face before she realized what he was going to do. Tseng pulled himself up from his position, pushing Meia back. Meia swiftly rolled back and narrowed her eyes at Tseng, panting…
Wait… what?
Meia stilled herself, just that she couldn't. Her vision swayed and distorted itself. It was then Meia realized that she had been poisoned by Tseng. Meia gasped for air and stared at Tseng, whose face was filled with incredulous surprise. He must've expected her to be somewhat better than before. Meia grimaced and reached for her gun that had fallen on the floor… but couldn't. Her eyes rolled up…
Immediately she felt a hard punch hand on her face. Meia thrashed onto the floor, tasting blood. Tseng pressed her against the floor using his hand to pin her face. "Losing touch?" Tseng smirked.
"None… of your… concern!" The pain was enough to give her enough consciousness. Meia gritted her teeth and stretched out a free hand, ready to summon a Fire spell. Sensing her motive, Tseng preempted his harm by falling backwards. He quickly regained balance again and watched Meia.
The pain began to throb in her brain and Meia chided herself for not being more careful with the poison spell that Tseng has cast. As long as one does not breathe in the odourless fumes, he will be fine. Now Meia was poisoned and slightly injured, she drew a deep breath and hoped that the poison will not impair her judgment. Meia also felt stupid for not wearing a Star Pendant today. She never liked that accessory because it was bulky. So much for being comfortable for combat.
Tseng did a sweep behind her defenseless knees. Meia immediately buckled and fell. Damn it! She thought. I've just gotten up. Now I can barely stand. She stared at Tseng. "Tseng…" She croaked. "How could you do this to her? … To Aerith… Of all people…" Meia's tears welled up and fell. "You loved her." She said with conviction.
The Wutaian narrowed his eyes at her. "You're wrong." He said. "I've never loved her. She was a subject that I was tasked to bring back to HQ."
Meia stared at him with rage. "YOU LIE!" She screamed. "YOU BIG, COWARDLY LIAR!" Meia didn't know if she was raving in true anger or if the poison was amplifying her emotions. "If you had even half the guts to leave President Shinra, you wouldn't need to be in this situation at all!"
"You are poisoned, Meia." Tseng said seriously. "Why don't you just give-"
"I will NEVER give up!" She shrieked hysterically, her rational mind going out in wisps…
Before Tseng could see what she was doing, Meia reached inside her tunic and pulled out a steak knife, stolen from the Shinra Building a month ago. With a pained shriek, Meia drove the knife into her left arm. She roared in agony as the metal pierced her muscles.
Tseng stood by, stunned by the change of events. Self-inflicted pain was a common strategy that many people do whenever they were afflicted with poison. But he had never expected that Meia, of all people, would possess that courage to hurt herself so. Meia yelled against the sharp pain and her actions were not in vain. Soon, her vision stopped distorting. She glowered at Tseng. "That really hurts."
"I shall end your pain then." Cocking his gun, Tseng trained it at Meia. In the short millisecond before he pulled the trigger Meia realized, with terror in her heart, that there was no way she could ever win Tseng. Tseng was way stronger than what she could ever hope to be. Now that she was poisoned, she was easy target for Tseng. She closed her eyes. If Tseng was going to go against his own values for Shinra… then who was she to stop him?
Suddenly, she heard Aerith's voice. "Tseng, stop! Let her go!"
Tseng stopped and looked past Meia's shoulder. Meia turned her head, biting her teeth as the pain in her left arm took over, and saw Aerith, this time without Marlene. "No, Sister Aerith." Meia said weakly, shaking her head. "Go back."
Aerith paid no attention to Meia. She only stared at Tseng. "You promised me that you'll take care of Meia…" Meia noticed how Aerith trembled, just like when Meia's gun was trembling in front of Tseng. "Let her go." Aerith repeated. "I'll go with you, as long as you harm no one else."
"Sister Aerith!"
"That was what I was hoping for in the first place." Tseng said coolly. Returning his gun into his holster, he gave her the following instructions. "Follow me and do as I say. I will bring you up to the Upper Plate. A helicopter will bring us back to the Shinra Building."
Aerith did not budge. "And Meia?" She asked warily.
The Wutaian almost rolled his eyes at her. "Meia will-" A loud ring stopped his words. Tseng picked up a call. "Tseng, speaking…"
As he was speaking, Aerith rushed to Meia. "Meia." She looked at Meia's bleeding lip and arm wound. "Oh no… you're injured." She murmured gently, as if speaking to a wounded baby bluejay instead of a human being.
"Sister Aerith…" Meia choked. "Why did you come back?"
She felt Aerith's hands press lightly on her arm, where Meia's knife did the damage. Meia flinched at the sharp pain coursing through her body and bit her lips to prevent herself from screaming.
"I can't leave you with Tseng when I know that he will kill you for letting me escape. Even if you are a Turk." She said quietly.
"… I'm not a Turk anymore." Meia said, frowning against the swimming images in her vision. The wounds were creating so much pain that she felt a headache coming.
Aerith stared at her momentarily. "You're not?"
"I left against their wishes."
"You shouldn't have." She said sadly. "When my mother and I escaped the labs years ago, we were hounded by Shinra. There was never a day of peace." She sighed softly to herself. "It was amazing that I could stay away from Shinra for so many years."
Meia's heart ached more at Aerith's words than her own wounds. She had never heard the flower girl talk about her past. No one did. Everyone assumed that the people living in the slums were invariant victims of Shinra's monopoly. She took a deep breath as she felt the pain throb against her wounds. Aerith's hands were still placed over the wounds, warm with body heat. "Sister Aerith?"
"Hm?"
"I never wanted to hurt you, even if I was a Shinra dog."
"I believe you… Gee, don't sound like you're going to die." To Meia's surprise, Aerith chuckled and lifted her hands from the wounds. "You won't die." The flower girl assured her.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Meia frowned at Aerith. "I was…" She suddenly felt her arm, where the wound was, just that it was not. When did her wounds stop aching? When did her vision become so clear? "Am I… healed?" She stared at Aerith and then at her empty hands. No signs of Materia in her accessories. "How-"
Suddenly, Aerith fell over. "Aerith!" Meia cried out. Behind Aerith, stood Tseng, emotionless like a piece of carved marble. "Tseng!" Meia growled. "What did you do to her?"
"I only knocked her unconscious." He replied. "She'll come around soon. As for you, I have a special… request that you come to the Shinra Building with me."
For a moment, Meia thought that she had struck gold. She could use Tseng and enter the Shinra Building! If she followed Tseng, she could probably explain to him the entire Sephiroth issue and who knows? Tseng might see the bigger picture and help Meia with her objective. After all, he saved Veld and Elfe… he should still be the same Tseng that Reno and Rude believed in… right?
Still…
Meia tensed. Even though it was her lucky ticket to Shinra Building, what if Tseng has changed in these few months? It is never a surprise to see someone drastically change within months. That's the kind of 'charm' Shinra has on you. What if following Tseng becomes a one-way ticket that she can't get out of? She narrowed her eyes at Tseng. "Who was the one who issued the request?"
"It is none of your business." Tseng replied coolly. "All you need to do is to return to HQ with me."
"… And if I don't?" She challenged.
Tseng carried the unconscious Aerith onto his arms effortlessly. Meia noticed that he handled Aerith gently, as if she was a fragile piece of china. "It would be best that you follow me." He said.
Immediately, Meia felt her arms being grabbed. "Hey!" She screamed as she saw two soldiers grab her. "Where did YOU come fr- Let go!" She tried to kick them but she too, felt a sharp rap at the back of her neck. Soon, her thrashing stilled as Meia lost consciousness.
Reeve Tuesti knew, everything was to keep him away.
Sent to Costa del Sol to take a compulsory vacation, Reeve knew exactly that the President Shinra wanted him out of his way so that he could order the dropping of the Sector 7 Plate onto the slums. That was where the assumed hideout of the anti-Shinra terrorist group, AVALANCHE was at. He was pretty sure that AVALANCHE was wiped out by the previous- … missing Turks. That was what Tseng had written in his final report of the entire AVALANCHE saga that began since Year 0001. What is this AVALANCHE group then? The remnants of the previous terrorists who summoned an almost unbeatable creature called Zirconiade? Or were they merely new and naïve rookies who envisioned a good world in their pretty minds?
Reeve didn't know which was worse. The previous AVALANCHE almost managed to destroy an entire Planet, but only managed to obliterate Sector 6. The current one – the one that had gotten Shinra on his toes – managed to destroy a whole Mako Reactor in Midgar Sector 1 and almost had their way with Sector 5 as well. Three assaults on Midgar's infrastructure within 3 months. It only meant that Reeve was going to take a lot of nights to fix, plan and rebuild… after he's back from this dumb 'vacation'. At the rate Shinra and their enemies wreck Midgar, Reeve can permanently live in the office. He thought about his mother in Sector 5 and hoped that she was not worried sick because he had not called her to tell her that he was in Costa del Sol. At least she was not in Sector 7.
Why must the President send him away? It was not as if he could do anything about it. He thought of President Shinra, how he gave Reeve a pitiful look and a warm smile… and how he told Reeve-
No. Reeve shook his head. He wasn't going to let his emotions control his reaction to the compromise. President Shinra had sent him to Costa del Sol to rest, he only wished that when Reeve returned, he'll work on rebuilding Sector 7.
And that's what he will do. Rebuild Sector 7.
Ideas flood his mind, numerous as the sand grains in Costa del Sol, bright like the lights in Gold Saucer. Brilliant plans that will definitely make Midgar a metropolis of prosperity. Yes, Sector 7 will be utterly destroyed, but it can be rebuilt. Reeve grabbed his working materials and began planning.
Light for the slums… He will invent a light-trap that will carry sunlight down to the plate, and from there, via a series of pipes and mirrors, down to the shadowy regions below. There was no reason in Gaia that the slums should stay as slums. Utility infrastructures, car parks, new houses, schools, hospitals, perhaps even gardens… Reeve was a man full of imagination and he finally saw reason to indulge.
It's time to work a better life for the people below the plate.
The people below the plate.
Reeve stopped, feeling sick. Nothing can be done about it. He tried to make himself believe it. Not while he was here in Costa del Sol. The sector will fall, without a doubt. He can see it so clearly in his mind – he can visualise it better than anyone else how the pillar will fall because he designed it. The hole will be a neat triangle; the sectors are almost entirely separate. A few pipes and reinforced concrete ties will leave a ragged fringe along the edges, but nothing more than that. If everything worked according to the design, the entire plate will fall intact, onto –
Suddenly not so full of ideas, Reeve stuffed his equipment into his suitcase and instead took out his mechanical bird. It was a beautiful object. Tiny feathers made of anodised titanium, iridescent peacock colours and a shiny black eye set by a smooth black stone Reeve had found in his frequent walks in the slums. Deciding that the bird will distract him better, Reeve worked on his toy.
Hours flew by as Reeve was completely engrossed in his toy. Once, during the afternoon, he checked his watch, and wondered aloud, "Is it time?"
In Midgar, on top of the tower supporting the Upper Plates of Sector 7, Reno braced himself for the freezing 'Ice' magic that was cast on him. He wiped his own blood out of his eyes and the corner of his mouth. Reno gazed at the three AVALANCHE members who were deadly strong, but hadn't quite managed to kill him. The spikey blond man who interferred his capture of Aerith in the church yesterday stared back at him. He somehow reminded him of the slick, Zack Fair. Then there was this large and well-built man who substituted his arm for a Gatling gun and… Reno narrowed his eyes at the lady in the group. Tifa Lockhart. Her eyes flickered with hatred, venom… and recognition. However, she made no sign of acknowledging him and Reno knew that he could never hope for Tifa's forgiveness for what they did to Nibelheim.
Reno knew when he ought to retreat. It was pointless fighting to the end with a group of people who could kill him if he wasn't careful enough. Also, Reno needed to get out of the tower before the bomb detonates.
"It's time." He said. He checked his watch to confirm and still managed to wave a cheeky salute to the group. Before they could react, Reno ran past Tifa, but not before giving her a nasty spin to let her know that he still remembered her. Without looking back to see Tifa's reaction, Reno took a deep breath, climbed onto the railing and plummeted from the tower. Reno hooted with ecstasy at the rush of wind blowing at his face and how his blazer billowed against the wind. His scarlet hair flew up and flailed strongly with the wind. This was something that Reno didn't mind doing forever. He curled himself and braced for the impact… of soft nets under him.
"Mr. Reno, are you alright?" The soldiers who were holding the nets asked him concernedly.
Scrambling out of the net, Reno shrugged. "I'm fine." He waved casually, as if falling from towers was something he did every day. "Let's head back to HQ."
When Meia regained consciousness again, she first heard the loud chugging sound of a helicopter. Then, as she discovered her bound hands and feet and gagged mouth, she realized that she was tied and taken aboard the helicopter back to the Shinra Headquarters.
Beside her, Tseng and Aerith sat by. Aerith was blindfolded, but not bound. Meia tried to get her attention but her muffled mouth didn't allow her to.
Suddenly, Tseng stood up and slid the helicopter door open. Meia could not see what was outside, but judging by the structure of the tower the helicopter was flying nearby, it looked like a tower, part of the structure supporting the Upper Plate. Meia could not make out which Sector she was in, she couldn't ask either. She only observed by hearing.
The first words that reached her ears were the cries of a woman in exasperation. "… don't know how to stop this. Try it!"
A short while later, Meia heard a man's voice, not deep like Veld's nor playful like Reno's. "… It's not a normal time bomb." He said quietly.
Time bomb?
The helicopter ascended and Meia saw a brief flash of a burly, tanned man, a man with golden hair and a woman with dark hair. She didn't even get to see their faces. Then, she saw nothing but the empty space above the tower, for she was not seated by the door.
Tseng spoke, addressing to those three people standing at the top of the tower. "That's right. You'll have the hard time disarming that one. It'll blow the second some stupid jerk touches it."
Meia frowned at Tseng and his choice of crude words. What is Tseng trying to do?
She heard the woman plead. "Please, stop it!"
Tseng only laughed in response. It was not the good-natured laugh that Meia sometimes heard in the Turks lounge. It was not even the half-hearted laugh he makes whenever Reno tries to do something ridiculous. "… Only a Shinra Executive can set up or disarm the Emergency Plate Release System."
What? Meia widened her eyes. Emergency Plate Release System? Is Shinra intending to release the Upper Plate? But what about the slums?
Then, a man who did not speak earlier roared in a rough voice, "Shut yer hole!" Meia flinched when she heard a volley of gunshots fired at the helicopter. It sounded like it came from a Gatling gun. Whoever the people were outside, they were a bunch of violent people.
Tseng, being the fearless Turk that Meia always knew he is, did not flinch even in the face of a mighty wave of bullets. "I wouldn't try that…" He warned. "You just might make me injure our special guest."
With the blindfold roughly removed, Aerith squinted against the bright light. It seemed that the people at the tower knew Aerith, because Meia heard the woman cry out in recognition.
"Oh, you know each other?" Said Tseng in mock surprise. He looked at Aerith. "How nice you could see each other one last time. You should thank me."
Meia heard the voice of the first man. He was the one who said that something out there wasn't a "normal time bomb". He sounded much younger than the other man who engulfed the helicopter in gunshots. "What are you gonna do with Aerith!?" He growled.
Tseng shrugged. "I haven't decided. Our orders were to find and catch the last remaining Ancient. It's taken us a long time, but now I can finally report this to the President." He gestured as he talked, sounding proud of his completed mission. Only Meia knew that he lied, for Tseng could've brought Aerith to Shinra on many occasions, but chose not to.
"Tifa, don't worry!" Meia saw Aerith call out. "She's all right!"
She? Meia frowned, but then realised that 'she' was probably Marlene. So if Tseng wasn't wrong about Marlene being the daughter of the AVALANCHE leader, then we should be facing AVALANCHE now! But... Tifa? Meia thought of the name that Aerith called that woman. I don't remember that there was a 'Tifa' in AVALANCHE. Maybe I'll ask Elfe when I see her.
Without warning, Tseng swung his hand and gave Aerith a hard slap on the cheek. Aerith cupped her cheek in response. Meia shouted Aerith's name, but her voice was muffled against the roar of the helicopter. At the same time, Meia heard Tifa cry out in shock.
"Hurry and get out!" Aerith shouted back.
Tseng chuckled menacingly, sending chills down Meia's spine. "Well, it should be starting right about now. Think you can escape in time?"
Meia immediately felt the helicopter ascend and fly off. Struggling onto her knees, Meia peeped out of the window. To her horror, massive chunks of debris and concrete slabs fell from the 'sky' of the Midgar slums... the foundation of the Upper Plate. Meia looked down and soon recognised the sector as Sector 7.
No way... Shinra is going to destroy the Sector 7 slums by releasing the Upper Plate?!
She stared at Tseng, who finally turned to pay her some attention. She frowned and cocked her head at the chaotic slums below. Meia shook her head and tried to plead him with her eyes not to destroy the homes of so many innocents.
Tseng understood exactly what she was trying to say. But he ignored her.
Hello again!
I've been waiting so long to deliver the Meia, Tseng, Aerith scene :D Since writing "I Want To Be A Turk!", actually :P Also, credit for Reeve's scenes to redcherryamber. The scene is horribly adapted from her awesome fanfic, "Flight". I've been taking quite some of her stories so do take a look at her stories!
Review reply time! Do look at my answers to their reviews though, because the reviewers raised very lovely questions!
Rachel: Thank you for the lovely review! I'm definitely not obligated to reply you :D
IceQueen69: I'm afraid that answering this will make this a spoiler. So I can't answer you, all I can say is that the answer will not surface for a very very long time. Also, I am not writing the events of Dirge of the Cerberus, so Shelke's issue will be settled very differently. Don't worry, I won't leave her as a loophole!
Kadajclone100: To your question, yes, it somewhat is like that. But I assure you that this is not a retelling of FF7 in the Turks' perspective. "I Want To Be A Turk" is almost a novelisation with OC scenes included. "Days of Exile" will be mostly original plot. When you see FF7 novelisation scenes though, it is merely an FYI to show where in the canon storyline we are at. The story still focuses on Meia and the exiled Turks and so therefore they will NOT cross paths with AVALANCHE during FF7. There has been no screen time for the exiled Turks during FF7 and we will keep it that way
I hope that my answers are satisfactory! Take care and if you like to hear me babble more, you can always hop onto my blog!