Hi ho, hi ho... [Active]

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Character(s): Lorie, Sabra, and Rufus.
Content: Lorie and Sabs leave the cafe, only to run into, somewhat literally, the president himself. :')
Setting: Just outside a Cafe Ersesat, then heading to the train station~
Time: Um... dayish?
Warnings: BAM. 8D

Well, after about an hour of comment-warring via the journals (Lorelei looked up and across at Sabra every now and then, watching her relatively dull expression which seemed to be unable to waiver, while she was full of giggles, blushes and soft "oh my's"), the thread had died down and, laughing softly, the blonde shut her journal and began to stand. "I think we should get going, then. We'll have to be out of this place so Rufus will be able to see us."

Slipping the small black object into her pocket, she bent down to hoist her shotgun-cannon onto her shoulder, and began to head for the door, but not before glancing over at the people who were still huddled up, frightened. She sighed, and shook her head. "You guys can relax now, all of the white things are gone. We have to get going though... don't worry about repaying us, we were only doing our job, hehe!" With that, she gave them a double-fingered salute, and continued on.

"I can't wait to see everyone again!" she chirped gleefully as stepped up to the door and nudged away all of the tables and chairs, after that beginning to push it open. "Do you think Mr. Rufus looks any different now?" she asked, giggling girlishly.

Once the door was clear, she placed her hand on her shoulder to steady her weapon, and promptly gave a swift kick to the wood to force the exit open. "You know, I bet he's grown a few inches since we last saw—"

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Rufus Shinra studied the readout on the screen before him, that consuming most of his attention. One foot in front of the other was easy enough, the man well used to crowds moving before him versus he for them. It wasn’t the dead returning that bothered him on the whole. While he had no desire to explain the intricacies of how they had died (that task shoved quickly onto Reno) it was Kadaj that had taken his attention. While he didn’t have Jenova here, he had no suicidal desire to tell Kadaj that he had shot the box containing her and that mommy dearest had seeped out onto the garbage slicked pavement of a street of Midgar.

Something like that probably wouldn’t go over well.

If worse came to worst, he could always lie. Kadaj was generally gullible enough to buy most any excuse. Rufus supposed he could always claim that Jenova had gone into him or something foolish like that and he was cured that way. It would most likely stop the insane man from killing him for awhile. Kadaj might figure out it was a lie. Eventually.

Intent on what Kadaj’s next response away, his eyes were fastened to the screen when the boom came from the other side of the door. Next thing he knew, pain and the white light of something impacting hard with his face wiped all other concerns away.