http://talionisshinra.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] talionisshinra.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-11-19 10:28 pm (UTC)

“Hello, Reno. I see you are no worse for wear.”

The mere sight of the redheaded Turk put Rufus’ mind at ease on several counts. He knew how to work with his Turks, what bounds he could and couldn’t push. It was a sad day when Reno was a sense of normality in an insane world.

Straightening his overcoat, Rufus was all too aware of the bloodstains on the white and how his blackened eye not to mention the rest must look. He couldn’t help the quirk of sour amusement that rose. “I, on the other hand, didn’t fare as well. To make matters worse, Kadaj may be about. I suggest that if we meet up with him that retreat becomes the foremost thought. Please send Rafe and Lorelei back to where we came from. They need to retrieve her earrings.”

He didn’t go on to say that he was unwilling to put the girl in Kadaj’s path of fire. She was odd for a Turk, but he had come to think of her as his Turk. Her enthusiasm might just get her killed, and that was unaccepted. He told himself that the look he’d seen in her eyes when handing over her earrings had nothing to do with his decision.

“May we leave now?” he asked, impatience edging his words. Something was under his skin and making him want to move immediately instead of later. In the mind's eye, he kept seeing Reno and Rude writhing on the ground as Kadaj entered.

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