Turks can be good at a lot of things. [Active]

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Characters: Reno, Rafael, eventual Rufus, Lorelie, and Sabra ... and Kadaj 8D
Content: Reno and Raf decide to hijack a train after dropping Tseng off at Central Station and go off to find Rufus, Lorie, and Sabs.
Setting: General Central Station vicinity
Time: Day-type thing.
Warnings: Reno's got a mouth on him, Rufus is probably irritable, etcetc.

Reno was pretty sure that driving a train was kind of like driving a helicopter, but couldn't be sure. So once they'd bid Tseng luck with the Kadaj problem, Reno led the way back to where the conductor hid out, and whipped out his EMR quietly. Sliding the door open, he gave a slight grin before raising the rod and hitting the man in the side of the neck. Not life-threatening, but he'd probably have a nice bruise later after waking up from the pressure point assault.

"So Raf," he started, hands moving for the levers and everything on the console. "... you know how to drive a train?" he tilted his head back to look over his shoulder, giving the other man a grin. "I fly choppers, not conduct trains." He turned back around to peek at everything, pushing a lever and seeming amused as the train started moving once again.

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"Steal?" Rafe chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. He tapped a dial, causing the pin arrow to quiver. He made sure not to show his grimace to his superior and instead straightened back up and flashed a sheepish smile. "What's the best pickpocket of the Turks taken, hmm?"

It was pretty obvious that Rafael held respect and a brotherly love towards Reno. Slum buddies, right? Reno was always funny and they shared many interests. When Rafael was the rookie, the goggled redhead approached him first. It was a strange feeling since Rafe never had a superior befriend him that way. Usually he just got into a job and was left to his own devices after receiving a stern list of rules. No goofing around, no time for leisure activities; just...do stuff. And work. No wonder he got tired of being a bodyguard.

Currently, hijacking an old train beat standing by doors too bright for their own good and hookers by miles.

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"Some watches, jewelry... wallets..." Reno shook a little to 'jingle' his pockets, humming to himself as he started to put fuel into the fire idly. Reno was an interesting one, truly. He grinned somewhat, giving a sort of lazy bow to the 'best pickpocket of the Turks' title. He thought it true himself, although he wasn't that conceited to say it aloud. At the moment.

It was interesting to consider that he was now a superior to those that were technically superiors to him, but the redhead tried not to think about this often. If he did such a thing, there was the likelihood that he'd end up hurting his brain. Right now he was trying to get over the fact Kadaj was a live and Rufus wanted to go meet Sephiroth who too was very much alive. While he didn't doubt his own superior's thoughts, Reno had a strong attachment to Rufus, and wasn't about to let him be a dumbass. He enjoyed being a bodyguard in that way, although one would have to say staring at whores all day might not of been the best.

Slum buddies stealing an oldschool train, heading to go pick up their 'employer' and two coworkers. Well, it certainly didn't beat a 'SLUM WAY' of solving things, but Reno had to say... it was amusing.