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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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Another car, more blond heads, none of them the president. Or his big brother, for that matter, but a coincidence like that was something even Kadaj wouldn't bother trying to hope for. Really, what would the odds of that be? Mother was much more important anyway, and since as far as he knew she could only be found through Rufus, any other concerns of his conveniently slipped his mind. As long as he found her...

He was getting impatient. Why wasn't the president coming out to meet him? Were his Turks keeping him away? Kadaj knew he shouldn't have agreed not to hurt them-- they'd only ruin things. Walking faster and paying no attention to the curious looks and questions he was receiving (most of which were quickly silenced by the refugees from the previous car), he tried to keep his thoughts focused on not ripping the Turks to shreds for getting in his way. While Mother would certainly be pleased by that, Rufus wouldn't, and unfortunately he had to keep the president's desires in mind too now.

One more car. The faces of the people inside it might as well have been copied directly from the last ones, for all the differences there were between them. Kadaj was seized by the sudden urge to take even those identifying marks away from them, but that would have to wait. Just one more car...

The remnant threw the door open, stepping inside with a flourish and taking a look around at the people inside. There they were: two Turks (one that he didn't recognize) and the president. From where he stood, he could see quite plainly that the bandages were conspicuously missing from Rufus's head, but he couldn't be completely sure the Geostigma had truly left him too. By now he mostly believed the man anyway, but being able to see that for himself would seal it.

As tempting as it was to walk right up to the man and examine him, though, Kadaj had a feeling that wouldn't be received too well by his bodyguards. If he wanted to keep his promise, he'd have to wait until there was no chance they'd attack him first, otherwise he might just accidentally snap one of their necks before they got the chance.

Instead, he gave the three of them an amused look and asked silkily, "Did I keep you waiting too long, Mister President?"

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