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“ Shew, Inra; eh? ”

“Yeah, you heard me! I’m just - uh - speaking in code! That’s it!”

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“ sit. " . it wasn't a question, or even a suggestion, but a command. tseng’s hands came to fold behind his back after the too loud slam of his door echoed throughout his office. when he paced for his desk it was with determined steps, and once he rounded into view it was obvious what the mood of this conversation would be. displeasure ------- brows knitted into such a stern scowl that there was a brief moment of wonder; would it ever come off?

“ i just had a conversation with president shinra. do you know what it was about? ” it’s a trap, reno. run. but tseng will give chase. he’s not interested in the cat-and-mouse games reno usually plays. and contrary to popular belief (or rumor that ignited itself around the shinra building like propane fueled flames) tseng took no pleasure in reprimanding his turks. but here he was, with heavy venom filling his mouth and swallowing into the stone that had hard-formed into his stomach with the orders from rufus: get your men in line, or i’ll do it for you.

this was a bad reflection of their capabilities. a bad reflection of tseng.

but he did not follow his own command ------ rather, tseng loomed over his desk, a heaviness anchoring him down.

#♚ ﹙ interactions ﹚ « i'm asking forgiveness and i want you to know this »#♚ ﹙ verse ﹚ « we are at a precipice and even the planet holds its breath »#turkitude

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“Reno, I would like to talk to you about your recent purchases on the Turk bank account.” The tone in his voice was mildly condescending, turning his computer screen slowly to show his colleague how much things he brought. His honey eyes scanned the red headed Turk as Zwei twirled a pen around his fingers, lips pursed as he waited to see whether the Turk could explain to him why 500,000 worth of Gil had suddenly disappeared from the treasury. “Now, that’s a lot of cash suddenly missing from our shared account... Care to explain how you managed to make these purchases from the bottom of my nose?”

#🎱 (Your Bank Statement has arrived: IC) 🎱#🎱 (So ist es immer: Interactions) 🎱#turkitude #<3

turkitude said: Reno walks into the man's office, making his way over and swiping the shit off his desk before moving up to perch on it. He jabs his baton into Reeve's chest with a snarl " You reported me?! " granted Reno had been reckless, but when wasn't he? He'd nearly gotten himself killed, but that came with the job! " After I saved your ass? " he seethes, risk his life to save this shitbird only for him to report him anyway?

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he knew this was coming, He knew this was coming. watching all of this paperwork just fly off his desk, the man frown and lean back into his chair. feeling the man's fingers jabbing at his chest. he couldn’t help but turn his look away for a moment. “ Calm down... let me explain,” he said lightly he would allow the other to go off on him, sure but --- the man inhale deeply for a moment and looked at him for a moment. “ Somone told Tseng what happens. I wasn’t planning on reporting you. you SAVED MY LIFE -- I wasn’t going to be petty like that. But whenever Tseng gets involved it was like he was twisting my arm. He told me if I didn’t report you, he’ll even up telling Rufus about my little -- trip. I didn’t need him knowing what I was doing out there.” Reeve kept his eyes away from him for a moment and closed them. “ you have to believe me.”

“I didn’t want to, I promise -- I just had no choice.”

#turkitude #911: i feel attacked.

Grabs Squall by his jacket, both hands, full fist yanking him forward, even forcing him to bend back a bit whist kissing him hard on the mouth. Absolutely no shame.

@turkitude RENO

Shock is the first thing he feels when Reno's lips collide with his own, confusion is quick to follow with a jolt of pain when teeth find flesh. Why is the Turk kissing him? He's sure there's a tactical reason for it, there just has to be, he can't accept any other excuse than tactical. But the brunette also knows a thing or two about hard tactics taught to him by his mother for situations precisely like this one. His knees are a no go for the awkward angle his body has been pushed into, but his hands?

Bingo.

A fist forms swiftly and lands hard between the other man's thighs, causing a loud groan of pain to erupt from those treacherous lips. Suddenly, he can breathe again because Reno is crumbling to the floor. Yet he's still got that arrogant smirk on his mug, Reno still won this somehow. A huff of annoyance leaves him, and a glove wipes foreign saliva from his mouth. "Next time I'll bite your tongue off."

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@turkitude ------ you need some water, or a spray bottle. here.

talk talk talk, jabber jabber jabber. when reno came by the church all he did was poke fun at the flowers and how much they made his nose run. aerith was certain that if she didn’t stop him from monologuing about it, he’d keep going just to hear the sound of his own voice.

she was wordless she she straightened herself out, stooping only to brush the dirt from her knees before pacing toward him. while her face suggested that she was not enthused with is complaints, the mischievous twinkle in emerald eyes suggested otherwise. aerith stopped short before the lanky turk, shoulders a bit square to make herself seem taller.

fingers reached forward for the collar of his shirt, working to an impossible task of straightening purposely disheveled fabric. “ reno, you talk a lot.”