The Truth Is On My Chest [Tseng]

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He hadn't expected to run into Sephiroth of all people on the Great Maw. it was a purplish bruise of a place, and reminded Reno very much of his chest after his ill fated fight with Cloud. He didn't have a lot of love for the colour. he rather liked green, or red, or a nice shade of hot pink, particularly the colour Aerith wore. he had never made any secret that he liked the girl. Even Tseng had a soft spot for the Ancient, keeping the letters she wrote to Zack, getting them to find him and deliver the letters. He had also made no secret that he had resented being used as a courier. Besides that he had admired Tseng for his loyalty and for his heart in that moment even if he hadn't said anything at the time, and never would. He probably had more heart than he did himself.

Reno was a guy who would quite happily murder his own parents and feel only grim satisfaction and probably more than a little justification. But he would be stupid to think he was the only kid to be wronged by their folks. Far from it. But it was also a part of his past he never touched upon and would never bring up. To the Turks and to the world he was just a slum rat who got lucky. The part of him that was still an upper class toff whose family cared so little for him they forgot to remove him from the inheritance the day he skipped out and into the slums of Sector Seven was wrapped in layers and layers of what people thought they knew as Reno. He supposed it was true. Rashva was dead, and had been for a very long time.

Reviving the sucker felt weird for him but he had done it once or twice in his tenure as a Turk. It hurt when your boss had your file and knew you were the best guy for the job - never mind he could act a treat. He got along with almost everybody, except for insane homicidal maniacs hell bent on destroying the universe, or just beating up redheads for kicks. Sephiroth sure packed a punch and since Cloud found the guy a challenge, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to fair.

Not very well, he could tell you. While he wasn't sure why he was thinking of Aerith and Zack and a multitude of things that had happened so long ago, he knew it was keeping him on his feet and moving. it wasn't exactly a long distance back to civilisation but it felt extremely long to someone who had just been Octoslahsed by the great SOLDIER himself. He did not envy Cloud nor did he want to repeat the experience. He'd much rather go for your old fashioned torture any day of the week. Sometimes he could rather enjoy it too. Most people didn't know how to do it properly anyway. When it came to torture, Reno was the guy to be afraid of. And Tseng. And Rufus too. That guy was cold.

Speaking of cold, he was feeling rather chilled himself. A fire burned in his chest, which had taken a hefty amount of slashes from Sephiroth. There were four on his back, two on his right leg and one on his left arm. Not to mention the fact he had sustained bruising from smacking into the Maw more than once while Sephiroth stood there, hair still perfect and gloating. There should be a spell that made your enemy bloat until they blew away.

Dizzy, the adrenalin wearing off, Reno found himself sitting on a random set of concrete stairs, legs having given out on him. He strayed from consciousness, leaving against the rough wall beside him, breathing rapidly. The light-headedness made him feel a floaty and inclined to sleep. His eyes fluttered shut as he thought he should get up and move.

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The Director had been spending a lot of his time in Radiant Garden recently. There wasn't much information he could gather from Edge seeing as the planet was so far out of the loop. The best way to get the needed information was to speak with other travelers. Thankfully his luck had led him to Squall. The man was a comrade of Aerith and worked in this town. The lion of a man had been more than helpful and introduced him to a library nearby. Tseng had been spending an absorbent amount of time going through the masses of knowledge. Though, he could only make the trek once a day if he was lucky. The amount of heartless he encountered really wore him down. He had to rely a good bit on his magic as his ammunition was in shorter supply than he'd like. He'd just need to pick up more his next time in town.

The Wutai man brushed a stray hair from his face before fixing his suit again. He walked down the familiar path as he headed back to his headquarters. But, he decided that a detour for ammunition would be a good idea. It would save him from collecting it in the morning before his next trek back to the library. He'd been learning a lot about the darkness. Rufus would be quite interested in the knowledge. It sounded like a good possibility as an energy source. There might even be more uses, but it was not something he wanted to bring up to Rufus. Especially if he was bringing back the previous executives.

With a faint smile on his face, he made a turn around the next corner. His eyes drifted to a figure in black leaning against the steps nearby. The being almost wasn't recognized on Tseng's first glance. The Director paused in his motions to get a better look. That's when the red hair and attire really clued him in. "Reno?" He spoke, quickly picking up his pace and heading straight for the half conscious Turk. "Reno. I hope you haven't decided to die on me here..." His fingers went to check for a pulse this time, glad he hadn't died yet. He let out an almost sigh of relief as he gripped his gun and touched the red-head's shoulder. A green glow emanated from his fingertips as he attempted to heal the Turk enough that he didn't bleed to death on some cold stone steps.

"Come on, get up." He spoke. "We need to get you inside." He took hold of Reno's arm to put it around his shoulder. Tseng then put his own arm around Reno's waist to help him up. Tseng almost forgot how heavy Reno was as he worked on standing Reno up, keeping a close eye on the man. "....." He didn't show any emotion on his face, but anyone that knew him could tell there was worry in his body language. He might not express it, but he did care about the Turks and Rufus. They were the closest thing he had to a family as he tried to start to walk Reno back to the HQ he'd gotten set up.

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Reno was a skilled combatant who had learned multiple forms of martial arts. He was not untalented in the realm of fighting and had been known for his scrappy style and ability to mix things up. He fought dirty because generally the other guys weren't playing fair either and he was determined to survive another day. Either he'd go out in a blaze of glory, or be betrayed by his fellows with a bullet to the brain. He liked to think they liked him enough to give him a chance at escaping, but you never could tell what truly lay in people's hearts. Except Rude. Living in someone's pocket for years tended to allow you an insight into their most private thoughts. Rude was just about the only person he couldn't lie to, period. It might be because he just stared at him until he cracked but he didn't really want to be keeping secrets from the big guy. Rude was damn resourceful and the best person to have his back.

He'd have everyone's back in the Turks. he even had Rod's and he hated the little snot who thought cutting his hair the same way, talking the same way and using the same weapon somehow made him better, faster and smarter. The problem for him was he really had the brains Reno pretended to possess. Rod was attempting to prove some kind of a point but he never discovered what it was, nor was he interested.

His interests lay in whatever Tseng and Rufus wanted them to be in. Barring that he was a curious little bugger who had wandered away from Squall when he probably shouldn't have. H had a feeling if Squall had been around then there might have been a chance his ass wouldn't have been beaten by a tall silvery haired maniac with a really big overcompensating sword. One day he was going to zap that guy with a high voltage and watch him twitch for a while. Quite possibly fry his brains. Yeah. A crispy fried Sephiroth was appealing. Reno could put up with the smell of burning flesh. He'd done it before.

Wherever his skills lay they weren't good enough to face against Sephiroth. And for that reason, he had wanted to make a hasty but impossible retreat the second he lay eyes on the guy. Luckily, Kadaj had had other plans for him. Plans that involved him looking for his real mother, whoever that may be, but most importantly involved him fleeing the scene like a bat out of hell. And so Reno had. As well as any man who had lost quite a bit of flood and had the wind knocked out of him at least four times. Or was it exactly four? He couldn't remember. He did recall he had ended up flat on his back rather quickly.

At least he hadn't collapsed so much as decisively taken a seat on the steps (or so he would tell Tseng later when he was coherent enough to do so). Physically exhausted as he was he felt comfortable even on the hard ground, the cold seeping through his trousers and through his jacket arm. Senses tingling as Tseng approached him checking to see if he was OK had Reno lashing out and attacking him. He had already aimed a right jab before registering it was Tseng, a friendly face, and not a threat. "Heeeyyyy you're alive. S'goood," Reno said. "Am wiry but muscley yo," he muttered as he almost slipped from Tseng's grasp. "Thought I was never goin' to find you guyz," he added, relieved to have found another Turk.

Leaning on Tseng he trustingly allowed himself to be lead wherever it was Tseng wanted him to be.

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Tseng honestly should have expected the punch. He knew better than to practically sneak up on a injured Turk. Tseng would have done the same thing if he'd been injured like that. But, he took the bit and didn't really react much to it other than an almost silent noise of discomfort. He smirked faintly at Renos comments as he'd helped him up. "I was just saying that same thing about you....and I hope it's not just weight from you sitting on your ass again." He half joked to lighten the mood.

He was silent for a moment as he continued toward the building he was using as a headquarters for the moment. He was able to carry Reno without much trouble with the red heads help. It was enough that they were moving at a comfortable speed. "I didn't think so either until I ran into Elena. Now I'm practically tripping over you."

He became quiet again as he got them to the small home. It wasn't anything special. It was a one bedroom with a decent sized living room where they could all sit and speak if it came down to it. He got the door open and moved to lay Reno on the bed. "Who attacked you?" He asked once her had the Turk situated in the room, moving to collect some medical supplies Aerith had left in case. She knew the trouble the Turks got into and it was a good thing. Tseng hadn't had a lot of time to get much of anything.

(Short. Sry. Posted it from my phone. I'll get a longer one next round.)

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Reno was not at all sorry he punched Tseng in the face. Really the guy should have been expecting a defensive attack from a wounded Turk. Wounded Turks were like wounded animals: easily agitate and liable to lash out. He'd have been letting the side down if he hadn't gotten a swing in, even if it was a half hearted one. The intention to follow through with a strong left hook was there but luckily he recognised his stern boss before he got that far - or Tseng might have ended up with a hard smack to both cheeks!

Reno himself got smacked a few times, more with a full body impact than with a hand. His chest was on fire - actually he was on fire period. All he wanted to do was...make the pain go away and he judged allowing Tseng to manoeuvre him was the way to do that. "Yooooo there's sno need to get cheeky," he slurred his words ever so slightly, something that wasn't like him. It could hardly be blamed on a long corrected lisp. He knew a girl who stuttered when nervous but that was an acquaintance long since lost. "My ass is toned yo. Toonnned. You're welcome to check if you like," Reno added. "Preferably when I don't feel like I've been run over a few dozen times,"

Reno could and would proposition just about anyone - following through was a different story. He had paid more than a few to make up a glorious tale or three about his prowess. Sometimes it ended in embarrassment, always his, but he shrugged and laughed it off and rarely got nasty with the person who did it. The genesis of those rumours were almost impossible to trace and doing so would take up so much more of his time than he was willing to give. Some of them he had slept with but not nearly as much as common knowledge suggests.

Reno didn't feel much better lying on the bed. If anything it made him want to fall asleep but Tseng had asked him a question that required answering. "Oh um...Sephiroth," Reno then giggled wryly. "The star treatment by two super soldiers yo. I must be special," he commented. "Think I can compare notes about Octoslash with tall blond and broody?" Reno talked half heartedly towards end, not really putting in the effort.

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Tseng seemed faintly amused at the red head. He was half dead and still managing to crack jokes. It was a relief that he didn't follow through with a second hit or he'd of dropped Reno on his ass. There was only so far he'd go to help and he wasn't going to take a few punches from the red head in order to help. He would do his best to protect them, but he'd never risk the current mission's goal for them. That much was obvious, even if he had a few times in the past. Then again, the Turks were always good at taking care of themselves. They wouldn't still be alive if they didn't. In all honesty, the part that was the strangest was not seeing Rude attached to the hip to Reno.

The Director had gotten him settled as he'd mentioned checking out his ass. The comment caused Tseng to raise an eyebrow at him. "No offense Reno, but I have no interest in your ass unless it needs to be scraped off the sidewalk." He commented with a sigh. The mentioned of Sephiroth made him shake his head. "I've heard he's alive. I know that Yazoo is also around." He made the comment before he decided to nod in agreement. "...That blade does leave a sting. But you'll live."

He really wondered what Reno was doing alone as he did his best to try and get the Turk comfortable. He figured trying to treat the man's wounds would be best as he worked on getting the cuts clean and bandaging some of the areas. He couldn't really mummify the Turk. That would not have worked in anyone's best interest. He didn't have enough magic to cure the man again right now. With the shape the red head was in, he probably didn't have the energy either.

"You and Rude split up? I'm surprised he wasn't there as well. Though, lucky he wasn't with the beating you took." He commented. It reminded him a bit of Geostigma where he and Elena had ended up caught and tortured by Kadaj and the other remnants. Each of the Turks had been through their fair share of pain, both physical and emotional. "Maybe it's best you rest some. I can get the full report later and catch you up then."

He didn't want to drill the man too much. He had a lot to tell the Turk, not having seen much of anyone other than Rufus, Cissnei, and Elena. He was worried about the others, but they were beginning to find one another then. At least not all the threats had reappeared at once. ShinRa could reunite and gain their bearings in order to function with the knowledge of other worlds. He knew Rufus was probably already looking at this opportunity. Even the Director hadn't completely caught the President up. The Director moved once he'd gotten most of Reno situated. He sat the first aid kit out of the way and settled into a chair in the room. It's not like there was a ton of room in the place and he didn't want to be too far if Reno needed something.

Some rest and then they could catch up with all the chaos.

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Reno, despite appearances, was probably the guy to go to for help. He was always willing to help out a fellow Turk, unless of course he didn't like them so much. If he didn't like them, he'd evaluate the potential fall out for the others and the company before making a decision on whether it would be in his best interest in the long run to put aside any differences he had with that particular person. But if he liked you, you were quid's in because chances were he'd do whatever he could to fix whatever mess had occurred. Unfortunately that might include terminating your ass.

Most situations though, Reno had found to be salvageable to some degree without the loss of an agent. Everyone makes mistakes at some point and everyone needed a hand now and again. The trick was knowing who to ask and when. Reno had taken the fall for a couple of mistakes he hadn't made in the past simply because he's got tenure and they don't. Like the time the rookie scratched Tseng's car.

Reno gave Tseng a mock pout at his comment at being not interested in his rather pert behind before moving on. "Yeah well, feels like me chest is on fiar yo," he muttered darkly. Sephiroth had gone more slash than stabbity on him which was lucky for him, he guessed, since Tseng seemed to be fresh out of cures and he was still working up the mojo to do it himself. He needed some potions. Hi-potions. He had a sudden lust for an X-potion right then.

"Pfft. Kadaj too," he informed him. "and not on speaking terms with dear Puppet Original. Mentioned something about finding his real mother," Reno still wasn't sure what that meant other than it couldn't be Jenova. Kadaj and Sephiroth really hadn't been seeing eye to eye at all for which he was glad because those shadow dog thingys were just mean.

"He's not my keeper yo," Reno replied petulantly before adding. "That was the report," since he didn't really have anything else to say. No doubt Tseng would do some of that voodoo on him that made him remember some vague detail that Reno was sure he didn't need to remember but Tseng felt better for having it all the same. Reno always gave the details that were important - he knew what those were - but that never seemed to be good enough. You'd think after all this time they'd trust him to know.

Meh. Whatever.

Reno drifted to sleep for a while, snoozing gently on the bed. He would awake later with a sleepy wide yawn and tucking his arms behind his head.


a/n - sorry, I kind of lost it as it went on.

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"Of course it does, Reno..and I'm aware he's not your keeper. Just close your eyes and get some rest. You'll feel worse in the morning. But at least you'll have a little more energy." Tseng had always trusted Reno to have his back. The man was Tseng's second in command for a reason. He might drink a bit much and play up his 'playboy' status a bit. But, the Turk was always there when he was needed. There was a reason he was the one sent to take down the Sector 7 plate. Reno had been there in a pinch whenever Tseng needed him. Though, Rude was always at his side. It wasn't often that they were separate. Then again, the same could be said about Tseng and Elena. He did his best to work with his partner when possible. It was safer that way. But with such a vast area to investigate, the Director understood completely.

The Director couldn't really remember a time where Reno had lost a Turk or informant on a mission. Though, if he tried hard enough he probably could. Reno usually didn't usually need someone to bail him out either and he really screwed up. At least not to the point where it would cost lives. Though, Tseng wouldn't ever forget the mission where Reno had scratched his vehicle. But, that wasn't something he liked to think about as it was fixed and in the past.

Reno went on to explain that Kadaj was around as well, something that Tseng was well aware of. But, he didn't need to tell Reno that. It was important information regardless. He expressed that this was the report before finally closing his eyes to rest. The Director decided not to push it right now. He would get the full report from beginning to end. How he had ended up in an area with Kadaj and Sephiroth was beyond him. He also wanted to know how Reno had made it out alive. That wasn't usually a pair you'd walk away from to talk about.

Once the Turk was asleep, Tseng relaxed. The man was still breathing and that was the important part. The Director used Cure once more while he slept to try and heal up some of the wounds. Hopefully he'd feel at least a bit better in the morning. They had a lot to discuss and catch up on. Tseng didn't want to see Reno hurt. It was bad enough when he himself had been in the hospital in a coma for a week or so after his encounter with Sephiroth. It was lucky that Reeve had Cait Sith in the Temple to rescue him. He would not have made it otherwise.

The Director was still half asleep when Reno woke. It was the red head's movements that made Tseng open his eyes and sit up. He rubbed them briefly, not sure how he'd slept in the chair all evening. "You seem to be feeling better...."

[OOC - It's fine, Reno!]

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Rude would probably disagree with the assessment he was not Reno's keeper. Reno did put the guy through the ringer on a regular basis - so much so it had almost become a hobby to cause at least one irritation in the big guy's daily life. He knew he shouldn't but there was a spark of playfulness in Reno no one had ever been able to stamp out - and why would you want to? It might be a pain sometimes but that spark got him out of the most awkward situations (and into some crackers too). Living life like Rude was dull and the bald man would have to admit Reno made his life way more interesting. Who wanted a dull partner anyway? If you looked closely you'd find Reno was one of the most reliable Turks around and sometimes his tricks were predictable too: not even Tseng managed to escape Reno's boredom escapades without seeing them coming! (Or maybe Rude was going behind his back?!)

Reno muttered that it was too right Rude wasn't his baby sitter even if he did hold that practical function. Rude was his best friend and he'd die for the man in a heart beat. He'd destroy Shinra if he convinced him (and let's be fair, it probably wouldn't take that much). That kind of loyalty was rare, precious and extremely dangerous. Reno knew how to walk the line. He knew how to make it seem as though he'd never pick Rude - though he suspected he was only fooling himself on that one. Until Rude decided to leave, Reno would be there, his more vibrant shadow to his dark quiet one. They'd light up the universe together in a blaze of exploding fire crackers and clock out early after.

it didn't take a lot of courage or stamping down on suspicion for Reno to sleep: it would have if there had been anyone else about. That Leon guy, he seemed alright, a lot like Cloud which indicated he probably wouldn't slaughter him in his slumber but you could never really tell until you had fought out of a too dangerous scrap together. Falling asleep with Tseng in the room was easy. If Tseng wanted to kill him, he had that right, but Reno couldn't think of any good reason he'd have at the moment. Maybe one day. Maybe never. It was the way a Turk lived.

Settling down didn't take all that long. With Tseng here Reno felt safe to just slip off into dreamland knowing no harm would come to him, and if Tseng wanted to take him out him sleeping whilst injured would be the easiest time and since he couldn't stop himself from doing that there was no point in worrying about it. There was no point in worrying about anything you couldn't change. Like getting older. Lots of people went mental over it, driving themselves crazy. Not Reno.

"I guess yo," Reno said from his relaxed position, summoning up enough energy to cast a cure on himself. It had been handy snatching that little bit of materia. Turns out there was a way to cast without it. He just needed to do a little more research. "So how come you're here?" he asked.

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Tseng was very loyal to Rufus ShinRa. There was nothing that tied him to the company anymore. The thing that kept him as Director was his promise to Rufus. They had an agreement and Tseng had to keep his end of the promise. The President had kept his side of the deal. Though, it wasn't just a feeling of gratitude toward the man. It had grown to a mutual bond. It was odd to think it, but he viewed Rufus as a friend and comrade. He could have abandoned the man after ShinRa fell, but the four Turks agreed they couldn't leave him. They worked together and would all give their lives for one another.

Reno and Rude were the two that were closest in the group. Tseng was closer to Rufus and Elena than the other two. But, they had all been through a lot together. Tseng trusted them all with his life and he'd give his own to protect any of them. Elena was his partner. She was well past being a rookie with everything she'd gone through. But, he still saw her as the new recruit that couldn't keep her mouth shut. Just remembering her first few months on the job gave him a laugh still today. They had been through a lot of good things and a lot of bad things. He remembered some training missions and breaks they took in Wutai. The laughs that Reno would get screwing with Rufus and Rude. He even liked to mess with Elena at times. Then the hard times with Reno ending up in the hospital after taking down Sector 7. When he'd come face to face with Sephiroth in the Temple of the Ancients. When he thought that both he and Elena were dead in the Northern Crater. But, things usually turned out. He was sure things would for them as well this time.

There was only a few times in his life that he wanted to kill Reno. It was usually at work when Reno said or did something that caused an issue. But Reno was a friend to him and he'd protect the man no matter what. All he could do now was wait for Reno to start to recover. There wasn't much more he could do at the time.

But, with Reno waking, it meant he was going to be fine. This was all just a reminder at how dangerous Sephiroth was.

Tseng smirked faintly at his reply. "You guess?" He was highly amused as he sat up completely in his chair. He raised an eyebrow at the Turk's question as to why he was here. "I take it you mean my sitting here with you? I was asleep and you are in the only bed in the house." He commented as he stood up to toss him a fresh pack of bandages in case he wanted to change his current ones. "If you mean why I'm in Radiant Garden, you have Highwind to thank for that. He found me in a desert town named Agrabah and brought me back here. Aerith assisted me in getting a base of some sort set up here till I was able to get back to Edge. Now, what are you doing here? I thought you were back in Edge with Rufus? Have things changed?" He asked. He wanted to catch up on things back on Gaia and he wasn't sure what he was missing.

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Reno stretched out on the bed, wincing slightly as he did. He was still pretty sore from the beating he took, and his wounds were hardly closed but at least they weren't bleeding anymore and he was on his way towards mending. Without any proper medical equipment he'd probably end up with some fancy scars he'd make up some tall tale about that would become both epic and legendary (how Reno got his facial tattoos is known only to a few). The real story is usually something Reno keeps close to the chest. He is a Turk after all and knows best that knowledge is power and he isn't in the habit of giving anyone a hand up.

"Tch," reno made a noise of complaint. "You know that shit don't work on me boss," he said in response to Tseng telling him he was on the only available bed. If Tseng cared so much he wouldn't be on the damn bed. Guilt tripping so rarely worked on Reno. He was a man who took what he want and gave nothing back. He was a man whose remorse, if he had any, was easily over ridden. Yeah he felt bad about what ShinRa did to the planet, but not enough to do anything against Rufus. Not enough to start a revolution. Not enough to jump ship like the other Turks did. Reno's life was full of not caring enough about a lot of things. If he had his life would have turned out very differently.

"The Ancient?" Reno asked. He rather liked the girl and he knew Tseng had always been sweet on her. He knew better than to say anything against the pink dressed girl. Besides, she had saved Rufus and the Planet a couple of times over so really he was more likely to sing her praises than anything else. "That's interesting," he said.

"Planet went Dark," he said. "Swallowed by a never ending night. Haven't been back, but the road's still open," he said. "Should probably check it hasn't been overrun. What with Cloud being here and all," he added. Cloud was the best thing that had happened to the Planet. Able to save it in a heart beat was that kid.

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Tseng was aware the guilt trip wouldn't upset the red head. That was the reason he had said it. Had it been Elena he had said that to, she'd of been on her feet all apologetic. That girl was a trip sometimes as the Turk cracked the faintest smile at Reno with his response. "I'm aware. But, it's still amusing." He replied as he shifted up to his feet from the chair. It was a shame that they didn't have coffee in the worlds. That was one of the few things he felt like he could barely live without in these worlds. Some mornings he really needed that extra kick from the caffeine. That, and he quite enjoyed the taste of black coffee as well as the warmth. But, there was no reason to discuss this or even think about it. He didn't even know why it had come up in his head.

The Director might seem like a cold and heartless bastard, but he really did care about his team and charge. The only people that could tell his feelings were Reno, Rude, and Rufus. Elena was starting to get it, but she wasn't completely there just yet. That was why Reno was aware he always had feelings for Aerith. But, it had lessened a lot after she had died. Things had changed so much over the years and he didn't have the need to protect her anymore. She had friends now that would.

"Dark?" He asked with a faint frown. Their planet had gone dark? The was something that he did not want to hear. Was Rufus safe? He hadn't seen the President for a while. But, the last time was on Gaia and he was with Cissnei. "The President is probably still there. Great. I'll have to go there later to gather him. Then we need to find a way to handle Sephiroth. He's only causing issues for us again." He let out a defeated sigh. "Did you need anything to eat? Drink?" He asked as he shifted into the other room. He needed to make sure he had his gun and everything in order.

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"Pfft," Reno commented and wiggled his body comfortably. He didn't mind being all comfortable while Tseng was not. Reno was a selfish guy. He did what he liked within the bounds of his job. He knew how to play the system, get the job done and do it well. He was skilled, talented and personable. That was why he was Second and not Rude. rude didn't like to talk. He wasn't quite as adaptable as himself.

Or maybe they had just been high when they had selected him.

Reno wasn't one to dwell on the past so he didn't think much about why this or why that. Suddenly, realising Tseng appeared a bit restless, Reno asked, "Are you withdrawing yo?" he asked, forcing himself into a sitting position but not surrendering his position on the bed. "I'll find you some some place yo. Can't be too hard," he said knowing Tseng had one vice and in this broken world was probably missing it sorely.

"I don't think he's there yo," Reno commented. "I ain't got a clue where Rude is either," he admitted. "You're the first one I've come across," he said. He had been feeling lonely. He had begun to despair that he'd never find any of them. Reno sighed sadly.

He snorted at Tseng's statement that Sephiroth was causing them problems. "No shit," he replied cynically.

Reno shrugged. "I'm fine," he said though he didn't honestly last know when he ate. Reno wasn't a person bothered about sustenance. He probably should eat something.