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Post by guinne on Feb 3, 2009 16:28:05 GMT -6
Reno shut off the helicopter, following his fellow Turks' lead and getting off the copter. He stood next to Rude.
"Gongaga, yo. You guys know what to do."
Guinne took a moment to make sure his Bolt materia was secure in the slot of his meteor hammer. He glanced at Geoffrey, unhappy the pompous jerk had to tag along, before sneaking a peek at Rude.
He turned to L.A. "Ready?"
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Post by alexandra on Feb 3, 2009 16:48:47 GMT -6
L.A. smiled cheekily, feeling much more comfortable on the ground now, instead of freefalling from the air. She reached under her jacket, patting her gun, which was tucked into her belt. "You know it." She said, her words dripping with excitement.
Rude meanwhile, stood to the side next to his partner. He observed the two newer Turks and felt a slight concern for them, heading into this mission. It was dangerous, like all missions, but this one seemed to hold some sort of new proximity to the danger. AVALANCHE could prove to be difficult and spastic. They could blow the whole reactor if this mission proved to be a failure. Their very destination itself was a danger zone. He looked to the redhead, sighing. "Do you...really think they can do this?"
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Post by fayden on Feb 3, 2009 17:28:55 GMT -6
Geoffrey, after a quick auto-cursory check, had walked up a few more steps, but refrained from moving any farther; who knew if AVALANCHE had managed to stick bombs in already? He felt a certain sense of relief at having two full-blown members, but as he retorted to himself, they seemed rather averse to give him a hand should he need one.
Hopefully they had knives in there. Batty old scientists had to eat, right...?
Well, he hoped so; and he had the rather uncomfortable feeling that his life would depend on it.
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Post by guinne on Feb 3, 2009 18:06:46 GMT -6
Guinne grinned back at her. "We'll show that snotty punk how real Turks work," he laughed, swinging the meteor hammer slightly. He started walking towards the path into Gongaga, pumped.
Reno followed Rude's gaze towards the two. "They'll be fine, yo. We both know crazy L.A., and Guinne is a quick kid. They may make a fumble here and there but with you here," he chuckled lightly. "I think that Guinne will perform well as your decoy." He looked over to Geoffrey. "How do you think Rookie is going to do?"
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Post by alexandra on Feb 3, 2009 18:13:09 GMT -6
Rude glanced at the Geoffrey, who seemed off in his own land, and who had walked far ahead of them. He chuckled, "For a Rookie, he seems awfully brazen." But then again, that was his personality. Reno had been like that too, when first joining, as Tseng told him. Some could never be broken. At the very least, the young male was quiet, observant from what he could tell, and an observationist was always good to have along.
L.A. skipped along, yes skipped, next to Guinne. "Snotty punk is right!" She sniffled in, preparing her nerves for their momentous mission
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Post by fayden on Feb 3, 2009 18:18:25 GMT -6
Geoffrey stared off in the distance, unaware that the two were approaching closer. Without warning, he started cycling backwards, and abruptly tripped on a rather large-and-hook-like stone. He managed to catch his balance at the last moment, but it was clearly obvious he had lost balance at one point, and was dusting himself off brazenly, staring up to the sky to cloak his slightly pink face.
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Post by guinne on Feb 3, 2009 18:34:31 GMT -6
Guinne bit back a smile at Geoffrey tripping, but the amusement in his face showed anyway. He gave Geoffrey's should a light push as he passed him. "Come on intern. Time to observe the professionals."
Reno nodded at Rude's assessment. "True. Guess we'll find out when L.A. rants our ears off about him later."
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Post by alexandra on Feb 3, 2009 18:38:17 GMT -6
L.A. snorted, full out laughing at his stumble, which she found to be oddly cute in a clumsy awkward way. He was so poised and then WHAM. Epic trip. Was this guy for real about being a Turk?
Then again, she tripped and fell on a constant basis herself, so she couldn't be one to talk. She was grinning from ear to ear as she passed Geoffrey, still laughing.
Rude shook his head at the group, chuckling lightly. "I can't wait." He said, hinting sarcasm. There was nothing like a good rant from L.A. after every tiring mission.
"Though she does try, doesn't she?" She was a committed member, unlike so many who had betrayed Shinra and paid the price. And even her partner Guinne had loyalty. He respected them for that.
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Post by fayden on Feb 3, 2009 18:54:46 GMT -6
Geoffrey had let down his head and was now yelling at the lot of them. "S-shut up, it's not funny!", he declare-snapped at them, with dramatic pointing. He had finished his cleaning-up of his visible self, and was hurrying up to them. "Stop giggling, this is serious," he added as an afterthought, relatively coolly, although he was still fidgeting slightly.
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Post by guinne on Feb 3, 2009 19:20:14 GMT -6
Guinne smiled at him, glad to see he could be caught off balance everyone once in awhile. Made him less of a jerk and more human in Guinne's eyes. "Don't worry Geoffrey, We'll watch your clumsy butt, protect you from the bad guys. You're safe with us." He walked up the trail, turning at the fork towards the reactor.
Reno laughed at Rude's sarcastic remark. He nodded. "She does try hard. So does shorty." He stuck his hands in his pocket, watching Guinne, L.A and Geoffrey dissappear out of sight. He started in the direction of the reactor as well.
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Post by alexandra on Feb 4, 2009 14:37:46 GMT -6
L.A. nodded in response to Guinne. "Yup, you're in gooooood hands. Don't you fret." She beamed at Geoffrey, ready to show him what they were made of and prove just how serious the Turks were.
Rude followed behind Reno on the trail. He had been thinking about something in the helicopter before. AVALANCHE....it seemed like such a small rebellious group, yet now it was seen as the most dangerous in Shinra's eyes. But they were a small group against a giant empire. Did they really believe they could change Shinra's mind? It seemed noble in the eyes of some, but it was foolish. Hypocritical even. These "activist" groups who all claimed to be saving the planet USED Shinra's Electricity. What did this make the world? A planet full of hypocrites? Rude smirked to himself, continuing to walk beside Reno.
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Post by fayden on Feb 4, 2009 14:50:03 GMT -6
Geoffrey affixed them with glares as he walked behind them. "I highly doubt that, you look as sanguine as ever," he noted wryly, jumping over another obstruction in the road, that of being what seemed to be a large root. It was decaying, with not even a patch of lichen growing on its cadaverous form. He frowned at it slightly, looking back, but shortly returned his (admittedly short) attention to what led before them.
Namely, the city of Gongaga. Or was it Gogaga? He wasn't quite sure, having encountered both spellings several times.
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Post by guinne on Feb 4, 2009 16:35:06 GMT -6
Guinne laughed. "Sanguine because we're awesome." He could see the reactor already, behind the green surrounding the backwater village. He wished he could have grown up in an interesting area.
Reno stepped off the trail leading to the reactor, leading Rude down a barely beaten path around to the back of the place. "So partner, what do you say, after this, we go out for a round?" He stepped carefully over a puddle of mud, attempting to keep his suit somewhat decent. "It'll make L.A.'s ranting a bit more bearable."
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Post by alexandra on Feb 4, 2009 16:59:57 GMT -6
L.A. furrowed her brows, licking her chapped lips as she leapt over puddles of mud.
"Sanguine? 'Guine' as in Guinne? Does he mean you?" She asked, pointing at her partner in curiosity. She was never an advocate (ha!) for bigger words than need be in more dire situations.
Rude chuckled, avoiding mounds of mud with relative ease. "Sure, partner." He could defintely go for a drink or two.
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Post by fayden on Feb 4, 2009 17:44:30 GMT -6
Frowning, Geoffrey observed their answers. "No, 'sanguine' as in thirsting for blood. You're the most sanguine of us all," he noted/taunted, pointing accusingly at the female, the corner of a lip twitching slightly. "Is that it?", he inquired, slightly more genially, pointing to what seemed to be a large building with some green radioactive-looking glow streaming out from the many windows, a few of which had rather unattractive blinds.
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