Feel free to rescue, Baldur
The first sign Seung had that tonight was not going to go well was the confused expression on the security guard's face as he looked over his identification papers, as if he was trying to puzzle out the name and origin written there and not having much success.
"This your real name, son?" He asked, scratching the back of his head. He turned to his partner, who was sprawled out in a chair in the back, his feet up on the desk with a beer in hand, eyes locked on a mini television set. "They really hiring those squint-eyes for research now, Wedge?"
"Hmmm. Whazzat?" Wedge glanced over the screen, blinking a few times. Then something seemed to dawn on him, and he gestured with his drink, a foam splashing over the edge as he did so. "Oh! I think I heard something about that." He got up and sauntered over. "Seems there's some Turk going around tonight, Vicks, asking questions. Something about Wutai."
He grabbed Seung's arm - none too gently - and began to lead him inside. "You better come with us, buddy. Maybe you can make us some tea while we wait." He added, snickering, and Vicks laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all night.
Seung’s first reaction was to cry out and yell for help, but as usual…he suppressed that. Besides, who was going to help him here? Everybody here worked for the same people, so he doubted anybody would come running.
“B-but… I was hired here! I swear on it!” He didn’t like the way this guard was gripping him. It hurt.
He should have just waited to come in the morning!
"This your real name, son?" He asked, scratching the back of his head. He turned to his partner, who was sprawled out in a chair in the back, his feet up on the desk with a beer in hand, eyes locked on a mini television set. "They really hiring those squint-eyes for research now, Wedge?"
"Hmmm. Whazzat?" Wedge glanced over the screen, blinking a few times. Then something seemed to dawn on him, and he gestured with his drink, a foam splashing over the edge as he did so. "Oh! I think I heard something about that." He got up and sauntered over. "Seems there's some Turk going around tonight, Vicks, asking questions. Something about Wutai."
He grabbed Seung's arm - none too gently - and began to lead him inside. "You better come with us, buddy. Maybe you can make us some tea while we wait." He added, snickering, and Vicks laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all night.
Seung’s first reaction was to cry out and yell for help, but as usual…he suppressed that. Besides, who was going to help him here? Everybody here worked for the same people, so he doubted anybody would come running.
“B-but… I was hired here! I swear on it!” He didn’t like the way this guard was gripping him. It hurt.
He should have just waited to come in the morning!