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[urbandev]

[Reeve's computer flickers on mid-conversation, obviously, as he and two others are leaning over a map. The other man wears a long, tattered red cloak. The girl seems to be wearing a bikini top and a miniskirt and has her short hair tied back with a bright yellow scarf -- probably not WRO regulation uniform. Reeve's first words are too muffled for

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[number1112]

Are you all right?

[urbandev]

I'm fine.

Thank you, 11-12.

[number1112]

Are you certain?

[urbandev]

Let's say rather there's nothing you can do.

[ihu.]

[urbandev]

[BRING IT, BITCH.]

[that is a total lie and you know it.]

[ironysoul]

[OKAY.]

[rockmyrod]

Alienating yourself...you're pretty maladaptive for a smart guy, Reeve. Oy.

[urbandev]

If she were really mad, she'd still be in here screaming at me.

...On that note, I've gone and pissed off Rufus as well. Probably better for you not to be seen with me, turkling.

[rockmyrod]

Silence is a powerful thing.

I know you've gone and pissed off Rufus, but you're not using that as an excuse to ostracize me, man. I'm out of it, not involved, it's between you and Rufus to fix and...I might just be spitballin' here, but I'm guessing he's been yanking your chain too.

Find a middle road, Reeve. I don't want you tangling with Rufus.

[urbandev]

Silence is Vincent's weapon. Yuffie has other methods.

I'm not trying to involve you, Reno, or ostracize you. I'm just telling you the truth.

[pettedasnake]

.... who were they?

[urbandev]

My best friends.

[pettedasnake]

... is that normally how you talk to friends?

[urbandev]

Not normally, no.