Only the Good Die Young
Who: Scarlet West gunnin_for_ya, Reeve Tuesti animus_inspire, Elena puisne_turk, Rude tacit_turk, and anyone I might have forgotten?
When: MORNING, Day 45
Location: WRO HQ
Rating: PG-13 for, um, Scarlet?
Summary: The gang from ShinRa arrive at the WRO, and go about their work from there. Let's get the ball rolling!
The WRO airfield had pits in it.
Well, alright, so they weren't there any more. But they had been. Once. As the small airship came in for a landing, Scarlet spent her time carefully inspecting the tarmac below for the discoloration that spoke of repaving. She'd done a little research. Apparently, Deepground had taken a whole host of Dragonflys to the place. If she was lucky, she'd be able to rustle up some security footage of the air raid and watch her babies make craters of Tuesti's kumbaya goon squad.
It was still always a bit of a shock to hear people talk about Deepground like it hadn't been one of the most secret projects on the face of Gaia, though logically she knew it wasn't such a secret any more. What the hell-- everything else had changed, why not security clearance, too?
As the airship set down, Scarlet shot a glance at the two Turks accompanying her. One was Rude, the tall bald one who barely ever spoke. Scarlet had no beef with him. But the other was Elena, the pretty little blonde that Scarlet was certain had destroyed her mini-slasher while Scarlet had been otherwise occupied, and that called for retaliation.
The airship settled, and Scarlet motioned for Elena to grab her bags.
Time to raise some hell.
When: MORNING, Day 45
Location: WRO HQ
Rating: PG-13 for, um, Scarlet?
Summary: The gang from ShinRa arrive at the WRO, and go about their work from there. Let's get the ball rolling!
The WRO airfield had pits in it.
Well, alright, so they weren't there any more. But they had been. Once. As the small airship came in for a landing, Scarlet spent her time carefully inspecting the tarmac below for the discoloration that spoke of repaving. She'd done a little research. Apparently, Deepground had taken a whole host of Dragonflys to the place. If she was lucky, she'd be able to rustle up some security footage of the air raid and watch her babies make craters of Tuesti's kumbaya goon squad.
It was still always a bit of a shock to hear people talk about Deepground like it hadn't been one of the most secret projects on the face of Gaia, though logically she knew it wasn't such a secret any more. What the hell-- everything else had changed, why not security clearance, too?
As the airship set down, Scarlet shot a glance at the two Turks accompanying her. One was Rude, the tall bald one who barely ever spoke. Scarlet had no beef with him. But the other was Elena, the pretty little blonde that Scarlet was certain had destroyed her mini-slasher while Scarlet had been otherwise occupied, and that called for retaliation.
The airship settled, and Scarlet motioned for Elena to grab her bags.
Time to raise some hell.