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three | Broadcast Mind - Memory

Feb 21, 2011 00:54

Your vision is blurred, if only slightly, by what some avid "enthusiasts" might recognize as drunk. You're looking down at a pair of hands, male hands, cut off by the black cuffs of a suit jacket infused with non-filtered tobacco, slender, young fingers fiddling absently with a matchbook ( Read more... )

-event: broadcast mind, zack fair, !reno

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fingersloophole February 22 2011, 02:49:21 UTC

[He watches. Wonders where he was. Remembers. And wonders how many of the other Turks spent the night in similar dives, drinking similar liquids, and thinking similar thoughts.]

And is that the worst thing you ever did?

bulletsforbaby February 22 2011, 22:37:22 UTC

... what?

[Waitasec. He saw that?]

Shit, I dunno. Probably?

fingersloophole February 23 2011, 01:29:40 UTC

...this place does that sometimes. Broadcasts thoughts and dreams. Memories.

We all do things that haunt us. All for duty, right? [He's trying to be comforting! Papa chocobo and poor little chicks.]

Voice i_love_squats February 22 2011, 16:57:23 UTC

[This is the first time he saw anything close to the horror he heard about, and he doesn't know what to say. The congratulatory voices makes him sick, and he wants to throw the Forge, wants to crush it, wants to scream and ask what the hell is WRONG with these people; families are DEAD, destroyed, dust, will probably never be found for a proper burial and people are just....just HAPPY? Partying?!]

[And Reno, it doesn't matter if you regret it; you did it. It's the clearest sign that Turks and SOLDIER are light years apart... But there's a momentary doubt, because how many SOLDIER would do anything their masters called for?

Tch.

[He doesn't say anything else, just turns off the communicator and goes to punch walls or something. Something.]

Voice bulletsforbaby February 22 2011, 22:38:36 UTC

Well, fuck me. Was that you, or static?

[sigh.]

Voice i_love_squats February 22 2011, 23:14:05 UTC

[There's a long, long pause, as if he's debating on whether or not to answer. It stretched, elastic, far beyond what it should have gone, and finally, finally he muttered under his breath. Going through this once was enough; twice was too much.]

Why, Reno? Why'd you do it?

Voice bulletsforbaby February 22 2011, 23:41:17 UTC

Because it's... it was my job, dickface.

[Is it still? Sure, he was still a Turk by title, but what of Shinra? It didn't exist here. Kind of... yeah.]

[All dressed up, and nowhere to go.]

It was a long time ago. Don't shit on me for it now, yo.

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