Date: 2011-02-28 05:02 am (UTC)
sleazeoverstyle: (got any more ways to say kiss my ass?)
Like always, he laughs down into his food, which is as good as ever and better than most anyplace else. "Not to me, Sin." He's the one who sets 'em. "Fuck, if I got taken off guard by some friggin' explosion, I wouldn't be earnin' my paycheck."

He's a friggin' Turk and everyone knows it. They know it here 'cause they know him, but they know it everyplace else 'cause of what he wears. It ain't no secret; everyone here knows Shin-Ra and everyone who knows Shin-Ra knows the Turks, and everyone here who knows the Turks knows him and Rude.

So it ain't somethin' he usually offers up. It's just the way things go here, 'cause this was the center of business for Shin-Ra until the city got destroyed.

What he does now? A little different, but it's his day off and nothin' he needs to think about. 'Cause if he does, he'll realize how much he misses the good old days. Yeah, bring him some mayhem, some death, some murder, some terrorism, throw in a little kidnapping, blow up a thing or two, and he's a real happy camper.
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