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Retreat
0 ReviewsReno did not want to retreat.
Retreat
"Go!"
It was supposed to be a simple mission with no interference. He should have known otherwise. A Turks is supposed to be prepared for everything, but despite the kind of mission this was, he was relaxed and carefree as he always has been, not suspicions of what was to come what so ever.
He wanted to get this done and over with, return to Midgar, and get the afternoon off, though he highly doubted the latter would actually happened. None the less they would all return to Midgar.
Reno of the Turks was perhaps more loyal to the Turks than to Shinra itself. He hated not expecting this /twist/, he hated not reacting fast enough, and most of all he hated retreating, infinitely more then he had hated doing so in the past. This was different; this was a retreat that signified putting the mission before the comrades, which he would do without a second thought if they were regular Shinra, but they were Turks.
Elena's voice telling to escape with what could have been her last breath, while Tseng lay apparently lifelessly on the ground of the Northern Crater, would ring out in his mind throughout the entire helicopter ride back to Midgar.
He felt like a traitor, and it made him miss the times when he had to run away dodging bullets alongside Rude; but Tseng and Elena were not escaping with him now. They stayed behind and he continued the mission.
Part of being a Turks was remaining cool, and composed, something that he did rather well. Carefree and somewhat playful, that day his mood was even less serious than usual. One would say he didn't give a care; but he did, which is why he continued being Reno of the Turks.
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Disclaimer, I do not own Final Fantasy VII.
"Go!"
It was supposed to be a simple mission with no interference. He should have known otherwise. A Turks is supposed to be prepared for everything, but despite the kind of mission this was, he was relaxed and carefree as he always has been, not suspicions of what was to come what so ever.
He wanted to get this done and over with, return to Midgar, and get the afternoon off, though he highly doubted the latter would actually happened. None the less they would all return to Midgar.
Reno of the Turks was perhaps more loyal to the Turks than to Shinra itself. He hated not expecting this /twist/, he hated not reacting fast enough, and most of all he hated retreating, infinitely more then he had hated doing so in the past. This was different; this was a retreat that signified putting the mission before the comrades, which he would do without a second thought if they were regular Shinra, but they were Turks.
Elena's voice telling to escape with what could have been her last breath, while Tseng lay apparently lifelessly on the ground of the Northern Crater, would ring out in his mind throughout the entire helicopter ride back to Midgar.
He felt like a traitor, and it made him miss the times when he had to run away dodging bullets alongside Rude; but Tseng and Elena were not escaping with him now. They stayed behind and he continued the mission.
Part of being a Turks was remaining cool, and composed, something that he did rather well. Carefree and somewhat playful, that day his mood was even less serious than usual. One would say he didn't give a care; but he did, which is why he continued being Reno of the Turks.
End
Disclaimer, I do not own Final Fantasy VII.
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