Final Fantasy VII: Reverie | By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Leira stared out her window as they descended the hill in Reno’s car. Around turns, she would catch glimpses of his flame red hair in the driver side mirror. She sat back in the bench seat fully relaxed at the sight of his sunglasses covering his eyes. “Nice to see they’re finally getting some use.” she quipped.
Reno smiled and lifted a hand off the steering wheel to flip her off then returned to his normal driving posture.
Timal rolled his eyes and jabbed Leira in the side. “Hey, hey, you. What did I look like when I died?” His emotionless tone stunned everyone in the car.
Tseng lifted an eyebrow and studied the back of the man’s head. The SOLDIER seemed to be intent on hearing the Elite’s response to his question more so then anyone else.
Rude turned in his seat to watch the events unfold in the back seat. “You looked like an average dead guy.” He answered in Leira’s stead.
“You were laid out with your eyes closed, staining Leira’s uniform.” Tseng said coldly.
“When I want to hear from his royal highness, and goon, I’ll be sure to call on you.” The SOLDIER told Tseng off in Wutaian.
A couple more minutes went by in silence. No one knew what to say to the other since the original conversation derailed so abruptly. Tseng thought himself the only person intrigued by the SOLDIER’s subject change. Idiot was probably responsible for the civilian becoming such a big nuisance in the first place. He folded his hands in his lap but still watched his fellow countryman.
“Timmy, it’s bad enough we had to back track. When we noticed you weren’t at the reactor we thought you got Lei killed. Lucky for you we’re tight, man.” Reno did his best to speak and drive. The area of Mt. Nibel he navigated was a sharp peak with a treacherous spiraling road wrapped around. The Turks had indeed gone out of their way to rescue Leira and Timal.
The SOLDIER brushed his friend off and focused on Leira and again.
“Can you leave me alone? Reno’s driving is making me nervous.” She spoke as she felt the man’s eyes on her.
“Just one question.” Timal told her, taking her hand in his.
“What?”
“Do you feel like we are being summoned?”
“We were. Shinra-”
Rude turned in his seat while Tseng looked on.
The SOLDIER sighed. “No not Shinra. Someone else.” His grip on her hand tightened. “Someone a little more personal…like we’re meant to be here for a greater purpose.”
“Tseng?” Reno raised a hand to flag the attention of his boss. “Is that some kind of Wutai belief system? It sounds creepy.” His eyes glowed dangerously.
“Pah-leese!” Timal scoffed. “Show’s you how much you know about us Wutees, Reno. Tseng’s not even the same faith. That son of a bitch was a prince back home till he ran away and that moron Godo took over.”
“My family was exiled, you retard! I was only a child when Godo declared war on Shinra-what was I supposed to do?” Tseng had almost reached a breaking point in dealing with the rude SOLDIER. “Will you leave her alone?” he spat in Wutaian.
Reno lowered his eyes briefly and put a hand to his forehead. Please, Timmy, just do us all a favor and shut up.
Finally, the Mt. Nibel reactor came into view. Being the oldest of the Shinra Electric Power Company’s Mako reactors, its appearance was not nearly as streamlined. Its tapered steel body reminded many Shinra of a wedding cake or a rocket from the old space administration. Whatever the case, the party of Turks had arrived in time to see several SOLDIERs waiting for them at its base.
Once more, everyone exited the vehicle. Tseng approached one of the SOLDIERs. “Any new developments?”
“Yes, sir.” The man answered and handed Tseng a clipboard. The man in the blue armor turned and pointed at the reactor. “We suspect that Sephiroth, Cloud and Zack are still there as well as two unknown civilians. Hojo sent us word not to interfere. We’re supposed to leave this all to you guys.”
Tseng flipped through the pages disinterested with what the reports offered. “What about the one troublemaker?”
Another SOLDIER joined the discussion. “Oh, that guy!” he chuckled and pointed at Timal. “The Wuttie over there couldn’t handle him so Hojo wanted us to take care of him…until he sent the report out.”
“This report?” Tseng asked removing a piece of paper. “This one here; forbidding any SOLDIER entry? What’s the point of having anyone here at all, then?”
The dual SOLDIERs shrugged. “That’s what we were wondering.”
Timal shook his head in disbelief as Tseng ordered Reno and Rude to go into the reactor.
“Lock and load, Rude, it’s up to us!” the redhead smiled and removed his electromag rod from his jacket.
The two were almost to the base of the reactor’s staircase when Timal grabbed Leira roughly by the arm and dragged her between them. “Me and the chick are going on ahead. This is my fight.”
Tseng looked around for a moment and shook his head. “I’m going along.”
“Hey, Timmy, what do you need her for?!” Reno shouted after them.
“Sex appeal!” The SOLDIER yelled disappearing into the Nibel rector.
The inside of the aging reactor looked like a poorly lit obstacle course. Timal dug his gloved fingers into Leira’s arm one more time then dropped it.
“OW, ow, ow!” She screamed in pain and rolled up her sleeve to asses the damage. Red finger shaped welts were beginning to disappear.
The SOLDIER disregarded her and turned a couple times to inspect his surroundings then looked down.
A thin black platform suspended the two high above the reactor’s core.
“You heard the SOLDIERs back there, didn’t you? We’re not supposed to be here. Let’s go back.”
“No.” Timal responded.
“You don’t even know where we’re going.” Leira shot back.
Suddenly, the SOLDIER noticed two thin pipes extending from the underside of the platform. “Hey, look! It’s a bridge!”
“That hardly looks safe.” Leira crossed her arms at her chest and watched as the man effortlessly made it to the other side.
“Ah, c’mon, honey. You’re a big bad Elite. Don’t be such a chicken shit.”
“I want to wait for Tseng!” she called after him. “We are not supposed to be doing this.”
“Whatever.” The tall Wutaian laughed to himself before figuring out the next section of the path. His narrow eyes rested on a tiny switch panel. “Will you get over here? I think this part is an elevator.”
Leira found herself far from enthusiastic upon hearing the SOLDIER’s discovery. Whereas the platform she stood on was metal and sturdy, the tiny portion beneath the SOLDIER was nothing more then thinly cut wooden planks that looked like they had seen better days.
“Yo! Are you comin’?” he yelled after her and pointed at the area before his boots. “Room for one more, toots!”
Leira shrugged and looked over her shoulder. Tseng was nowhere in sight. With a sigh of defeat, she swallowed her remaining pride and joined the SOLDIER.
“That’s it all aboard! Level three: missing Shinra, darkness, who knows what, and lady’s lingerie!” he chortled and pressed the button to activate the elevator.
Steadily, the platform made its drop into the reactor. Doing her best to disguise her fear, Leira inched her body closer to Timal. She kept the faceplate of her helmet away from him and embraced herself. Leira stopped her backing when she felt his left hand through her uniform.
A large pipe ran through the stonewall directly across from them creating a type of waterfall. The water and…Mako mix, she assumed, must be keeping the core of the reactor cool. Cautiously, she craned her neck in order to view their awaiting destination better.
“Don’t stick your neck out too far.” Timal said cagily and knuckled the rear flap of her uniform‘s skirting, “You’re liable to fall.”
Leira did her best not to hit him. “Or be pushed; gee thanks you, moron!”
The sound the elevator emitted was less then music to her ears. While her companion hummed a strange little Wutaian ditty, she clenched her fists and thighs together as the lift squealed and rattled. The closer they got to the core the more the mobile platform bucked. A terrified Leira prayed the thing would not shake apart and dump them into the watery Mako below.
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