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Snapshot	By : crystalwind Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warnings: Rude moping a lot…

Interlude One – Back on the Horse

Year 486
It was naïve, really, to think that he could hide his consternation from his boyfriend, no matter how estranged they’d become lately. Of course Price would have noticed his sudden silence at lunch; of course he’d recognized the breathing patterns that every Turk was taught when they needed to regulate their breathing. Of course he had lied when he said that he was going to the Tech Lab. By the time that Rude was finished reporting to Tseng, Price was long gone.
Rude spent the next few weeks feeling like he was looking at the world through a fog. He had always been a quiet individual, bordering on the shy side, and Price was one of the few people in his life who he’d truly opened up to. The blonde’s betrayal was like a blast of cold water, full of painful, stabbing sensations that were quickly followed by numbness and disbelief. Rude was entirely unsurprised when he was put on light duty for a while; he was too shocked to retain the situational awareness and reaction times that he needed for anything else. He vaguely wondered, more than a few times, why Tseng didn’t simply get rid of him; clearly, he was some kind of liability – look how easily he had been duped, after all. Those thoughts skittered across the surface of his hazy subconscious before sinking back into oblivion just like everything else.
Every so often, Rude would overhear snippets of conversation about the search for the renegade Turk. The hunters were coming up empty-handed; Price, having been trained by the very people who were now searching for him, knew exactly what to do to avoid detection, and he was nowhere to be found. During the brief moments when thinking about Price wasn’t painful enough to make him recoil back into his stupor, Rude decided that it wasn’t too surprising that Price couldn’t be found. He’d graduated towards the top of the class, after all, and an organization like the Lich probably had all of the people and equipment necessary to give someone a new face and identity. Price would have to be a fool not to make use of those resources.

A delicate surgery, performed in a run-down factory that brought to mind serious questions about sanitation, was enough to change pale blue eyes to a honey-colored brown. Skin crèmes did the trick of turning sun-bronzed skin into a pale color more suited to the Slums, and a simple haircut was enough to change his hairstyle. A few reconstructive surgeries later, and the man once known as Price was physically unrecognizable to anyone who had known him. The hardest part was changing his voice but, in the end, he had the soft drawl perfected. Now, he and Tanner just had to lay the groundwork for what was to come.

It was the blond hair that first caught Rude’s attention. They had been trying to put a face to Sim’s name for some time now, and surveillance efforts had finally pulled through. The honey-colored eyes of Tanner’s former lover stared out of the photo; the hair was really the only part of him that reminded Rude at all of Price. Hair down in the Slums tended to be a mousy sort of brown, but he supposed that if someone with Reno’s hair color was running around, then a true blonde wasn’t that much of a surprise after all. The photograph was, however, enough to finally snap him out of the morose fog that had enveloped his world since Price’s betrayal. Price may have gone underground, but Tanner was still out there, still making plans, still following Reno around. It was time to finally get back to work.

I’m sorry for such a long wait, and for such a damned short chapter. Writer’s block struck, then life got busy, then I moved from the States to Germany, and so writing kind of fell by the wayside. I’ve been wanting to finally finish this chapter for a long time, but it was really hard to pick it up again after so long. We’re right before Chapter 3 of The Reaper though (“The Meet”), so a lot of this is going to start mirroring that story from a different point of view – hopefully that will make it a bit easier to work through.
In a completely unrelated aside, I’ve realized that the Army has ruined a lot of Hollywood for me. Seriously.
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Normally I try to reply to these individually, but given my long absence… there have been a lot of them. So, a mass “thank you!” will have to suffice. For those who are wondering, “OPTEMPO” is military jargon for Operational Tempo – basically, they’ve got all kinds of operations going on at a crazy pace right now.
Also, for those of you who have been going “WTF!?!” about The Reaper’s Epilogue… I guess I should clarify that it occurs some time after Reno and Rude’s vacation. More specifically, that event occurs towards the middle-end of Fallen. I probably should have indicated a time lapse at the start of the chapter -blush-
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