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Hey, Elena. Didn’t mean to stand you up or anything last night, I just got a little held up. We can still talk if you want—same place, same time.

And yeah, boss? We should probably talk, too.

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If you say so... :\

I think they are. Most people...under Special Counseling are given orders to hurt, not kill. I actually ended up healing someone when he got shot in the gut. I really don't know what kind of sick stunt they're pulling, but they want us alive and more-or-less intact for it.

And yeah, he is. I don't know why...but he is. He seems to have grown something of a soft spot for me. Or as soft a spot as he can ever develop towards another human being, at any rate.

I know. No orders to capture, either. Like there's no real purpose to any of it.

Probably has his reasons. You're attracting a decent crowd of men here, aren't you?

...

[written so messily it's almost impossible to tell that it's the same handwriting as the responses above it]

Not you, too? Oh God.

Yeah. Guess they pulled the short straw for me. Don't be having a fit, yeah? No one died and I didn't get all that busted up, anyway.

Who was there?

Yuffie, some kid named Sasuke, one unknown, and the President. Think I saw Renji and a couple of others, too, but they snuck away.

...Great. Bet the President just loved that. Did they get anything off you? Weapons, materia, etc?

The EMR. Boss got it. I figure it'll serve as an apology gift or something. Don't think anyone bothered to go after the pistol

Huh. That was actually pretty lucky. Every cloud has a silver lining, look on the sunny side, and all those other cliches.

If the President is willing to give it up, you'll probably have a weapon for Nightshifts.

He might be. Question is, does he still have it? I mean, I sure as hell didn't make it to my room on my own and someone came in to bandage me up while I was out. Assuming the boss got thrown back into his room, too, all of a sudden, I'm guessing he didn't have time to hide the thing.

...When I got SC, a guy got my gun. 9mm semi-automatic pistol--gift from my dad.

Kurosaki--the kid my age with the bright orange hair--kicked it out of my hand, and this other guy grabbed it and ran. I think he might have kept it. I dunno...haven't seen him sense. "Hope springs eternal," I guess, if we're still doing those cliches.

Damn it. I need a weapon.

Oh, yeah? Well, if it makes you feel better, you were still lugging it around in the future.

Shit, tell me about it.

...Think we're spoiled from Shin-Ra's massive as hell weapons storage?

...Oh, that's good to know.

And I think that's a pretty astute observation, Reno. We're spoiled as hell...and I haven't even LIVED through the best of it yet.

I want my gun back. I feel naked without it.

Well, wouldn't say we're completely spoiled. We just don't pay with gil, that's all.

Yeah. I haven't gone a day without my EMR until now. And I still want a goddamned smoke.

...Seriously. And would it KILL them to serve some coffee in the mornings? Sheesh.

If it did, then I really wish they'd serve it.

Indeed.

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