#tsung of the turks

[holly-fixation]

Angelic Aid: Ch 7

Summary: The Prince of Jenova was training the Cetra. The Queen of Cetra was constructing walls along the perimeter of the city. No one knew what would happen to Aerith when left alone.

Inspired by this art by @tannarys on twitter and follow up art that is absolutely adorable

Please Enjoy!

Chapter 7: Counter Attack

War itself had always been unpredictable. No plan went accordingly. No success was guaranteed. Each side must think on their feet, to determine a new strategy or tactic that could withstand their enemy's forces. All anyone could do was prepare. Success, even for the simplest missions, was not guaranteed. From luck to detriment, an ever present factor of chaos decided the victor of each battle and ultimately the war itself. 

They should have been smarter. 

The Prince of Jenova spent his time since sunset training the Cetra warriors any last minute techniques he believed they could remember and use with only a day's training. The Queen of Cetra traveled the perimeter of the city, both confirming and aiding in the construction of walls with Earth materia. Each barrier required a special technique only the Cetra upper class had perfected, leaving the princess in the royal home alone. 

Aerith didn't mind, however. Whether or not she spent time with others, she always felt The Planet near her. She never felt alone, their voices filling the void of emptiness. Still, she made progress. Her healing spells were almost capable of reviving sections of her garden that did not seem like they would survive. Large injuries were still… difficult for her, but she certainly made progress and never gave up on her self taught lessons. She hoped to master the spell before the battle tomorrow. 

Aerith stood in the garden with an instruction book on the bench and healing materia in her hand. She kept a patch of very brown grass in a pot she watered once every five days. She wanted to revive it with her magic rather than her gardening skill. 

Magic was instant. Agriculture took time. She needed to be ready. 

The only natural light came from the open doorway to her home, the sun just below the horizon and the sky clinging to dark blue fading to black. It wasn't too late, and she wasn't too tired. It was hard, being alone for so long, but her constant failure to revive the not-yet-dead grass was harder.

She should have been paying attention to her surroundings. She should have locked every door and window the moment it got dark. She took a risk. But the Cetra were running out of time to be safe. 

Mog, with Cait Sith on top, jumped over the fence and into the garden. 

Aerith noticed them and closed her book. “Mr. Reeve? What are you doing here?”

“Looking for your mom and Sephiroth,” Cait Sith answered.

Her head tilted a bit, a small pause in her realization. “Mr. Reeve, why are you talking through your robots? Are you okay?”

“Reeve can't get to the controls right now, but he asked us to check up on you.” The machines kept moving closer. 

Something deep in Aerith turned dark, her eyes slightly widening as she began backing away, fumbling with the materia attached to her side. 

“Don't make this harder than it needs to be, Princess of Cetra.”

She couldn't run fast enough to avoid its launch. The massive hand of the white creature lassoed her arm, the mechanical lock clicking in place and sealing her fate. 

Aerith screamed and casted the biggest ice spells she could muster, frost growing from the base of the Mog across her arm. “Let go! Let me go!”

“It's time to teach your people a lesson.” Whoever was speaking through the machine wasn't Reeve. Whoever gave it new orders wanted the Cetra to suffer. “This is for Junon.”

She kept twisting and struggling and yelling for help, “Help! Help! Mama! SEPHIROTH!”

A single bang to the back of her head and everything went dark. 

…

It stung. Her head throbbed, but she tried to swallow her groan. When she woke, she heard muddled orders and commands, her eyes twitching and fluttering against the sounds before the lids finally opened. 

Walls of sky blue materia reached to the stars like mountains, and threads of the Lifestream strummed below with a perfect green glow. Dark floating islands shifted liquidly as the stairs led straight to her as well as the humans in dark clothing and the android she could no longer trust.

She knew exactly where they were. 

Her hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were bound by her ankles. She couldn't move far. She didn't have enough control over her materia to slowly freeze and possibly shatter the restraints. Even if she could, where would she run? They kept her at the center of the island, not a single obstacle in their way to aid her escape.

Someone grabbed her braid and twisted it painfully. Her vision finally cleared to see a man with straight black hair and a single dot in the center of his forehead. 

“Where is it?” His voice portrayed no emotion, but the tightening of his grip made her cry out.

“I don’t know!”

“You know. It’s somewhere hidden and protected with your lives, Cetra.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Where is it, Princess?”

She sobbed. “I don’t know! I really don’t know! Mama doesn’t want me to know!”

The dark haired man threw her down, and she hit the ground with a yelp. He turned to two of the other men surrounding her like a barrier. “Reno. Rude. Distract Sephiroth until we find it.”

“You got it, boss!”

“We'll keep him as far as possible.”

* * * 

The moon glowed high in the sky as the midnight hour claimed the city. Finally the clanging of blades throughout the training ground ceased. For the soldiers, it was time to rest and regain strength before the coming battle. For the warrior, it was time to silently strategize how to take down the human army without losing any Cetra lives, a lofty goal considering the unreliability of the Cetra with swordplay. Two short lessons alone would not save their people, but perhaps they could delay their attackers long enough for the warrior to appear. 

Sephiroth exhaled as he entered the supposedly royal home, still wondering why they didn't, at a minimum, have guards stationed outside. He was thankful for the silent entry as he grabbed a glass of water, but all too quickly did that relief become concern. 

It was quiet. Too quiet. Not even a turning page folding through the air. He swiftly scaled the stairs and checked the rooms, yet he found no one. Odd. Very odd, but not impossible. He slid back down and checked the streets, but again found nothing. Only when he scanned the garden did he find the abandoned instructional book on healing magic. Without thinking, his wing left his back and he launched into the air. 

Inhuman eyes scanned the city for the pink ball gown she always wore, any children playing, or any bright colors demanding his sight. His eyes eventually landed on the red dress of the people's ruler, and he dove from the clouds before landing behind their queen. The mages turned first, hands glowing inside circular rings of both offensive and defensive magic before they realized what had landed. 

“Prince Sephiroth?” Ifalna called immediately as she turned to the silver haired teenager in confusion and concern. Why would he ever approach her? What could he possibly need? “What's wrong? What happened?”

“Aerith is missing.”

Her planet green eyes widened. 

“Is there any possibility she decided to spend time in someone else’s home?”

“None at all. She swore she would practice her magic in the garden until bed.”

He handed her the book. “I found this on the bench in the garden. Would she leave this outside?” He questioned purely for confirmation of his thoughts. 

Ifalna’s tone hardened as she scanned the cover. “Never.” Her burning gaze returned to the angel. “Head to the sky and check all surrounding land. Sephiroth, if she left this continent-”

“Your Majesty!” 

Both of the royals turned at the call to the strange cat machine and the mog robot it rode for maneuverability. 

“Your Majesty, the princess has been kidnapped!”

The two mages at her side nearly jumped.

“Keep this quiet,” She held a hand to them as her command left her lips. “We don't want a mass panic. It'll be more difficult to find her.” Then she turned to the robot. “Reeve, where did you last see her?”

“She's already at the bone village!” The odd voice of the autonomous cat explained. “They're trying to take her to Midgar!”

“Show us exactly where you saw her last.”

“I can't! Mog needs to recharge!”

A barely perceptible pause ran through them. Ifalna glanced at Sephiroth, meeting his sharp eyes and clenching her fist at her side. They looked back at the robot. 

“They have a ship south of here! None of us are fast enough! Sephiroth, you have to go!”

A flash shined between them, and after three seconds passed, the robot collapsed into perfectly cut pieces. The desperate strands of electricity attempted to connect the broken wires as the traitorous machine fizzled out.

Reeve only referred to Sephiroth as 'prince'. They both knew that.

“Our battle plan is compromised and Aerith-”

“What would they want from her-? Ah-!” He suddenly grunted and held a single hand to his chest. 

Ifalna reached for her materia, but Sephiroth fell to a knee, still gripping his heart. Soft white orbs floated around him, threatening his very existence before disappearing along with his pain. 

He stood to his feet with wide eyes, fear shaking his voice, “The white materia.”

“They don't know she has it, or you’d be gone. We’ll send out a search party. Get in the air and find her, then tell us before doing anything rash.”

“Rash?” He incredulously parroted.

“As much as I trust your judgment, I need to know where my daughter is before you attack. I want to know what we're dealing with to get her back safely.”

He reluctantly nodded. “I understand. Gather your party to the north. The south is most likely a trap but I’ll check the shores nonetheless. I guarantee a 'rash' decision if your princess is truly on board.”

The queen nodded with determination. “Do what you need to do.”

* * *

The north always held a natural chill, the snow dusted mountains always a testament to that simple fact. Yet, at the crater, the Lifestream warmed the rocks like a wool blanket. The humans imprisoning the princess stood comfortably on watch, glaring at the top of the cliffs and mountains. 

The princess herself shivered in fear, terrified of moving a muscle. She knew from their targeting of Sephiroth that they were looking for the white materia. She prayed they wouldn't figure out it was in her hair, and the less attention on her and the less she spoke the lower the chance of revelation. Any time the human looked at her, she hid in her knees. What else was she supposed to do? She had no idea how long she was trapped. She only knew she couldn't stop crying for long. Her sobs nagged through the air, constantly making the guard twitch. 

Dawn finally began breaking, its faint glow outlining silhouettes of Cetra mages on the peaks.

“Tsung!” The blonde haired human summoned his attention, “They're coming.”

Tsung simply nodded and moved over to Aerith, grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet. “Stay quiet.”

Aerith nodded in obedience, closing her eyes tightly as she tried to take control of her breath.

“Eyes on the sky, Elena.”

“Yes, sir.”

Every order was simple, but each one burned Aerith’s heart. A small part of her believed Sephiroth would save her. She didn’t know what her mother would do if said queen found her first, but she knew Sephiroth was strong enough. But Aerith? She wasn’t strong or skilled enough to escape. Two well trained humans and one caught ally was all it took to dangle her as bait and waste the night.

Only four Cetra approached: the queen, two mages, and one knight. They marched carefully, not saying a word until all stood on the same island. 

“Take a single step forward, and your princess dies,” Tsung explained first.

Ifalna held up her hands slowly, and the two mages instantly turned to her in surprise. “What do you want?”

“The White Materia.”

She nodded slowly and looked through the wrapping of her dress, sorting through different orbs before arriving on her target one. She swiftly casted a stop spell before either of the humans could react, claiming them both and her daughter in frozen time with a knife to her neck.

They only had one second to act.

The knight’s armor shattered as a wing shot out, then the angel ended the lives of the two operatives. He broke Aerith out of Tsung’s grip before a single drop of blood could land on her dress.

Ifalna ran and embraced Aerith as she began moving again, and the princess cried into her shoulder. “It’s okay��� It’s okay…” She repeated as she pet her daughter’s hair.

“I wanna go home…” The child cried. “I wanna go home…”

The two Cetra Royals found themselves wrapped in another’s embrace, one with black clothes that Aerith immediately shifted to. The black wing of Jenova’s warrior cloaked around them, but his inhuman eyes, thus his thoughts, were blocked by mercury bangs.

“You’re safe, Aerith,” His voice shook. “You’re safe…”

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Thanks for reading!

Author's note: Do you ever come up with an idea you're not quite sure about so you push it off and all of a sudden it's been MONTHS? And then other ideas for other stories get in the way?? …Anyway, I promise I didn't abandon this fic, although I apologize for claiming to put this at the top of the to do list. It’s still going. I promise. Thanks for sticking around. And thanks for reading.

[sephiroth-the-one-winged-angel]

Lets throw canon out for a moment shall we. I want to see the Turks meet Cloud while crossdressing at least once.

I like the idea that Reno's at Wall Market (getting drunk) at the same time Cloud was there cross-dressing, I can just see a drunk Reno trying to flirt with Cloud while an extremely embarrassed Tsung is apologising.

'I am very sorry my lady I promise to keep a better eye on him next time' he says while forcibly dragging Reno away. Reno just yelling I love you and I'll come back for you.

With Cloud just standing there deciding whether or not laugh or die of embarrassment, hey at least they didn't recognize him.

[ellenhghg]

˖⁺‧₊˚Final Fantasy 7 boys and sick s/o headcanons˚₊‧⁺˖

Because why not and also because I am too addicted to the games (and men) Headcanons for Cloud, Sephiroth pre- and post Nibelheim, Zack, Reno and Tseng

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Cloud Strife ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Awkwardly hovers, unsure how to help but unwilling to leave your side ♡‧₊˚ Silently panics if it's more than a common cold, might call Tifa for advice ♡‧₊˚ Will literally fight the concept of germs if he could ♡‧₊˚ Unexpectedly good at giving forehead kisses to check your temperature ♡‧₊˚ Cloud's not great at nurturing talk, but he'll sit quietly by your bedside, holding your hand and offering silent support ♡‧₊˚ He gets adorably flustered if you need help bathing or changing clothes, but he'll do it without complaint

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Pre Nibelheim Sephiroth ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Sephiroth takes a very methodical approach to your illness. He researches symptoms and treatments extensively ♡‧₊˚ Precisely measures medicine doses and tracks your symptoms in a notebook ♡‧₊˚ Awkwardly tries to comfort you, patting your head like you're a chocobo ♡‧₊˚ Uses his influence to get you the best medical care in Shinra ♡‧₊˚ Might work on reports by your bedside, just to keep you company ♡‧₊˚ Might accidentally intimidate the doctor with his intense concern for your well-being

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Post Nibelheim Sephiroth ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Sees your illness as a weakness to be eliminated. He might try to "cure" you with Jenova cells, regardless of the consequences ♡‧₊˚ Your fever dreams get WILD with his influence ♡‧₊˚ Offers to "help" by turning you into a Sephiroth clone ♡‧₊˚ Alternates between obsessive caretaking and philosophical monologues about transcending mortal ailments ♡‧₊˚ Gets irrationally jealous of the attention your illness is "stealing" from him ♡‧₊˚ In his twisted mind, he might see the illness as a sign that you need to "ascend" with him to godhood.

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Zack Fair ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Becomes the embodiment of a golden retriever, constantly asking if you need anything, possibly overwhelming you with care ♡‧₊˚ Tells terrible jokes to try and make you laugh/groan ♡‧₊˚ Insists on carrying you everywhere, even just to the bathroom ♡‧₊˚ Makes a pillow fort around you filled with every comfort item he can find ♡‧₊˚ Reads you stories, doing all the voices with great enthusiasm ♡‧₊˚ Ends up catching your cold because he refused to stop cuddling you

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Reno ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Cracks jokes about your "zombie apocalypse transformation" ♡‧₊˚ Sneaks you into Shinra's top-tier medical facilities "for a check-up" ♡‧₊˚ Mixes up a "secret Turk remedy" that's suspiciously alcoholic ♡‧₊˚ Will binge-watch trashy TV shows with you without complaint ♡‧₊˚ Whines dramatically about catching your cold, but still refuses to leave your side ♡‧₊˚ Secretly very worried, checks on you frequently under the guise of "just happening to stop by"

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Tsung ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Efficiently organizes everything you might need, from medicines to entertainment ♡‧₊˚ Takes time off work to care for you (shocking everyone at Shinra) ♡‧₊˚ Reads reports to you as "bedtime stories" when you can't sleep ♡‧₊˚ Makes traditional Wutaian remedies, insisting they're more effective ♡‧₊˚ Secretly touches your forehead to check for fever when he thinks you're asleep ♡‧₊˚ Might use Turk surveillance techniques to monitor your condition

[sephifrog]

Tsung when the Turks mess up

man is sick of them

[suvidrache]

Past‚ Present‚ & Future Character List

If the fandom or character does well, it will make a comeback and will be added to my permanent write list. More info here | Simple Version

* indicates a new fandom. | ☆ indicates a fandom I discontinued. | characters in bold are characters I discontinued. | no indicator is a current fandom I write for & have no intentions to discontinue.

* Ahiru No Sora - Chiaki, Fuwa, Kaname, Kenji, Momoharu, Shinichi, Tokina, Tokiwa, Yakuma, and Yukinara.

* Black Butler - Claude, Grelle, Sebastian, Undertaker, William (added to the list!)

Bleach - Äs Nödt, Byakuya Kuchiki, Gin Ichimaru, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Isshin Kurosaki, Izuru Kira, Jūshirō Ukitake, Kenpachi Zaraki, Kensei Muguruma, Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Nnoitra Gilga, Renji Abarai, Shinji Hirako, Shūhei Hisagi, Shunsui Kyōraku, Sōsuke Aizen, Szayelaporro Granz, Ulquiorra Cifer, Uryu Ishida, Yasutora Sado, Yumichika Ayasegawa.

☆ Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 - Alejandro, Alex, John, Johnny, König, Phillip, Rodolfo, Simon. *Kyle

Chronicles of Ancient Darkness - Aki, Arrin, Asrif, Bale, Boar Clan Mage, Chelko, Dark, Detlan, Fin-Kedinn, Gaup, Hord, Iakim, Inuktiluk, Juksakai, Krukoslik, Kujai, Kyo, Maheegun, Narrander (The Walker), Orvo, Poi, Raut, Sialot, Tenris, Thiazzi, Thull, Tiu, Tseid, Yolun.

Devil May Cry - Dante, Nero, V, and Vergil.

Final Fantasy - Angeal Hewley, Cloud Strife, Genesis Rhapsodos, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia, Kadaj, Loz, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Reno Sinclair, Rufus Shinra, Sephiroth, Vincent Valentine, Yazoo, Zack Fair.

* Food Wars! - Akira Hayama, Eishi Tsukasa, Isami Aldini, Satoshi Isshiki, Takumi Aldini, Terunori Kuga.

Grand Theft Auto V - Ron Jakowski, Trevor Philips, and Wade Hebert.

Gone - Albert Hillsborough, Alex Mayle, Antoine, Caine Soren, Charles "Orc" Merriman, Drake Merwin, Edilio Escobar, Elwood Booker, Hunter Lefkowitz, Lance, Tony "Cookie" Gilder, Toto, Turk, Tyler "Bug", Paint, Panda, Quinn Gaither, Roger, Zil Sperry.

Haikyuu - Atsumu Miya, Daichi Sawamura, Eita Semi, Kei Tsukishima, Keiji Akaashi, Keishin Ukai, Kenma Kozume, Kōshi Sugawara, Kōtarō Bokuto, Lev Haiba, Osamu Miya, Rintarō Suna, Ryūnosuke Tanaka, Satori Tendō, Shinsuke Kita, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Tetsurō Kuroo, Tobio Kageyama, Tōru Oikawa, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yū Nishinoya.

☆ Halloween 1978 - Michael Myers

Hellboy - Abraham Sapien and Nuada Silverlance.

Hetalia Axis Powers - America, Australia, Austria, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Cuba, Denmark, England, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hong Kong, Italy, Japan, Korea, Kugelmugel, Ladonia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Molossia, Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Poland, Prussia, Romania, Russia, Seborga, South Italy, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, Turkey, Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus.

House of Wax - Bo, Lester, and Vincent. 

* Hunger Games - Darrius, Finnick Odair, Gale Hawthorne, Haymitch

* Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Hisoka, Illumi

* Jujutsu Kaisen - Choso, Geto, Nanami Kento.

Kuroko No Basket - Atsushi Murasakibara, Chihiro Mayuzumi, Daiki Aomine, Kazunari Takao, Kiyoshi Miyaji, Makoto Hanamiya, Reo Mibuchi, Shinji Koganei, Shintarō Midorima, Shoichi Imayoshi, Taiga Kagami, Tatsuya Himuro, Teppei Kiyoshi, Wei Liu.

Mortal Kombat - Baraka, Bi-Han, Dairou, Erron Black, Fujin, Hanzo Hasashi, Havik, Hotaru, Hsu Hao, Jarek, Johnny Cage, Kabal, Kano, Kenshi, Kobra, Kuai Liang, Kung Lao, Kurtis Stryker, Mavado, Quan Chi, Rain, Reiko, Shang Tsung, Shao Kahn, Taven, Tomas Vrbada. Onaga, Reptile, Goro, Kintaro.

— All Mortal Kombat characters will be written from MK 11 and the past. I will not be writing for the new game. — Smut for animals is *not* allowed

My Hero Academia - Dabi, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hanta Sero, Hitoshi Shinso, Hizashi Yamada, Izuku Midoriya, Kai Chisaki, Katsuki Bakugo, Keigo Takami, Mashirao Ojiro, Mezo Shoji, Mirio Togata, Neito Monoma, Shota Aizawa, Shoto Todoroki, Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Tomura Shigaraki.

Naruto - Asuma Sarutobi, Deidara, Gaara, Genma Shiranui, Hashirama Senju, Hidan, Iruka Umino, Itachi Uchiha, Jiraiya, Kabuto Yakushi, Kakashi Hatake, Kakuzu, Kankurō, Kisame Hoshigaki, Kushimaru Kuriarare, Madara Uchiha, Might Guy, Minato Namikaze, Nagato (Pain), Neji Hyūga, Obito Uchiha, Orochimaru, Rock Lee, Sai, Sasori, Shikamaru Nara, Tobi, Tobirama Senju, Yamato, Zetsu.

☆ Nightmare on Elm - Freddy Krueger

* Shatter Me - Brendan, Winston.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Alfredo Sawyer, Edward "Tex" Saywer, Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer, and Nubbins Sawyer.

☆ The Boy - Brahms Heelshire

Tokyo Ghoul - Kishou Arima, Nimura Furuta, Renji Yomo, Uta. 

Tokyo Revengers - Chifuyu Matsuno, Keisuke Baji, Ken "Draken' Ryuguji, Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Mitsuya Takashi, Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata, Ran Haitani, Shuji Hanma, Souya "Angry" Kawata.

* Yuri On Ice - Chris, Otabek, Viktor, Yuri P.

[elegantshadow34]

ALWAY SUNNY IN MIDGAR

[midna-chavelink]

During the FF7 Remake trailers:

Everyone: Where’s Tifa!? Aerith??? YUFFIE????

Me: Elena ;-;

[silver-wield]

Should tsung know what shrina going to do with areith body to get the promiseland or just follow order to delivery to her them

Tseng is Aerith's guardian along with Reno and Rude. Their job is to make sure she stays out of trouble. In OG, he had soft feelings for her, but we don't know yet if that's the same with remake. In CC, Zack got Tseng to promise to keep Aerith safe and he agreed, so he must like her a little.

There's a thing about him that he hates women and I'm not sure where it comes from, but I'd say he does care about Aerith and if he knew Hojo was gonna experiment on her I think he'd be torn over following orders. He does defy the higher ups to try and save Zack because he knows it'll make her sad if he dies.

It's a tough one. Cloud isn't the best example, but he says there's a lot of secrets in Shinra and not everyone knows everything. Turks get given shady jobs and carry them out. I suppose it'd depend on how much Tseng likes Aerith over his loyalty to the company.

In the kids are alright he feels guilty about her death as much as everyone else, but he was unconscious when Aerith died, so couldn't have done anything anyway.

[pastelcheckereddreams]

A thought. When Zack was alive. What if he was saved by Tsung but under the condition that he stays away from Midgar but they will watch over Aerith. Which is why they are friendly to her instead if antagonistic in the OG.

Oh now that’s an interesting idea. I’m a bit conflicted about Tseng’s depiction in the Remake tbh. That’s not to say I don’t love the subtleties in his character, because even though he gets little screen time, he has this cloying temperament with Aerith that stands so at odds with his cooler, more straight-forward attitude towards Rude and Reno, and his deference to Rufus. 

I wouldn’t say the Turks are friendly in the Remake, even though Rude clearly has a sweet spot for Aerith, and Reno (although he’s a dick about it) is serious about his responsibility over her. I find Tseng a little nauseating in the scenes with Aerith and Marlene tbh, and I love how complex it makes his character despite how little we see of him. 

That said, Tseng in Crisis Core... I can see him saving Zack, hands down. Tseng of the Remake lacks compassion, I think. Or at least, that is how he’s portrayed to us so far. 

(And I have to wonder at the lack of character development carried over from CC when it comes to the Turks. Square is happy to namedrop Kunsel, give us poster easter eggs, and work G- and S-cells into conversation, but Tseng’s sudden coldness? Reno’s lack of recognition of the Buster sword? I mean, yes these can be easily explained away... but I’m salty about it.) 

I would love to see Tseng save Zack in an alternate timeline, though. I wonder what the conflict of interest would do to Tseng in that situation. 

Imagine: he orders Reno and Rude to save Zack, and they find him in the Wastes just outside Midgar, having defeated the unit sent after him and Cloud. Does Zack trust them? How much do the Turks know about Hojo’s little projects? Does Tseng care for Zack enough to hide him without question, or does Zack have to convince him? Or... does Tseng save him for Aerith, because he’s been carrying around 89 letters for four years now, and even Tseng’s heart bleeds?

Maybe Tseng gives him the benefit of the doubt, and has Reno and Rude tail him instead, giving Zack time to get Cloud to safety - to Aerith. Aerith begs Tseng to protect Zack. Tseng asks what she’ll do in return, and Aerith is about to offer herself up, but Zack panics. He doesn’t know Aerith is an Ancient, but if Shinra wants her, it can’t be for anything good. 

He’s about ready to throw hands because he’s just got Cloud away from Shinra and now they want Aerith?? Hell no. But then Tseng looks at him and says, “Maybe there’s something else you can do for us. There’s a group we’ve been trying to find for a while, based somewhere in the Sector 7 slums.They call themselves AVALANCHE.”

I would read the shit out of that fanfic, please and thank you. 

[heroic-endeavors]

Lexi holds it as she closes her eyes resting as she looks healthy but restless as she feels tseng place a blanket over her. Reno "i think something happened after us she normally smiles or cracks a joke" hugs her as she looks like a female cloud as he smiles "clouda strife anyone?" . (She lives with the Turks but helps midgar oh and rufus helps her overcome fears)

"A good question." Tsung commented as they went. He let out a yawn and glanced out the window.

[holly-fixation]

Three... Guards? Ch 9

Summary: Tifa finds Cloud at the train station in Sector Seven. It’s the first time she’s seen him in seven years. But he’s not alone. Three silver haired boys protected him. Three silver haired boys that triggered memories of her hometown. Of steel through her chest. Of SOLDIER First Class. Of Him.

This is their chance to do things right. To protect everyone.

Please Enjoy!

Inspired by the prompt by @im-totally-not-an-alien

Chapter 9: New and Familiar

Sector Five's pillar stood just as tall as Sector Seven's, but the view of the untouched under-city churned Strife's core as helicopters flew to each support of the upper-city. 

He wasn't supposed to be here. This wasn't supposed to happen. 

Strife prayed his theory was correct. He hoped against everything he knew of the Shinra Electric Power Company that putting himself in place of the destruction they craved could save thousands of lives. He hoped his presence on this pillar did not immediately send orders to detach another. He hoped they would do the right thing for once in their greedy lives.

As he sprinted up the stairs, he couldn't help but glance at the only garden under Midgar, the waterfall and flowers still perfectly pristine. The only location in ten miles with any connection to The Planet. 

He only hoped whatever his comrades, his enemies, and… well, himself were doing in Shinra HQ was going well. As for him, he reached the control platform just as the Shinra helicopter landed.

Now Strife stood face to face with Tseng, the leader of the Turks. He almost sighed in relief. If there was any chance he could keep every plate from falling, it was through negotiation with this particular Turk.

“You’re the one that intercepted Reno and Rude.” Tsung held his arms behind his back, scanning his enemy. “I must say, that is no easy feat. But your string of luck ends here.”

Strife clenched his jaw before slowly raising both of his hands, deliberately forcing stability into his voice. “I surrender. But only if you leave every plate standing.”

“Excuse me?” Though keeping his face steady, this was clearly a surprise.

“You can use me to fulfill Shinra’s agenda without causing this needless destruction. Whatever advantage they’re looking for, whatever propaganda they’re attempting now, do it using me. But leave every pillar alone.”

“That’s a bold ask,” The suit nearly mocked. “We will not fail this time.”

Strife lowered his head. “Tseng, if anyone succeeds in this mission, I will permanently end your duty as head of the Turks without hesitation. It’s your choice. I understand Turks get things done. I’m giving you the option to do so without killing anyone.”

There was silence for a moment, thoughts and scenarios running through both of their minds. What could go right? What could go wrong? What could happen if pillars were left standing? Would the public still react? Would the president allow any change?

“One moment.”

Strife nodded.

The Turk turned his back and whipped out his phone. “We have a proposition offered. One that possibly knocks out a few birds at once without any deaths. Are you interested, Mr. President?”

* * * 

The executive meeting on the upper floors had just begun. The president, the head of weapons development, the head of security, the director of the space division, and even the head of the science department all sat in a single location. Secluded. Out of the way. Uniformed. 

But it was only a matter of time before security caught the party trying to force their way into the lab, as well as the meeting coming to its end all together. 

They needed to make a choice: enter the lab with Aerith as bait, break down the door with guns blazing and attracting every remaining shred of security to hunt them down, or risk following Hojo after the meeting through the entrance door and by doing so immediately giving the man with the most control over the lab the knowledge and possible weaponry to attack them and defend himself.

It wasn’t much of a choice. For some.

Cloud could not allow this, and the entire party argued in the hallways near the escalators. “Aerith, absolutely not-”

“Chadley said ‘potential specimens can enter the lab’. I can get the door open and we can go from there. I might even know the way!”

“You really think you can handle that, flower girl?” Barret interrupted. “If anything goes wrong, you’ll be in the same situation as the kid.”

“Barret’s right,” Tifa agreed as she held Aerith’s arm softly. “It’s incredibly dangerous.”

“We can’t just wait outside until someone leaves, that’s too suspicious.” Her green eyes flared with determination. “Hojo won't risk harming me, not seriously at least. We can use that against him.”

“Pray tell… what do you think will happen when that door opens…?” Yazoo questioned legitimately. 

“Two security bots try to capture me, Hojo immediately learns we're there, and we fight through the halls to find Kadaj. It's just one extra step, guys.” She gave them a true smirk. “We've got this.”

“We both know what Hojo is capable of. No we do not got this.”

Aerith insisted with small pouts, Cloud countered with anything he could remember from his time with Hojo, Barret admittedly refused, and Tifa kept expressing her worry. As they discussed, the two Remnants silently made their way next to each other, speaking lowly to avoid any outside detection. 

“Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” Loz whispered first. 

Yazoo nodded. “The president did say we belong in the labs…”

“So we can go through the door and find Brother!” The eldest finished with a victorious little jump, but his volume gained the eyes of the adults. They both looked down until Aerith explained another advantage to her side, to which all others began countering and parrying without delay. 

“Keep your voice down…”

Loz scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Sorry…”

There was a pause as Yazoo thought. “It couldn't hurt to try, would it…?”

“I'll go first,” The larger one proclaimed confidently before striding to the door. 

“By all means…” The middle child gestured ahead before following behind. 

As the party debated, Loz took out one of the lower floor key cards and rapidly scanned to enter. Of course, this was met with buzzes of defiance at a constant pitch. After about fifteen scans, a red light activated above the door. A camera. The entire party glared at them now, Cloud roughly two seconds away from tackling the boy. The eldest brother ignored the attention and waved before tugging his hair and pointing to his eyes.

The door opened.

The middle sibling held his arm over the entrance to avoid automatic closing. 

No one spoke, the infuriated and worried pause impossible to avoid.

“You’re going to get yourselves killed,” Cloud scolded.

“Are you coming or not…?”

The door clicked in activation. No sensor obeyed the object in the way. Every one of them dashed through, barely making it as the lock snapped back into place.

“They know we’re here now,” Barret warned before anyone had the chance to move.

“So prepare for a fight…”

Loz grinned before popping his knuckles. Everyone followed suit with less enthusiasm, drawing blades, guns, and fists to the ready. They made their way up the stairs, Barret silently praying this was the last flight he’d see today. Through the poorly lit hallways, sealed doors which opened at their approach, and passed many miniature mako tanks, they spotted two scientists, lab coats and all.

However, neither professional attacked, only holding their hands in the air and pointing to the elevator with the folding metal gate.

“Tifa, stay back with the boys,” Cloud commanded, concerned by the immediate compliance of personnel. “Aerith, Barret, come ahead with me.”

“But, Big Brother-”

“No buts,” He snapped at the whining. “If you boys get hurt, it’s on me. If you two get captured because you refuse to listen, you will never hear the end of it from any of us. Am I clear?”

They took a step behind Tifa, looking down as they nodded. Tifa gave a soft nod in confirmation before watching the two scientists present. Cloud, Barret, and Aerith moved ahead, watching the various mako tanks with the occasional movement within.

“Keep your eyes on them.” Tanks filled with monsters were nothing new to Cloud, but he needed to be sure the rest of the group knew to prepare. Each clunk of the grates beneath their feets echoed off the walls of the lab, their march forward never stopping.

Despite Cloud’s concern, no monsters crawled out of containment. The group reached the gate and realized it was an elevator, pressing the button to open the door. Barret motioned the boys and Tifa over, and though the boys ran ahead, the woman couldn’t help but glance at the dog-like creature with a flame on its tail trapped within one of the clear containers, free of mako with no other freedoms in the world as it slept, its tail flicking in mindless patterns.

“Tifa, come on.”

Right. Strife’s warning. She needed to go ahead, to be the first person in every room to protect Cloud. And to an extent…to protect everyone. 

The darkness of the lab never ceased, not in the elevator and not on the second level. Tifa scanned ahead for the monster she was warned about, but the blond dashed past her. 

“Cloud!”

He didn't stop at the sound of Aerith's voice. He found their target. 

He found Kadaj. 

“Brother!” The boys shot ahead too. No enemies blocked their path. No monsters were released into the hallways or chambers. Still Barret chose to keep watch as the others ran to the child’s container.

Only his eyes met them. He was on his side, unable to lift his head, an unknown liquid pooled in front of him with dried trails on his skin and bandages. There was relief, ever so slightly on his face from seeing them, but his pain continued to consume his entire body.

“Barret-”

“I got you, boy. Stand back,” The older man didn’t even need to hear the plan to know what Cloud was thinking. Everyone backed up as Barret readied his gun arm and fired at the electronic lock. It sparked with disconnected electricity before the curved glass slid open to free the specimen from danger. Well, free in theory.

“I got him!” Aerith yelled as she kneeled at his side, a powerful healing spell growing between her prayer held hands. The two brothers stood back, staring in horror at their youngest’s frail state.

Kadaj gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

“Don’t even try.” Cloud placed a hand on an uninjured section of his arm, denying a single word exit. “Let Aerith heal you first.”

He blinked slowly in affirmation before his inhuman eyes moved to the woman.

“Bless them with your love and grace,” Aerith whispered before raising a hand to the sky. Rings of green magic pulsed out of her with healing pedals filling the air, gusts of wind swirling around her body to the ceiling. Everyone felt a wave of relief as even the minorest of injuries suddenly mended.

But Kadaj shrieked the moment the spell hit him, his hoarse voice piercing through the rippled air. He tried to push away, to protect himself even as Cloud lifted and held him caringly like a child, trying to soothe the agony. Once the magic finally finished its course, his head of silver hair slumped against Cloud's sweater with raspy breaths, anguished exhaustion forcing him into silence with closed eyes in another desperate attempt at rest. Not a single wound on his little body healed.

“Why didn't it work…?” Cloud's voice was low and precarious. 

“I don't understand… He was fine when I healed him in Sector Five…”

“What did Hojo do to him?!” Barret's voice boomed. 

“We'll figure that out later…” Yazoo spoke up, using his cunning to keep a level head. “We need to get him out of here before Hojo returns…”

Cloud nodded, adjusting Kadaj as he stood, the boy hissing between breaths until all movement stopped.

“Loz, the elevator…”

“On it.” The eldest rushed through the room so fast a blue trail lagged before catching up with him as he pressed the button. But nothing happened, not even a glow in confirmation. “Uh, guys? It’s not responding? What do we do?!” They couldn’t climb down the shaft with Kadaj in his current condition. It was absolutely out of the question. 

“Don’t panic, Loz. There’s another way out of here. There has to be,” Tifa came right up behind him and held his shoulders softly. “We just need to look, okay?”

He nodded, accepting her words before he panicked.

Though looking wasn’t exactly difficult. The observation room protected by glass above captured everyone’s attention. 

“What’s that sound?” Loz asked out of nowhere.

“What sound? I don’t hear anything,” Tifa explained.

“Something must have escaped on the lower level… It sounds like claws…-?!” 

Rhythmic clanking grew closer and closer, even the non-enhanced members of the group able to hear its echo as whatever creature climbed rapidly. Barret and Yazoo aimed their firearms at the gap between the floor and the wall. Tifa, Aerith, and Loz guarded Cloud and Kadaj.

Suddenly a red and orange beast launched off the walls of the lab and landed in front of them, seemingly scanning them all before dashing through the glass of the observation chamber.

The boys looked at each other and shrugged as did Aerith before the group followed it through the side door. 

It galloped through the control room and down the hallway to another elevator. But this machine was different, a massive cylindrical structure rather than hidden in a nook. The beast halted before it crashed into the closed door, the smallest huff leaving it in defeat. Then it turned to the party with a low growl, slowly approaching them.

Again they stood on their guard, the brothers protecting Cloud as always, but Aerith held a hand to her side to ease them. “Stop.”

The creature leaned away from her touch as she stepped forward. 

“This child's a friend.” She delicately reached to place her hand on its head, and it eventually accepted her touch, the slighted sparkles of healing magic twinkling from her hand before she backed away. 

“What… is it?” Tifa questioned once it calmed down. 

“A fascinating question.”

Most of them stepped back, but the boys and Aerith stayed still. 

“Did it just talk?!”

It sat down, its tail flicking the small flame casually. “You asked what 'it' is. I am that which you see before you. Nothing more.” Its gaze turned stern to each one of them. “I'd appreciate it if we simply left it at that. Agreed?”

“Is that… a thirteen…?” Yazoo observed, reading the tattoo on the creature’s front leg: XIII.

“‘Red Thirteen.’ The designation given to me by Hojo.”

Tifa perked up ever so slightly. “Then...you must have another name. What is it?”

Red glanced down and away in reservation, like a child refusing to tell the truth.

“We should focus on getting out of here,” Cloud called them back on track before glancing at the creature. “Do you want to come with us?”

“Anything is better than this lab,” He affirmed.

“Then watch our backs.” Cloud stepped forward before he suddenly winced, clenching Kadaj close as weakness and headaches suddenly claimed him. The boy reacted to the same invisible force at the exact same time, grabbing the blond with all the strength in his damaged body. 

Aerith recognized the signs as Tifa yelled their names, quickly approaching and trying to take Kadaj out of Cloud's arms. But neither one of them acknowledged or noticed her, their vision trapped between flashes and echos. The boy was trapped in the SOLDIER’s hold.

“What's happening?!” Barret questioned as Cloud walked forward, two mako blue eyes flicking between the floor and the cylindrical elevator. 

“Brother!”

“Cloud!”

The resonating heartbeat and biting pain in their minds imprisoned them from their allies. 

Mother. I have come for you.

Both Cloud and Kadaj forced their eyes forward. They knew that voice well. All too well.

Mother. Together we can reclaim our world.

“Je…no…” Cloud didn’t notice the sounds leaving his lips. He kept stumbling. Kept reaching despite the boy’s similar groans of pain. 

Mother. They’re here again.

“Oh… Ah…” Stepping closer and closer to the source as the voice only grew louder and louder, each impact of his feet were silent within the cacophony of their minds. 

Only when they reached the elevator did the voice and chaos silence, but the heartbeat remained. Cloud carefully released one hand while keeping Kadaj balanced as he reached out to touch the elevator door.

Then it happened.

First the massive heart, veins and arteries connected with seals in a fruitless effort to resurrect the creature. Air bubbles emptying from the tank where the female-like body stood, a machined helmet attached to dozens of wires suspending the body upright. Their vision settled on exactly their heights, the legs and markings of the body claiming their sight completely.

Both spoke one word in sync before collapsing to the ground.

“Mo…ther…”

A chorus of ‘Cloud’ and ‘Brother’ went unheard as the party ran after the two. Thankfully, even in Cloud’s weakened and mindless state, he protected the boy, Kadaj’s unconscious body landing protectively into Cloud’s instead of crashing into the ground.

“What the hell just happened?!”

“We have to get them out of here,” Aerith avoided Barret’s question. 

“I can carry the blond,” Red stated as he approached around the bodies, sitting above their heads and refusing to move forward without permission.

Tifa tried to wake Cloud with soft shakes of his body, but nothing happened. 

“I'll get the kid.” Barret kneeled down next to them.

Finding that more people crowding around them was invasive rather than helpful, the two boys tested the new elevator. And once again, nothing happened. No indication. No click. No movement.

“We’re trapped…”

“It may seem that way, yes.” The sudden voice over the speakers claimed their full attention, everyone ready to fight. 

Hojo.

The meeting was over. They ran out of time.

“Ah, every one of my prized specimens appears at my door as I’m stuck explaining drivel to a bunch of neanderthals. Well at least you’re all here now.”

“Yeah! And we ain’t going down without a fight!” Barret cocked his weapon. 

“Relax. With the state of the Sephiroth Remnant and your blond friend, I don’t believe combat is your best option right now.”

Sephiroth Remnant?

All eyes landed on the two boys. They stared back, eyes wide, imaginary silver tails fluffed beyond comprehension.

“If you would kindly leave through the elevator you came, you will be escorted by a sufficient force to your cell to rest. I’m sure you’ll be familiar with it, won’t you, Aerith?”

She glared hard at the speakers before armored robots suddenly surrounded them, weapons lowered but prepared for resistance. Could they fight with Kadaj and Cloud out of commission? Absolutely. Would they risk harming the two by trying, trapped with no escape inside this lab? Absolutely not.

The group surrendered, and the robotic security force allowed them to lift their fainted comrades and carry the two through the halls of the lab. Only once did they pass Professor Hojo, who only muttered excitedly at all the new experiments possible with all these new specimens in his custody, a victorious grin never leaving his face. 

But first, he needed to check on his initial experiment. The captured remnant’s reaction completely surprised him, lining up with none of the hypotheses he developed before injection. The scientist made his way up the elevator and surveyed the damage within the chamber. Minimal. Only a broken window and lock. Nothing that would take too long to fix. However, the opened chamber held far more interest to him as he adjusted his black glasses for a clear view.

The puddle of the purple ooze was singed, its surface cooked to a blue in perfect ripples, as if water frozen in time during a storm.

Fascinating. Absolutely fascinating. 

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To be continued...

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Thanks for reading!

Author’s note: Well, I meant to jump back to Strife’s perspective at the end but Hojo had other plans! Strife’s new Shinra adventure will have to wait, and a certain someone is waiting in the dark. That’s all I’ll give you for now.

I will warn you though: This fic only has a few chapters left before it must go on hiatus. Since this is Remake’s continuity, and Rebirth is so close, it might be the best option to wait. We’ll see. And of course I’ll keep you posted.

[ao3feed-soriku]

Everyone Has Bodies and No One is Happy (Yet)

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by BlackMageEljin

Set just after the full cast is reunited- Aqua being rescued, Terra restored, and Ven awoken and even a few other lost ones pulled from the darkness on the other side. A hypothetical mid KH3 setting where the now hodge podge heroes of light (you know, those former organization members, the wayfinders, and Sora's main crew) struggle to get ready for the impending war for Kingdom Hearts. Because, you know, they're pinning all their hopes on a lot of teenagers who've already been through a lot of shit, and also still have hormones and puberty. The seekers are having similar problems with their younger members.

A slow progression of many ships as we follow the lives of the main KH cast. Everyone has their own problems and baggage, but while they're all trying to fight together all of those things become intertwined. From fluff to angst to smut to just some good wholesome friendships and families. And a lot of in depth studies on far too many characters at once.

Long, loooong fic. A transposed 3 million word RP log that is still running. We wanted to share <3. Planned to update 3 times a week.

Words: 5710, Chapters: 1/250, Language: English

Fandoms: Kingdom Hearts

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: The entire friggen cast of Kingdom Hearts, old fashioned larxene is elena the turk headcanon, kuja is also there sometimes dont worry about it, see ships for more characters, Many TWEWY and FF charas, But they're already in the game, I guess no one from KHUX era has shown up (yet)

Relationships: Riku/Sora (Kingdom Hearts), Kairi/Riku/Sora, Sora/Young Xehanort, Riku Replica/Vanitas, Terra/Ventus, Vanitas/Ventus, Marluxia/Vexen, Axel/Roxas/Xion, Demyx/Zexion, Lauriam/Even, Demyx(somebody)/Ienzo, Saix/Xemnas, Isa/Xemnas, (past)Xehanort/Eraqus, Kairi/Namine, Namine/Riku Replica, Elena/Tsung, Isa/Lea, Axel/Saix, Vanitas/Everyone but only in his head, Luxord/being a pirate, Braig/his hand, kuja/Marluxia, Mentions of Demyx having one night stands with a few org members, Aeleus/being a good parent, Dilan/not wanting to get murdered and just wanting to cook a nice dinner, Aqua/ptsd, All of the ships probabaly, kairi/riku/sora/young xehanort, riku replica/vanitas/young xehanort, Aqua/Xemnas

Additional Tags: graphic violence warning is literally just for Vanitas, Canon Universe, or at least until kh3 comes out ; ), love polyhedrons, lots of poly relationships, we named the replica, rp transcript, goes from fluff to angst at the drop of a hat, smut but only for a few ships, mostly also just Vanitas, Sora will get laid one day, the first chapter is a shitpost but the rest is actually serious i promise, Even's chapters are basically just dream daddy, a lot of FF lore and metaphysics but explained without spoilers, Pulled from an RP that is currently 3 million words and counting, sorry for the purple prose, sorry in general

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[kaleran]

Hello I'm gonna hyperfixate on ffviicc for this next Depression Session I'm falling into Expect crying. About Genesis, my first favorite son (oh, the irony of that statement...), about Angeal (the least problematic son, about Sephiroth (my actual CHILD who's got parenting issues up the wazoo). And Cloud my chocobo son, obviously. And all the Turks (TSUNG DIDNT DESERVE THIS. also where the hell did Cissnie ever go just straight up disappears from canon. Does she die??? I love her???). And of course Zack. Bless him. My sweet boy. He tries so hard... so fucking hard... my loyal child.... I love you Zack u didn't deserve to die like that. This is how I got into fandom my friends, through final fantasy seven and I've never looked back.

[researchpaperessay]

Uighur Empire Essay

Uighur Empire Essay

From the fifth century Turkic tribal groups under various names were found living beyond China’s northern borders from Korea to Central Asia. With China divided the Turks first preyed on, then conquered and ruled parts of northern China in many short lived dynasties. With the rise of the Tang (T’ang) dynasty (618–909), the tables turned. Taizong (T’ai-tsung, r. 626–649) defeated both the Eastern and Western Turks, accepted their vassalage, and was proclaimed their heavenly khan. The Uighurs were a branch of Turks organized into 10 clans and lived primarily a nomadic life in the steppes of Mongolia north of China.

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[heroic-endeavors]

Lexi sneaks out while everyone is sleeping as she wears her turk suit and shades as she sees tseng as she sits in the chopper shades on "I'll work for you but only at night my family think im still retired" belts up as she looks serious. Reno grinning "lets go rude!!" Yelling.

Rude smirks as they took off. Tsung seems amused. "I think that works out pretty nicely."