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Too late.

[But he kind of gets Reno's frustration now. It probably would have been a smart play but at least this wasn't Midgar. Or anywhere on the Planet. Who really knew anything about the Turks here? As long as the others didn't out them...

Fuck.]

Hopefully not.

[ Reno takes the look at his own watch to see that the person Rude just answered was—

—a fucking Sephiroth? Of all people, he's here too? Aerith was a surprise, but that revelation makes him blanch a bit. And hey, Rude's question is good and succinct, better than whatever else he would have cooked (at least until he, ya know, calms the fuck down)

He paces the room, furiously writing down the reply and then putting the watch away with a loud clang. Throwing himself on the nearest soft surface (chair? bed? idk) and groans loud. ]

Fuck, this was supposed to be easy way of gathering info. How many more of them are there?

Don't know.

[The 'yet' was left implied.

He watched Reno pace and flop down with his usual calm demeanor. It wasn't really surprising to see Reno anxious about something this sort of fucked up. To be perfectly honest, Rude wasn't feeling much better about it he just hid it better.

He glanced back down at his watch--and frowned.]

Reno!

[ It was stupid and impulsive, and Reno groans dragging his hands down his face. ]

Fuck—! [ he hisses and quickly skims the network searching for any other side of the "sephiroth" username. He finds one, about some job-related skill and shows it to Rude. Not the whole thing just enough to see Sephiroth talking. ]

Sorry about that. [ His shoulders slack and he looks remorseful as he shakes his head. What a spectacular foot-insert-into-mouth. ] I'm on edge, I shouldn't have—

[ Another ping, and another message. While Sephiroth is distinctly uncooperative, he's... well he's still talking. Reno flings the watch on Rude's bed ]

I'm not touching that for now. I know when I have to back off and didn't do that on time. [ You know, take space away. Maybe the moons are tugging at him already. Or maybe the whole past week is catching up.

Moons though, make for much better excuse ]

It's fine. I'll handle it.

[His voice is on edge but he's not showing any other signs of anger at his partner just yet. Mostly he's just tense because it is, in fact, Sephiroth on the other side of the text conversation and that was...complicated, at best.

A little later though, just as he's finishing up a response to Aerith, he finally spots his new username thanks to Reno's meddling and curses Reno's name under his breath.]

...damnit Reno.

[After turning off the watch for a moment he turns to Reno.]

You wanna explain yourself, partner?

[And yes, he did phrase it that way on purpose. To get his point across. He's staring directly at Reno and waiting for it. If it were anyone else they'd probably describe Rude's look as a glare but Reno is mostly immune to all of Rude's expressions except the most striking of them. It probably barely looks like a mild warning in Reno's eyes.]

Tch— Thought it would be funny— [ All the easy and playful mood he had early evaporated by now, changed into a tense and uncomfortable air. He gets up, makes two more rounds across the room, and during the second one Rude's watch has mysteriously got into his hands again. He's going through it once again and when he returns it to Rude, the new username reads "chivalry"

Reno was tempted to go for "polite" but deemed the pun too easy, too stupid. Since that's supposed to be a silent apology, he had to simply come up with something better and more fitting for his partner. He's shitty and snappy, but Rude didn't deserve it even as a prank. ]

He's right, ya know? [ Sephiroth, about Shinra and all. ] But then he's the one who called Turks business into the conversation—

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[Rude isn't surprised to hear Reno say that. And honestly under better circumstances it probably would have barely gotten a response out of him, or at least not one so glaringly obvious.

He sighs and some of the tension releases from his shoulders (not all though because Reno didn't put all of it there). He turns back to the device in his hands but Reno is quicker and suddenly Rude is left staring at his empty hands with a small frown. He waits patiently for Reno to return the watch to him.

Rude made a small noncommittal noise as he noted the new username for his device. It's embarrassing but seeing as how Reno went to the trouble of correcting his mistake it was likely the closest thing to an apology Rude was going to get, so he refrains from changing it to something else. It was his way of showing Reno he accepted the silent apology.

He looked up at Reno.]

I know. We're not really Turks anymore--but what else would we really be if not Turks? [a pause] We'll just wing it. It'll be fine.

[Was he trying to reassure his partner? Maybe. Probably. ~~Definitely.~~]

[ Reno snorts and shakes his head but that reassuring... it works, and he relaxes a bit

You can't take a Turk out of a Turk, basically. They're out of their depth a big-time, but that never stopped them before. Lack of employment suitable for their skills is a bit annoying, but it's not like mingling and making a fake identity.

Reno takes his break for a bit longer, before he gets back his watch and resumes the discussions. Back to work, back to work ]

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