― 01. the turks

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               IT WAS a dark and gloomy night in Midgar

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               IT WAS a dark and gloomy night in Midgar. Clouds coverd the sparkling stars and full moon as the wind howled through the sectors. A gruesome storm was brewing as the air was moist and slums began to close what they could, in fear of the deadly rain forecasted that could potentially end their livelihoods. People everywhere in the large city hustled to get back to their homes. But it was up above in the city, in sector 0, where another storm was brewing. One far more worse than forecasted.

   Reno Sinclair didn't get as much time to himself as he wishes, though it was not like it was unexpected with his job. It was well past nightfall and all he wanted was to get out of this atrociously boring meeting to go- go get some food and rest. But as of now he was in a room with Tseng, Rude and the newest recruit Elena- and he couldn't afford to lose focus; even though he pretty much did every time. His fellow Turks noticed his wandering blue eyes. It wasn't rare for his non-attentive behavior to run out, but they just let him sit there and zone out, Rude could fill him in.

   He had to force himself to sit through the rest of the meeting, his legs up on the desk and his head beginning to nod to sleep. He didn't actually know what was going on, something about mid year evaluations- this and that about the slums, as always.

   Reno liked to think he was a reasonable guy, though one that maybe didn't take the job as seriously as he should. His decisions in general; could be brash, outcomes somewhat weighed, violent, and it made him the definition of intimidating to most. His traits were nothing far from cocky and cynical and he held himself above most. Lately things had been slow, dealing with tiny issues here and there. He needed something to spice his life up- and quick.

   After a few more moments Reno decided to get up and stretch his legs, which then he swung them off the table to make a scene. He glided over to the large windows that overlooked the view of Midgar. All he could see are the lights that shine from the buildings and the looming clouds fluffed with gray. He hated rain, hopefully he could be in for the night—

   "Reno,"

   A stern voice tore his with distracted mind away from the city, "Hmm." Reno turned and raises an eyebrow at Tseng as he shoved his hands into his pants pockets.

   "I have a job for the two of you." he motioned to him and Rude.

   "And that is?" Rude asked,

   "It's not very public... but there's been an alarming security breech recently. We'd been hacked.

   "Damn," Reno laughed at how pathetic their security was for that to happen, "our security not strong enough anymore? Normal people can just brows our databases now?"

   Tseng sighed in annoyance while Rude just shook his head at his partners comments, "The security of our intel is the best. The person who did this is probably better than anyone we employ."

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