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Rain Roma and the others filled the lobby as they waited to be called in again. A unsettling sound was marching it's way up the steps, many heavy footsteps. Clanking as each armoured foot hit a stone step, the sound rang up to the lobby outside the presidents very door. Wydda hadn't payed any attention to it until a familier voice rang through her ears, it was still unsettling.

"Yo! Wydda!"

The voice of a smoker somewhat gruff and raspy. She looked up, eyes meeting with her old boss and friend Deehe. "Look at how they treat patients here." Wydda smiled and jumped from her seat, just as one of the blue clad guards struck him across the face. "You will do well to not strike the former leader of Turks!" Wydda shouted as she forced her way to his side. Being hit didn't seem to bother him as much as his comment's bothered the guard.

His face was a little swollen and there was a little blood at the corner of his mouth, which was probably the reason why his voice sounded a little off. His hair was not at its usual state, rather it was unkempt and matted falling into his line of sight.

They didn't back down or away from Deehe and the wheelchair, they must have been given specific orders. Wydda glared at the guards as they stood at ease. Waiting for something, or rather someone. Suddenly remembered. "So what's up with you?" Wydda asked honestly concerned. "Last I saw you were, at least I think you were being pushed around in Hojo's lab this morning? " Wydda's heart was full of sheer joy and ecstacy. She and Deehe were one of the very few remaining Turks as of three years ago, he wasn't appointed leader until two years ago.

Of course there are many other Turks, who were either sent out on missions and never returned. Which concerned her, Deehe Nekro and Tinkeu are a couple names of those who are missing. Nekro was her partner for along time, then he just disappeared.

"Holy s**t!" Wydda exclaimed her hair falling forward into her eyes. "Raine Roma Kim and Millia!!" Wydda introduced the group to Deehe and gave them a basic run down on how he was leader and how he dissappeared suddenly blah blah blah blah blah this and that.

Roma nodded slightly, the index and middle fingers of his right hand coming up to give a small salute like gesture before he went back to his gum. It wasnt really his concern who was in charge of the Turks. As long as he got his paycheck and a few missions he was a happy bunny. That said; if the leader, whoever it was, was in trouble then Roma would do his best to save them. Apparently this Deehe character hadnt been so lucky though.

Millia remained calm throughout the meeting. Scarlet was ranting on something about them using Mobile suits. Millia raised an eyebrow on the thought. Well, one thing is for sure, the meeting was short but they then have to go back in when called. Millia smiled lightly to Roma for holding the door open for them. She had her hands in her pockets, leaving the office casually.

Millia took a spot somewhere quite far from where the others were. She leaned against the wall and now has her arms crossed over each other. She had her eyes closed and her head down, thinking about what Scarlet had just said.

How annoying...

Was Millia's thought on that woman. Later, she heard someone calling out for Wydda and then there were some talking. It was a man appearing in his forties or so he looked like it. It seems that he was the former leader of the Turks. Millia would've gone up to him and salute to him but she was lazy to do so and its not like he would notice her. But not wanting to display a bad image of herself, she waited for him to at least notice her before going up to salute to him. But she hopes he doesn't.

Raine had given Deehe a quick salute as well, before returning to merely listening to the conversation going on around her. Her head tilted slightly as Deehe said something about being executed and wondered what had happened that ShinRa would go so far as to execute him. Then again, it was ShinRa, and she wouldn't be that surprised if it was for no critical reason.

Ehren ducked quietly into the security office. The guards were snoring--annoyingly loudly, he noted. He'd heard rumors that this new batch were pretty lax about their job, but then, it had probably helped that he'd paid somebody from the last shift off to mix in a special brand of "flavoring" to the pot of coffee before he left. People from Midgar are just too damned easy. He smirked.

He panned through the hundreds of monitors, eventually finding what he wanted--just at the bottom of the emergency stairs, a large black man, the long-haired girl, and--huh? Some spikey headed kid... Weird, he thought. He didn't remember anybody like that in the files he'd gathered on AVALANCHE. But glimpses of his face looked vaguely familiar...

No matter. Barret was here, and what was left of his team was with him. After Hojo's precious little specimen. He shrugged in an almost good-natured-looking fashion. All according to schedule.

Pushing one of the wheeled chairs the guards were sitting in out of the way, he accessed the Shin-Ra security mainframe and quickly hacked his way into the restricted access camera feeds: particularly, those centered on the 70th floor. There were too many Turks there, not to mention Scarlet and Heidegger.

This was going to be a problem. He'd have to herd them out. It appeared as though the primary problem was that Scarlet was drooling at the Turks over one of her newest toys. Alright, that was easily fixed, then. Time to call a meeting of the Department Heads.

All the electronic peripherals that the company employees--all the way from paper-pushers to the President himself--were wired into the Shin-Ra network. "Calling" a meeting would be as simple as hacking into the DH schedules and doing a little editing. Their cellphones, PDA's, or whatever else they had on hand would do the rest.

He shrugged nonchalantly as he typed a few override codes into the system, and then logged out, though not before completely deleting every trace that he'd been there.

Swinging his hands up behind his head, he walked leisurely out of the security office toward the elevator, stopping only once to light a cigarrette. Yes, smoking wasn't allowed in the elevators--or the building, for that matter--, but he figured he'd earned just this one.

Wydda had just finished handing out the write ups Heidigger had issued. Most of the Turks were away or injured so she slipped them under their offices doors.

Just as she was ready to head back to her dorm to catch some rest there was an alarm.

Intruders on floor 58!

"s**t!" Wydda said as people had begun to barrel past her.

The voice over the intercom repeated itself a couple of times and while doing so sending everybody into a panic. People had begun rushing to get out of the building. Wydda knew what to do, she knew who they were.

She headed up towards the armoury.

As Wydda ascended her way towards the armoury she was having to push through less and less people, until it was simply empty. The sound of her footsteps rang against the empty walls. She came to a dead halt when a restricted steel door blocked her path. She swiped her keycard and the doors opened electrically emitting a low hum. Rows before rows of weapons ranging from iron knuckles to SMG's to high powered rifles.

However Wydda preferred to fight close. She scanned the wire the shelves looking for something to peak her interest. As she wandered the aisles she evntually happened upon the largest set of knives and sowrds she has ever seen. A red leather handled knife caught her eye it was eight inches long and serrated.

She smiled at this, on her way out she picked up three magazines for her pistol and the locked the door on her way out. She strapped the knife issued for combat to her thigh, she had begun to fill the magazine in her pistol with rounds as she descended the elevator.

She sent a voice message to Ater and Ehren. "You too are going prevent the infiltrators from reaching the president, if they take the path involving the elevators bring them to the prison and lock them up immediatly. Do your best to not make a mess of them."

She wanted to find Millia, Kim, Roma and Raine, she had other plans for these Turks, plans that would make the president very happy.

Ater looked around as the alarms went off and the intercom started barking out about intruders. Great, people breaking in again and here he was without any of his equipment. They better had stored it safely or he was going to kill somone. But what really pissed him off was the lack of two things. His Sythe for one, and his pants for the other.
Hearing rushing footsteps closing in from down the hall, Ater shrugged, guess he'd have to borrow some things. Opening the door he poked his head out and saw one of Shin-ra's bog standard SOLDIERs, the guy wasn't even good enough to be a ranked officer. Sighing Ater stuck his arm out, grabbed the man by his coller and yanked him into the room, pinning him to the wall.
"Right, listen up, no questions, give us your uniform." Ater growled at the man.
"But who..." the man was cut off as Ater's forearm slammed into his throat, dropping him like a stone.
"We SAID no questions" sighing Ater quickly stripped the man and put on the uniform, it was a little roomier than he'd expected, but then he'd never had to wear the basic uniform before.
Calmly picking up the man's gun Ater walked out of the room only to have what seemed to be a Second class SOLDIER confront him.
"Private! Where have you been?! This is an attack on HQ! GET MOVING!" The man barked, obviously he was in charge of the squad the man Ater had knocked was from.
"How about, we tell you to go ******** yourself, you take a swing and we put you face down on the floor before you know what's hit you?" Ater didn't remove the mask he was wearing, hell, he knew he'd have jobs to do right now, but this was just funny.
"And why do you think you can do that boy?!" The SOLDIER was neer screaming at him.
"Well, mainly because we still hold the record for the fastest time in clearing the SOLDIER first class exam you ********!" Ater snarled "Now move out of our ********' way! We've a job to do!" And with that Ater took off past the stunned man.
Now all he had to do was actuly find another Turk so he could get a breifing on what the ******** was going on around here. And even if his wounds ached he was sure they'd hold for the moment.