THAT'S JUST HOW WE DO THINGS

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alucard. hellsing.

[goneforawalk]

trevor belmont. castlevania.

[classitup]

d. vampire hunter d.

[ghastlyaura]

reno. ffvii et al.

[redturk]

[missioncomplete]

[ up for bloodying some suits? ]

[redturk]

[ absolutely! any particular scenarios in mind? i'm down for pretty much anything. ]

[missioncomplete]

[ maybe an interrogation/post-interrogation cleanup, a hit, or these two getting in a squabble? i'm pretty flexible too. ]

[redturk]

[ oh shit, you had me at interrogations honestly. that's my jam. ]

[missioncomplete]

[ rad, we can do that! any preference on who starts? ]

[redturk]

[ if you don't mind, i'm about to start making dinner, haha. ]

lmk if anything needs tweaking

[missioncomplete]

[ It's a professional blessing and a personal annoyance that no one in ShinRa knows just how closely they're being watched at all times.

If they did they might stop trying anything stupid while on the clock, but since they don't they inevitably fail to cover their tracks well enough when they do.

Stock of materials for "experimental" stimulants has slowly been dwindling down in the chemistry labs. Once or twice spread apart this could be easily passed off as simple clerical error, it happens even on the tightest of ships. But things were going missing with such frequency that a proper investigation was in order.

What was found were security card pings in odd places at odd times, grainy footage of multiple people in one of the parking garages, and at least three people within the ranks that could immediately be pinpointed as suspects with cross-referencing schedules, clearance, associations, et cetera.

One of those people is looking mighty nervous in this room with nothing but a table, some chairs, and two Turks staring him down. That could be suspicious, but...well. Just because they don't know everything doesn't mean they don't know some of what the Turks do.

Tseng, ever the professional, sits with fingers calmly laced on the table in front of him. ] I assume I needn't tell you the gravity of these accusations against you, nor how easily this all can be over should you cooperate.

looks good!

[redturk]

[ it'd been an interesting, if very forward and foolhardy, attempt at theft. half of the people implicated probably don't even know what the stimulants will do, they just see a money-making opportunity.

but you see, the president doesn't really take kindly to being stolen from in any capacity, so really it's... well, to call it a mistake is to put it extremely lightly. to call it idiotic is a little better, but naive works too, because, well, maybe they just don't know how badly things can go for them.

it interests reno to see when that switch flips in people, when they realize just how the tides turn. if it were simple, no one would have bothered to call them in. but here they are. there are folders of printouts they could have on the table but really, there are better ways to get blood from a stone.

in contrast to tseng's calm professionalism, reno is standing, one hip resting against the table as he observes. tseng's statement is simple, and mostly true--this guy isn't getting off easy even if he confesses, but it's a nice little ploy against someone that doesn't know how they work other than rumors.

but that means the guy they're meant to break (figuratively, of course, for now) doesn't quite grasp just how deep in the shit he is. when he claims to know nothing about any of the accusations, reno tilts his head, a bit like a curious dog, before speaking. ]

See, we'd love to believe you, but then we're faced with the problem of your security code growing legs and opening doors without you. Unless you gave it to someone, yeah? And if you did that, we just have different problems.

[missioncomplete]

[ He doesn't know how someone else got his code. Of course he doesn't. He's a model employee who loves his job and wouldn't knowingly do anything to jeopardize it.

A standard answer that doesn't phase Tseng's composure, though there's a definite undertone of sarcasm in his next, ] Of course not.

None of us want to jeopardize the company in any fashion. That's why we take something like this so seriously. If you've any ideas as to what may have happened--hands on the table. [ Abrupt, much more stern than his interrupted spiel, and once the man brings his wringing hands back into view Tseng slips right back into it. ] Thank you. If you have any ideas as to what may have happened, please do share.

[ The man goes stark still as he pauses and stutters through some filler chatter, fingers twitching before he brings them to his lap again and starts on something about sharing a messy desk space only to be quickly interrupted. ]

Hands on the table. I will not repeat myself again.

[redturk]

[ reno is always itching under his skin in this situations, and tseng will recognize it in him easily. he aches for the escalation, for an excuse. for now though, he'll behave: he lets tseng do most of the talking and hangs back, at least for now.

it's interesting to him that being repeatedly told to keep his hands on the table isn't working, because even after the man apologizes and puts his hands back on the table again, it's only a moment or so before he's rambling about his coworker (who has clean alibis out of the building entirely) being able to get his code from his desk.

in that same moment his hands drop again and without a word, without waiting more than a split-second, reno's mag-rod is slamming down on the table with a loud clang right where his hands had been resting. there's enough force to splinter bone, had he still been there, and the man jumps so hard he almost falls out of the chair. ]

If you can't listen to simple instructions, how are we supposed to believe the story you're feeding us?

[missioncomplete]

[ Tseng doesn't even flinch.

He knows very well how Reno would prefer handling this, and as the man hastily fumbles through a not-apology Tseng is beginning to empathize with that eagerness. It's always best if they can get through things quick, clean, leave no trace to need bleaching off the floor later, but one doesn't make it very far in their line of work if they aren't ready and willing to go a little further to get the job done.

He sighs, ] I can see this is going to be a distraction. If we're to make any progress here it may be wise to rearrange ourselves.

[ "Rearrange" he says, but his hands pointedly mime something more along the lines of "bend". ]

Reno. [ A nod in his direction. ] If you would.

Ashe ☠ Overwatch

[deadlock_diva]

Ergo Proxy // Ergo Proxy

[theworldunwinds]

[God of Death. Come at me bro.]

Akagi | Azur Lane

[foxmine]

[ Oh boy genocide meme. This is just like another day for her. ]

Tyl Regor | Warframe

[tubedad]

Inuyasha | Inuyasha

[inu_yasha]

Peri | Fire Emblem Fates

[scaryperi]

Zidane Tribal|FFIX|ota

[leading_monkey]

Leone Abbacchio | JJBA: Vento Aureo

[grandpapiss]

[Dead inside and ready for some Reservoir Dogs shit.]

Rosalie Mulligan | Original | OTA

[palelyloitering]

[Vampire with a bloody past and well versed in violence. Open to all. Assumed CR, other OCs, canon characters, etc. all welcome. Please see her permissions post here and information post here. Please be aware of various triggers within.]