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onepassingnight2011-12-11 06:27 pm
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[ Report I ] Hearts and Stars
Tseng smiled thinly as he watched the surprisingly large group gathered in one of Shin-Ra's ballrooms, he'd never realized quite how many people considered him family whether they were actually related or not. There was a smattering of brothers and sisters along with their kids, people he couldn't remember seeing but were somehow actually related to him and had come to congratulate him. Turks were there, of course, new ones who were just beginning to learn how to tie their ties and old ones who'd retired before his time.
He'd given a speech; speaking of loyalty and camaraderie, that they'd only need to call and he'd put his tie back on and be out the door for them. Once a Turk, always a Turk and he'd never abandon them or the tiny group of relatives he'd recently been informed of still having.
He knew he should talk to them, approach them and say something but he didn't know a thing about any of them these days. Family had been the company for nearly twenty years now, and while blood was thicker than water he'd shed an awful lot of it alongside the Turks.
It was awkward.
[OOC: Tseng's dreaming of his retirement party, and there's newly discovered family in attendance.]
He'd given a speech; speaking of loyalty and camaraderie, that they'd only need to call and he'd put his tie back on and be out the door for them. Once a Turk, always a Turk and he'd never abandon them or the tiny group of relatives he'd recently been informed of still having.
He knew he should talk to them, approach them and say something but he didn't know a thing about any of them these days. Family had been the company for nearly twenty years now, and while blood was thicker than water he'd shed an awful lot of it alongside the Turks.
It was awkward.
[OOC: Tseng's dreaming of his retirement party, and there's newly discovered family in attendance.]
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"Actually, I was thinking of buying a house in Icicle and living there." He deadpanned, "Take up watercolors, wrestle the odd malboro, maybe learn to play an instrument, adopt a child or two."
He figured if Cloud could raise children he couldn't be too bad at doing it, Veld had been 'dad' to most of the Turks as well. It couldn't be harder than dealing with the old Shin-Ra Director's Board.
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He set his full glass down on a nearby table as he finally spoke, "All I have to say is, enjoy tonight, because we have things to get busy on tomorrow."
Thinking about personal futures could wait, he had his eyes on the larger picture so to speak. The world's future, his company's future, fixing what had been destroyed and rebuilding it anew so they didn't repeat past mistakes. The world didn't need any more super-soldiers or power-plants which did as much harm as they did good for the people. Pity it losing nearly everything, including their lives to actually learn that.
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The world didn't need Old Turks who's morals had died decades ago. People willing to bathe in blood to get the job done didn't have a place here anymore, and Tseng knew enough to realize that.
"Just let me go Rufus, please." He breathed, eyes closing. He hadn't voiced a want for anything since he'd joined the company, maybe he'd made a mistake in not faking his own death.
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However, those losses and the scathing view the world had of him had caused him to get closer to the four whom had remained with him throughout the disaster and had rescued him from perhaps death itself over the last couple years. Being asked to let go of one of them was tantamount to being asked to chop off one of his own hands.
Rufus bit back the accusation that Tseng was choosing to leave him now right when he most had need of him. Even if he supposedly would be around, would it be the same? He was too used to being able to give Tseng what he needed to be done and trusting that it would get done. Even if Reno took up that task perfectly, it wouldn't be the same for him, because there were other things that he could be asking Reno to be tending instead and this change would force him to either choose someone else to tend to them or for him to forgo them for the ones which took precedence. Tseng kept things moving smoothly whether he realized it or not, it would remain to be seen if things moved as fluidly and easily with the man gone from the picture? How could he state that he wasn't abandoning him and then ask to be let go, to state he wouldn't be there in the morning?
"I hope you enjoy your rest then." The words spoken were coolly civil, the sort which were given to people he dealt with, but showed no regard for. If Tseng wanted to be treated in such a fashion, then so be it. Though even with the decision made, it didn't stop him from wanting to keep the man with him. Where else would he go in this world, what else would he do, all jokes aside about wrestling monsters and raising kids.. surely enough he would grow bored with this notion of living a peaceful quiet life and eventually come back to them.
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It would be a good lesson to the four of them as well, which was what had been the deciding factor in why he was stepping away for a while. Prove to them all that they didn't need him as much as they all thought, and saying he was going on a vacation would have given them the knowledge that he would return for sure on a set date.
"I intend to." He replied with the same coolness, "I'll be sure to send a postcard."