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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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And she does - she was a little surprised that they handed it to her so readily, but she doesn't complain. Taking the glass, she sipped it slower than before.
"And yes, I could taste it properly. I'm used to to the stuff that will eat your stomach lining, so this is kinda like fruit juice to me." She peered at him over her glass. "Say, do you ever get drunk anyway?"
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He scowled, a question of his own rising in his mind. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer, and it probably didn't really matter either but he felt like he needed to know.
"Has Godo mentioned why he's suddenly decided to claim me again?"