Trip To Wutai

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[Vin and Veld are sitting at the bar, waiting for Mitri to get back from church so they can go to Wutai.]

Tseng: Ah... *approaches them* Scarlet said I might tag along....

Veld: Oh hey there kid.

Vin: *looks him over* *likes having two hands again*

Veld: Can't remember... can you fly, Tseng?

Tseng: Hai. Helicopter and Gelnika

Vin: Scarlet gave us the code for the helipad.

Veld: So yes, you'll be useful. I can fly, but it's been years...

Vin: Any particular reason why you felt the need to come with us, Tseng?

Veld: *was so not going to ask, this is why he keeps Vin around. well kinda.*

Tseng: *nods, not making eye contact* For one, the Emperor is my father.

Tseng: and for two, I am not safe to stay here, in fear of my own anger.

Veld: *raises eyebrow* Finn been messing with ya? *so totally almost killed him and altered canon*

Vin: *the no eyecontact thing bugs him* Tseng, with all due respect, there is only room for two bundles of unstable anger management killing machines on this trip and Mitri's coming anyway.

Veld: Shush, Valentine. I could leave you here.

Tseng: *nods* Hai, Veld-san. I've.... not been at my best.

Vin: *just waits* *really has no idea Veld was THAT pissed off*

Tseng: and I assure you, mr, Valentine, I will keep better control of myself in Wutai than I would here

Veld: Yes, wouldn't want random bouts of homicidal willy nilly around Shinra right now.

Vin: *snorts* Ya want a drink er something, kid?

Tseng: *blushes a little because he's been accepted into the party by these much older and more skilled Turks* I... some tea. If they have it.

Tseng: I'd best keep full control of my reflexes.

Tseng: *paranoid little shit*

Vin: Yeah, what kind? Letty gave Cleo a bunch.

Tseng: if she has any green?

Vin: *motions across the booth from where he and Veld are sitting* Yo, Momma? Can ya get Tseng some green tea?

Cleo: *pops her head out from the kitchen* Gotcha covered, V-man.

Vin: *tilts head* Are you sure you're alright, Tseng?

Vin: *really cannot imagine Finn being attracted to someone that didn't fight with him, but then again, he's older now*

Tseng: I will be, once I'm out of this city.

Vin: If ya need ta talk about anythin kid, we pretty much seen it all.

Veld: Valentine's pretty much seen it all.

Veld: *sneaky sideglance*

Vin: *rolls eyes* over 20 years, Velly and you STILL aren't letting that drop?

Veld: Nope. The things I remember I certainly never forget. You should know that.

Cleo: *walks in from the kitchen with a cup of tea* Here ya go, sugar.

Tseng: I feel very dishonored, indeed.

Veld: You still do your job right?

Tseng: Thank you, Cleo-Sama.

Cleo: *confused by the honorific* Uh...no sweat, Sang.

Cleo: *sits at the bar picking her 'fro, wondering what the hell "sama" means*

Dmitri: *wanders into said bar* Ah, following the house of worship with a house of sin. Is that cute young waitress here?

Vin: Mitri you touch Tifa I will shove your dick so far up your mouth you choke on it and REMEMBER we don't die.

Cleo: *grins* Oooh, chile...I think I'm gon like this one.

Cleo: *clearly thinks Dmitri means her*

Vin: So you'll be sucking your own cock for all eternity.

Tifa: *shifts uncomfortably*

Dmitri: *arches eyebrows* I'm sure that's a sin. *blinks at Cleo* Have we met?

Cleo: Nuh uh, baby, dun think we have.

Dmitri: Er, hm. Dmitri is fine. Better yet, make it Father. I'm a man of the cloth and anything else might be inappropriate.

Tifa: *has gotten the Veld hand signal for hiding in the kitchen and does so*

Cleo: Well, mah name's Cleo, Big Daddy. Cleo Wallace.

Vin: Mitri, this is Tseng, he took Velly's job.

Tseng: *nods* hello there.

Tseng: *AWKWARD*

Dmitri: Ah. *turns to Tseng* Wait, are you the reason Velly lost his job?

Vin: I am.

Vin: Oh wait, no, that was just coincidence.

Veld: Vain little prick, actually, that's MY fault, thank you very much.

Vin: *snickers* *to Tseng* And Tseng, don't worry trust me, we don't think you're dishonored.

Dmitri: *nods* Then it's good to meet you Tseng. *holds out hand* Are you Christian? *just came from Church, in religion mode*

Veld: Of course this is coming from Mr. Dishonor.

Vin: Oh christs on a crutch Velly. Other than Finn name ONE thing. One.

Veld: Phone calls from your pants, Valentine. Every. Morning.

Vin: It was NOT every morning.

Vin: ONE time.

Dmitri: Woah, hey there. Living with you guys, don't need to know about it. And yes, it's every goddamned morning and you could be quieter about it.

Veld: For a week. You were THAT drunk?

Tseng: *shakes his hand* I'm a Buddhist.

Cleo: For real tho', y'all ever heard the phrase "too much fuckin' info"?

Vin: *facepalm* I am talking about the past. Thank you all so very much.

Tseng: I'm actually a High Priest. *nods to himself*

Dmitri: I agree with Cleo. *frowns a bit at Tseng* Ah, so finding Jesus is out then. Fair enough.

Tseng: Finding Jesus? Have you lost him?

Vin: *stands* Well, can we go then?

Veld: *trying not to crack up at the religious debate*

Dmitri: No, of course not. He's just somewhat invisible so you need to look. He's easy to spot, though.

Tseng: *tilts his head* So often I have heard that people are needing to 'find Jesus', and I have oft wondered at the idea of a religion who has lost their saviour...

Tseng: Ahh... I see. *except he doesn't*

Dmitri: Have you ever heard the phrase "Finding yourself" when you're confused about something important?

Vin: Oh yeah, Tseng, are you a good shot?

Dmitri: It's similar to that but with more Holy.

Tseng: Did you try casting 'Dispell' on him? That would get rid of the invisibility...

Tseng: *to Vincent* I'm in the 99th percentile for accuracy

Tseng: *back to Mitri* Finding myself? But I am always with me....

Vin: Wonderful. See, if I get shot in the head, shoot Mitri. If Mitri gets shot in the head, shoot me in the head. got it?

Dmitri: . . . *sigh* Never mind. I think it's best if you remain Buddhist for now. You're a little... hm.

Dmitri: Wait, shoot me in the head?

Tseng: Hai....

Vin: Well if I turn into Hellmasker you do counter with that... whatever that thing is.

Veld: You know, the monster bit? Don't tell me the tank flooded your brain?

Tseng: *has reached a language barrier*

Vin: And let's try to avoid Chaos and that other thing.

Tseng: *nods*

Cleo: Damn...don't tell me, Big Daddy got some freak ass thangs in him too?

Vin: Oh yeah.

Cleo: Well damn how many o' y'all is there?

Vin: For me? Galian, Gigas, Hellmasker and Chaos.

Tseng: *nodding along*

Dmitri: I have only transformed into one, but I think that's so far *frowns* I can tell there's.. more than one. *hears voices too, although they're more whispers*

Cleo: ...y'all bitches crazy. *trying not to look as freaked out as she is*

Veld: Maybe you'll turn into a vampire.

Vin: He's supposed to counter me. At least that's what Hojo said.

Veld: Oh, so he'll have a straight pervert, a dumb ineloquent one, and an... angel?

Cleo: Ya know, I don't know nuthin' 'bout science, but I don't think that lil freak ass doc knows what th' hell he's doin'.

Veld: *smirk*

Cleo: I'm jus' sayin'.

Dmitri: I agree whole-heartedly. DAMNATION to that Hojo *growls*

Tseng: *sips his tea*

Veld: Anyway, we'll be departing soon?

Vin: Yup. Take care of the bar, Cleo.

Cleo: Sho' nuff, V-man.

Reno: *is so bringing Rufus and his siblings over to the bar*

Veld: Don't let Tifa leave without an escort.

Reno: *maybe not all 7 of them, but at least 4*

Cleo: Don't stress, chief, I gotcha covered.

Dmitri: I'll escort her...I mean, if we put off Wutai for a few hours.

Veld: Remember what Valentine said he'd do to you? I'm more creative.

Vin: no.

Tseng: are we ready, then?

Vin: *is walking out the door*

Veld: We should be. *so right behind him*

Dmitri: *sigh* Nice meeting you anyway, Cleo. *following after Vin* Readyer than you, probably Tseng.

Vin: *thinking* Oh , any laws we should know about before I break them?

Veld: You're not allowed near any temples.

Veld: *walking*

Vin: I'm sure they've forgotten all about that.

Veld: Tseng? How long do orders to hang and publicly humiliate last?

Tseng: temples are strictly off limits, currently.

Dmitri: We are not going into any pagan temples.

Tseng: Save for the imperial temple, where we will likely be sleeping.

Vin: Tseng, do they have any outstanding warrants on me?

Tseng: No, I checked everyone's names, just in case.

Tseng: and pagan, sir?

Vin: Lay off him, Mitri.

Vin: Mitri's a catholic priest

Dmitri: ...well, okay, not /Pagan/. But not Catholic either.

Veld: If there is going to be scuffles the whole time, I will gag you all.

Tseng: Is there something wrong with our religion, which is much older than yours, and does not lose their savior, might I add?

Vin: *pinches nose*

Tseng: the people of my religion don't believe in anything people finding their inner Dao.

Dmitri: Our religion started with the first man and woman. It just wasn't written about until some Jews took it upon themselves. *rolls eyes as if this is obvious*




[timelapse, Veld may be near ready to strangle both Mitri and Tseng and continue strangling Mitri for many hours as he cannot die. Vin is coding in the insanely long number to get to the copter]


Dmitri: *looking over Vin's shoulder*

Tseng: *blinks* your religion is less than two eons old....

Tseng: How could it have started with the first man and woman?

Vin: Guys, PLEASE can it.

Tseng: Hai, Vincent-san

Vin: *walks into helipad with a quickness*

Veld: *has a headache*

Dmitri: Easy, God created them. It's not less than two eons old at all. *stares at Tseng* And yes, we'll drop this. I'll give you a pamphlet later, okay?

Dmitri: *follows after Vin*

Veld: Yes, pamphlets. *will go last, as he hates people behind him, paranoid old git*

Vin: *hops into the chopper Silent, stealthy, turklike*

Dmitri: *hops into the chopper, making mental note to get pamphlets for the nonbeliever*

Vin: *has NO Idea how to work this new chopper gets comfortable in the back*

Vin: *props up reading light and pillows and leans sorta into Veld and reads*

Veld: *oh no, we're not touching, la la la la...*

Vin: *reading, not cuddling, nope nothing of the sort, just drowning out the religious debate that will take the entire trip*

Tseng: *hops into the plane, heh

Vin: So, is your father expecting us, Tseng?

Tseng: hai.

Vin: Where's the rendezvous?

Tseng: I contacted him ahead of time.

Veld: *by sitting in the back has marooned Mitri to the front with Tseng*

Tseng: at the imperial palace

Veld: Well then, let's roll.

Vin: *finds this rather cozy*

Dmitri: *thoughtful about whether or not he'll be able to get many converts in Wutai*

Tseng: I will suggest that we be careful, because our presence should not be discovered.

Copter: *whee inefficient flying*

Vin: None of us are ShinRa anymore.

Tseng: It's ShinRa I am worried about, not Wutai.

Veld: Rather convenient, that is.

Dmitri: Hm, has ShinRa perfected the Soldier program?

Tseng: there are still SOLDIER units stationed, and I'm sure they'd notice... gaijins in with all the Wutes.

*flight music*

Vin: We all have dark hair, I'm tall but we should be fine.

Tseng: I would also advise against speaking to the natives.

Vin: *suddenly smiles*

Vin: Mitri?

Dmitri: Hm?

Dmitri: It's not speaking. It's converting.

Dmitri: *will most likely behave but really loves getting under Vin's nerves since the "zombie" incident*

Veld: No. Besides, you can't speak Wutain.

Tseng: *turns to Dmitri* I would also appreciate it if you would not speak of your religion.

Tseng: It would cause you, likely, to be punctured several times over.

Dmitri: Soda ka? *tries, fails*sighs* Alright, alright. I'll behave.

Veld: Good. Because I'll puncture you myself otherwise.

Tseng: *really quite serious.* *really not considering throwing him out of the helicopter* *really is not stable at the moment*

Vin: We could prolly use Heathcliff and Galian to distract the ShinRa troops and meet back up with Veld and Tseng?

Dmitri: Vin might object to that.

Dmitri: Hm? Yeah. We could do that.

Tseng: I don't think that's necessary

Veld: No willy nilly with the monsters.

Tseng: attracting attention in the first place would be.... non-ideal

Veld: You kids stay human.

Vin: Only if we need them to get by. You and Tseng look more Wutain than myself or Mitri.

Tseng: Use your ...other forms... in case of an emergency.

Vin: Galian and Heathcliff are harmless

Veld: You don't want them to change into the other ones.

Vin: We won't.

Dmitri: Can't really make them come out unless I'm injured, anyway, so it will be an emergency if you see him.

Tseng: *nods* good.

Veld: Yes, so let's avoid the getting shot.

Tseng: *nods calmly*

Veld: Which means once we're landed, Valentine's not speaking anymore.

Veld: And Dmitri, you either.

Vin: Gods, Velly that ONE time

Dmitri: ....they couldn't understand me anyway.

Veld: And how many of your "one time"s have resulted in complete and utter chaos?

Veld: Anyway, how far are we? I might doze a bit.

Tseng: about 2 hours.

Vin: But I always learn. And honestly, those two girls started it. How was I supposed to know that she was a priestess? *still leanin and reading*

Tseng: *blushes a little*

Tseng: *has often had bad thoughts about the priestesses*

Vin: *eyebrow raise at that*

Tseng: *is mostly a virgin, except for ...well, yes...*

Veld: Blah blah blah... do shut up. If you'd have stayed away from the sake and kept it in your pants...

Tseng: *chuckles*

Dmitri: *lights up and ignores*

Vin: *digs out his smokes*

Veld: Oh don't you EVEN start with that.

Vin: So, what's ShinRa like now?

Tseng: *shifts away from the smoke and leans against the hand-railing*

Tseng: Hmm?

Veld: *has in fact snatched the entire pack of cigs*

Vin: What do you do? *has more cigs hidden*

Veld: *knows this and is just waiting for them to surface*

Tseng: Mostly the Turks protect the ShinRa, rather than the city anymore.

Tseng: ShinRa has... removed itself from the people.

Veld: Oh, that was the intent, kid. Started that process looong time ago.

Tseng: *nods*

Vin: Yeah, I suppose there's no one to throw out windows anymore.

Tseng: *shivers a little*

Vin: You alright kid?

Tseng: Yes, I'm alright.

Tseng: Just... anxious.

Vin: What about?

Tseng: Everything.

Tseng: I AM committing treason, even if it is in the best interest of the world

Veld: And your point?

Liana Faux has left the room.

Vin: *is worried that the Finn thing bothers Tseng more than he lets on*

Tseng: *is does, but it's nothing that cutting off Finn's dick and shoving it in Finn's ear won't fix*

Tseng: ><

Dmitri: It's not treason. It's creative loyalty. *not helping*

Vin: *smirks and totally agrees with Mitri*

Veld: *is so apolitical now it's not even funny, and is amused*

Tseng: *smiles just a little*





[Its about an hour and a half into the trip, Mitri is napping and muttering about girls praying. Veld is asleep and SO only next to Vin because he's warm and has the blanket, no other reason]

Tseng: *sighs again, trying not to think about anything, trying to clear his head*

Tseng: Vincent-san?

Tseng: *turns around, resting his chin on the back of the seat*

Vin: *smiles at honorific* Just Vincent, Tseng. Yes?

Tseng: Hai... I was wondering... maybe....

Tseng: *looks embarrassed*

Vin: *closes book and waits*

Tseng: *sighs* You know what it feels like to be ...violated, in a way....

Tseng: How do you...handle it?

Vin: *has apparently become the comfort zone for confused ShinRa kids.*

Vin: You mean Finn?

Tseng: *nods* I feel dirty. and I can't wash it off.

Vin: *shrugs* To be honest, I'm not as...ah, honorable as you are. Finn wore me down and I finally just said fuck it. It was one time, and I probably left scars.

Vin: *sighs* I mean, I've done a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but we all have.

Tseng: Is there no one.... he won't touch?

Vin: He hit on Veld. That was almost funny had Veld not been three seconds from impaling him.

Tseng: *really ashamed*

Tseng: In my country, the way to deal with this would be to kill the one who did it to you and then kill yourself.

Vin: I think that wouldn't really fix anything, now would it? I mean, I'll level with you. Finn was my fault as much as it was his. But... if you die, then you really sort of let him win.

Tseng: *nods* I ... I want to protect Rufus-Sama.

Vin: Well, if you die, you can't. *shrugs* I'm taking it that you didn't invite the actions?

Tseng: *REALLY NOT GOING TO ADMIT HE'S CRUSHING ON RUFUS*

Litheba has left the room.

Vin: *knows the crushing on your boss look*

Vin: I mean, I can't tell you what to morally do, but killing Finn will make you feel better. I think. I felt better when I offed my old man.

Tseng: *nods*

Tseng: You're right. *nods*

Vin: Just make sure you keep your head on your shoulders, alright? Telling Finn to piss off works wonders if you have to play the waiting game.

Tseng: *nodnods*

Tseng: Ahhh. I think we're beginning our decent...

Vin: Good, Wake Mitri, I'll get Veld.