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“Dammit no!” Cursed Emma Davis “I slept in again! Tseng’s gonna be all over my a**!”
Emma Davis was a young twenty-four year old rookie Turk who has only been in the Turks for eight months. Emma was a secretary at the Shinra Company but got tired of taking calls all day and signed up for the Turk academy.
Emma rushed to the bathroom to comb her long, curly brown hair.
She managed to smile at herself “still curlier than Shurikens” she bragged to herself as she brushed her hair.
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“Alright Turks roll call is now done.” Tseng said to the room full of Turks.
“The only one absent today is-”
Tseng was interrupted by the sound of the door flying open.
“Sorry I’m late!” called Emma “I slept in!”
“Emma what did I tell you before? You can’t be late!” Barked Tseng.
“Yeah, yeah I heard you the first time.” she said, rolling her eyes.
“No you didn’t. If you did you would have not been late!” Tseng barked again.
Emma sighed without a care about what Tseng said.
“Since your late the president told me to deliver some papers but I’ll have you do it instead.” he ordered as he shoved three thick files into her hands.
“Not to be impolite” Emma began “But I came to this job to risk getting shot, not to risk getting paper cuts.”
A few Turks giggled in the background.
“Just do what I say! And being a Turk is not a glamorous job.”
“I know” Emma understood almost out to the door “that’s why I took it.”
She walked out the door and closed it behind her.
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“I want to know now!”
“I don’t know what your talking about!”
“You lie just like your father!”
“I am nothing like my father!”
The conversation was interrupted by the door opening.
“Mr. Shinra Tseng is “punishing” me so I had to bring you the papers” Informed Emma.
She paused when she saw a man with a long red cloak, long black hair, and pale white skin.
“Am I interrupting something?” she asked.
“No not at all” Rufus answered “he was just leaving”
He glared at the man to leave.
“He’s right. I’ll come back another time.” The man informed glaring back at Rufus.
The man walked out slowly not even paying attention to Emma.
“Mr. President….?” Emma trailed off.
“Don’t worry” he said “It was nothing.”
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Who was that man? What did he want? Emma’s mind questioned as Elena was driving her to a bar for girl’s night out. Maybe if I have a beer or two I’ll forget about it.
“Something wrong Emma?” Elena asked concerned.
Emma jumped at the sound of Elena’s voice.
“No I’m fine” Emma answered calmly “so what bar are we going to?”
“To a bar called “Seventh Heaven” She replied “I have some friends you might want to meet.”
“Have I been there before?”
“Probably not” Elena shook her head “We usually go to “The Buzz.”
“Huh” Emma sighed as they pulled up to seventh heaven.
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“Welcome Laney what can I get you?” asked a young woman with a big bosom and long black hair.
“I’ll have a beer” she said cheerfully “and one for my friend.”
Emma looked around curiously not even paying attention to what Elena said. The bar looked clean and non threatening like “The Buzz” does. The bar smelled fresh and breathable instead of dried blood and cigarette smoke.
This is gonna take some getting use to.
“Emma your spacing again.” Elena nudged
“Oh sorry!” apologized Emma.
“Emma these are my friends Tifa and Yuffie. And of course you know Shuriken.”
Yuffie gave a little wave and Tifa gave a small smile as she was grabbing some beers.
“You’re a Turk?” Yuffie questioned.
Shyly Emma nodded.
“Don’t b-be sh-hy Erin they w-won’t bite” Shuriken stammered, with a little confusion in her voice.
“Your already drunk before we got here?” Elena lectured Shuriken.
“Hey I need to live a little!” Shuriken raised her voice.
“Here are your beers” Tifa offered politely as she pushed the drinks to Elena and Emma.
“Thanks” Emma said.
“No problem”
As Emma sipped her beer another customer came in.
When Emma looked she stopped sipping her beer. It was the same man who was talking to the president.
“Vincent you’re here to drink?”
Vincent is his name.
“Get me a beer” demanded Vincent.
Tifa glared at Vincent with her hands on her hips.
“Be polite” Tifa said disgusted at what Vincent said.
“Chop Chop” Vincent ordered again.
“Be polite!” barked Tifa.
“…please” Vincent sighed.
Tifa handed him a beer
“Vincent this is my new friend Emma.”
Vincent looked at Emma and said “Do I care?”
“Vincent!” Tifa barked.
“No it’s okay. I was gonna leave anyway.” Emma rose from her seat “I need to check something out anyway.”
Emma slowly walked out of the bar.
I need information.
- by The Rustiest Level |
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- | Submitted on 08/08/2008 |
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- Title: WitchBlade, Midgar's story
- Artist: The Rustiest Level
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This is the second chapter of my FanFiction "The Witchblade, Midagr." DO NOT BE HARSH! this chapter is old and I tried hard. Yes this is my writing and I submitted this chapter because I need more views. If u want to read more chapters here is the URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4356605/1/WitchBlade_Midgars_story
Reviews would be nice! - Date: 08/08/2008
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- Sparky328 - 05/02/2009
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