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Saguru Hakuba ([personal profile] clockmaster) wrote2009-12-15 10:08 pm

[Rufus-Day Party DDD event style]

THE BUILDING || ARRIVALS

Assume that Hakuba worlhopped you here if you don’t have a worldhop of your own~

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Tseng is seated at one of the chairs, watching the security monitors. He might not stir from here unless dragged...]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] ddd-zack.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Zack appears at the door, peering around the corner. He rolls his eyes and grins when he sees Tseng.]

Aha. I knew it. I'd be collecting money right now, except nobody would bet on you not hiding in here.

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks up as Zack pokes his head through the door]

I've got things in hand, Zack. Go enjoy the party.

[Hiding? Tseng? Of course not. He's just holding down the fort so the other Turks can enjoy themselves.]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] ddd-zack.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh, right. And let you spend the whole night holed up in here? Not a chance, partner.

[Zack's smile is just a touch uncertain. He knows that his memories of all the other times he's dragged Tseng out to socialize aren't shared by the other Turk, and so he's not entirely certain of his welcome.]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He leans back and turns his attention back to the security monitors. Zack is welcome, he just isn't going to fall prey to Zack's enthusiasm this time! He is smiling, though.]

What's wrong with me spending the night in here?

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] ddd-zack.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Zack lifts a hand and begins to tick off the points]

It's boring, you'll turn into a mushroom, it's boring, you're too work-obsessed as it is, and it's boring.

[He grins and leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest.]

Anyway, you can patch the alarms into your PHS, and anything you might see on the monitors you'll see just as well by being there, and you'll be that much closer on hand to deal with any issues that crop up. So there.

[At least he's been through this many times before - and Tseng doesn't have the natural immunity built up through repetition that Zack remembers him having.]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Tseng rolls his eyes]

It's not boring.

[Though he did have a point about being close by... hmm. He chews on that other point, trying to come up with a counter-argument]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] ddd-zack.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Zack knows that particular thoughtful look, but he is careful not to look triumphant. That will only be counterproductive.]

Besides, do you really want me out there having fun without my p- without you acting as a restraining influence?

[He smiles winningly, though it is tempered slightly by his almost slip.]

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Tseng glances at Zechs sidelong, frowning faintly]

Are you saying you'll help Tyki Marquise destroy everything if I don't come with you?

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] shinra-pwnsjoo.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He was going to drag Tseng out and suffer with him, but Zack's there and it's unacceptable so he just turns back, not being seen.]

[identity profile] falselineage.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unless Lazard comes in, perhaps? If Tseng has been paying close enough attention to the monitors, he'll have noticed that Lazard hasn't actually been to the party himself]

You should take a break. I'm sure the President could use your company.

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[He glances at Lazard sidelong]

Doubtful. And you aren't one to talk, Lazard. [He gestures to the monitors] You came straight here, didn't you?

[identity profile] falselineage.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stiffens up a bit, pushing at his glasses] That's right.

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Smirk] Avoiding the President, then?

[Better to mock Lazard for it than admit he's doing the same thing]

[identity profile] falselineage.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lazard is not in a mocking mood 8|] Is it necessary that I attend personally?

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eyes him] Why wouldn't you?

[identity profile] falselineage.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't see how it would benefit anything. I could be more useful up here. [And by that he means: 'I hate my brother and don't want to celebrate anything with him :|']

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[8|] You're not needed up here, Lazard. It only takes one person to watch the monitors.

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] rockmyrod.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[But of course! Reno wanted to be surprised, he even tried acting surprised…but damn it he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.]

[Gimping into the security room after a brilliant escape from the gorilla nurse in his recovery room he knew that he would find Tseng here.]

[Pokes the other Turk in the back with his cane]

You’re so damned predictable Tseng.

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Tseng looks around as he's poked, glaring]

Sit down, Reno. Or I'll send you back to the hospital. Are you even allowed out?

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] rockmyrod.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Shrugs and sits down. He managed to sneak a bottle of whiskey out of the party…if Tseng wasn’t going out there then he would just have to bring it to the other man.]

Probably not.

[Sets the whiskey and his cane aside before rolling Tseng’s chair right close to his own and pulling the other Turk’s feet into his lap.]

But if I have to spend one more minute with the gorilla nurse--by the way thanks, she’s such a charming woman--I would go insane and wreak bitter destruction across Gaia.

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[He eyes the whiskey suspiciously, then stiffens as Reno pulls his feet up off the ground. He blinks in surprise as Reno deposits his feet in his lap.]

[Significant tone:] Well, so long as you don't exert yourself while you're out of the hospital, I'm sure you'll be fine.

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] rockmyrod.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Don’t plan on straying too far, just wanted to give Rufus his presents really, that and pick up something to drink.

[When it seems like Tseng’s feet aren’t going anywhere he pulls the other’s shoes and socks off quickly, not waiting for an argument. Taking the other Turk’s foot in hand he rubs it idly, his way of thanking Tseng for watching over him without actually saying it.]

[Nonchalntly looks at the screen as if everything is quite normal.]

Anything interesting…oooh…has the Prez pulled his gun yet?

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] company-bitch.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives Reno a severe look. He'd better only be here for that]

[It's an effort not to groan and close his eyes as Reno starts to massage his feet] N-nothing of real note so far...

Re: THE SECURITY ROOM

[identity profile] rockmyrod.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Grins. As long as he can nurse a drink then he’s fine.]

Ah…really…I was kind of hoping someone would get a few caps fired in their direction…it would be a change of pace anyway [Reno’s hands creep up Tseng’s pants along the backs of his calves and back to his feet.] Want a drink?