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DISPLAYING SUBJECT: Yuffie Kisaragi Label: PRIDE RECORDS Band: JUNKYARD CARNIVAL Instrument: RHYTHM GUITAR Fame Lvl: 0 (Power Lvl + Fortune Lvl) Current MP: 36 Short Description: ► Loud, ridiculous, and self indulgent, Yuffie Kisaragi is a force to be reckoned with. She's a social media butterfly and has a hashtag devoted to her escaping handlers. #greatninjayuffie #hellyes Regains So Far: ► A faint memory of Someone with bright green eyes and the feeling of being saved /missing the green eyed girl/ Leviathan/"Dilly Dally Shilly Shally"/ Nightmares of Meteor / Leviathan/ Memory of the first time she went to Nibelhiem / Memory of being able to cast Cure / _____ being mind controlled in the city of the ancients  Contact Player: ► shellzabellz ► PM ► Poptartenvy_9@yahoo.com ► bellsandtrinkets ► Whatever IC CONTACT ► PHONE: 1-555-823-4242 ► TEXT: 1-555-823-4242 ► EMAIL: Y.Kisaragi@priderecords.prc ► TWITTER:Leviathan ► FACEBOOK:Yuffie Kisaragi ► TUMBLR:Leviathanscarnival ► ANYTHING AT ALL: I WILL FIND A PICTURE LATER WHEN I AM ON THE OTHER COMPUTER SHHHHHHHHHHH

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[traumatizing]

I don't know, but I fucking-- I'm done.

[He shakes his head.] We've been doing what she wants, and she's still getting rid of us? Fuck it.

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[ Yuffie's clearly just as angry, and looks a little like she wants to hit something. Or someone. ]

This is stupid. How do they expect us to even work if they-

....What the hell is even her endgame! I don't get it!

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I wish I knew. It doesn't make any fucking sense.

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[ She takes a drink of her obnoxiously covered drink that is probably is a bit more than is respectable at one time. ]

When you say done, what'a'ya mean.

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I mean if Santiago wanted me to play along, maybe she shouldn't keep getting rid of my family.

[It's the first time he's ever called them that, but it's what he's always thought of the band as. Yuffie too, for better or worse. And whatever being "fired" means, it's pretty obvious it's not just being let out of your contract.]

[Terry scowls down at his drink before he takes a sip. This is dangerous, and just telling Yuffie what he's thinking puts her in danger too-- but there's no one he'd trust more with this.]

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[ Yuffie nods, and it's pretty clear she's thinking the same thing. They're not idiots, not any of them. At least Yuffie doesn't think so and she's pretty sure what 'firing' means, after what happened with Fetch. Santiago had been clear as far as Yuffie was concerned. ]

No shit.

[ She's also very clear on how dangerous this conversation is, and that's why they're having it away from the building. Whatever he's got in his head, Yuffie is not about to let him try and do anything alone. ]

Do you have a plan or is it just a general 'fuck the system'?

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Kind of a general "fuck the system" right now.

[Terry pauses in thought, but. Well shit's about to get even more dangerous.]

Maybe if I could find out what she's afraid of...

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You'd have to get close to her, right?

[ Well. From the look on her face it's pretty clear Yuffie is not backing down, also she's thinking things through.

Hope you weren't intending to keep her out of this.]

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[Well he'd like to, but he knows better at this point.]

Same room at least.

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Okay.

[Same room, that's less tricky than trying to do something like...any of the horrible things she'd like to have happen to Santiago.]

If we need to get in the same room as the boss, we have to have a plan to get back out.

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[Terry sighs and rubs a hand through his hair. Getting in with Santiago isn't the tough part. Getting back out without being eviscerated or taking a trip to the reprogramming basement... That's something else.]

Don't suppose one of your secret powers is teleportation?

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What, healing and magical glowy attack things aren't enough for you?

[She says sarcastically before continuing, more seriously.]

....Not as far as I know.

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[Terry frowns and drains the rest of his drink, flagging down the bartender to order another. He doesn't speak again until his drink's arrived and the bartender leaves to occupy themself with something at the other end of the bar, not that his next statement is anything worth concealing.]

This is bullshit.