Number 8
Yuji
Static came in over a headset. "You are needed," like a wave the overwhelming distortion became near deafening. "Meet me in Soons, at Highgate... we leave for Sunagakure the day after next." A low, grumbling, inhuman voice grumbled.
"Oh?" This was new, "and where did you get my number big guy?"
"Day after next," the voice on the other end snapped. He always did hate it when Yuji flirted. Fuck, if the big guy did not have a stick so far up his ass he would hate it too. There was something about the curves that women had that he could never deny himself. He had no problem with the augments, a woman with a well placed augment or pair was a sight to behold when done by a masterful surgeon.
"Won't be there," Yuji replied. Why? Simple 'nuff, he was not the boss of him.
"They took her," Roku announced his voice barely audible over the static that muffled him.
"I know," Yuji replied matter of factly. Even if he did not know her plan, she had not returned after all this time and there was never a body recovered. It was obvious that she was taken, "does that mean you're single?" It was a joke, a bad one at that. The poor sap could not help the fact that he fell in love with an idealistic cunt. She was probably dead or something worse. Better her than him, that was his personal motto.
The reply on the other end was only silence.
Too far? Touch a nerve? Yuji snickered, he had a cruel sense of humor but it was nothing like his mother's at her prime. Who knew being an asshole was genetic. "Sorry about that," Yuji muttered, not that he really meant it. The words were more like a reflex, a magical incantation that made the negativity just disperse into a puff of smoke. An attempt to disengage verbally despite the fact that there was no risk to his well-being and safety. Alright maybe he had a soft spot for the dumb love-sick bloke with a dead girlfriend. "We're not going to Sunagakure yet Tin Man," Yuji seemed to exhale an answer without details. "The General wanted first crack."
"The general went ahead?"
Didn't Lugnuts hear? "Yeah, a couple of weeks ago," Yuji replied with a questioning tone. "The hell you been doing Roku, living under a rock?" He did not hear? He had to of heard. This is what happens when you play hooky during an evil henchman conference. "Fucking unbelievable, that means you did not get it.
"Get what?"
"The thing... you know."
"No," unbelievable a debate on not knowing 'the thing.' Everyone knew 'the thing.'
"Operation: Last Stand," Yuji muttered. "You better be ready, because from the sound of it you're not."
"When?"
"It is already in progress, I have been waiting in the wings for weeks," Yuji replied with a sigh.
"I have no time for your games Hachi," Roku grunted.
"No games tall, dark and grumpy... you're the one that went awol when Shichi ran off and you screwed up Fuu's assassination." Yeah, let's play the blame game Rusty. "Get your head on straight and bring the bombs," Yuji concluded. "We could be called in anytime."
*Click*
It would appear that he had nothing more to say. He would be sure to pick the old gal up a box of tampons next time he hit a city.
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