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Hal: *wrinkles his nose at the idea of using swords in combat* What are you, living in prehistoric times? The sword is ridiculously outdated compared to the power of gunpowder and shot based weapons. You don’t need any strength to pull a trigger. You just need skill and target practise. *nods his head, grinning* How many others honestly want to learn how to use swords any more? Not many I bet.
Hojo: No, this is going to be relatively quick. *snaps* Look forwards and up, boy. *shines a small pocket flashlight into his eyes, wanting to check the reaction his irises make to the influx of light* Good. *moves away to his box of supplies, grabbing up some cotton wool and a small bottle of spray-disinfectant. He sprays it on Sephy’s upper arm, then swabs the area clean with the cotton wool. Then he picks up the syringe he prepared earlier and injects it into Sephy’s arm, being none too gentle about it. He injects the fluid into his veins before pulling the needle out again, tossing the syringe into a nearby garbage bin* Monitor his reaction.
Sephiroth: *sits patiently and glances up at the ceiling while Hojo injects him up. He hisses slightly as the needle pinpricks his skin, but he otherwise doesn’t seem to care much. After Hojo is finished with him, he shivers a bit and closes his eyes, crouching over, placing his head in his hands*
Zack: *shakes his head at Hal* Say what you will, Hal, but all the best of the bests know how to use swords and are experts on it. It takes a true warrior to brandish a blade and face off another living creature with it. It also takes much more fineness and skill than simply aiming and pulling the trigger. And there’s at least a dozen in the sword fighting class, not counting myself and Sephy.
Assistant: *nods at the Professor’s words and begins to take notes on Sephiroth’s reactions. She keeps close tabs of his vitals and other readings that are being provided by the nearby equipment as she takes the notes* The child seems to be having no problems, Professor.
Hal: Bullshit, Zack. You can wave a sword around and be all lah-dee-dah and fancy-pants like that. But you sound elitist. *scowls* It takes just as much skill to aim a gun and pull the trigger, and still hit your target after having to deal with the recoil from the firing mechanism. The only no-brainer part of a gun is firing it at point-blank range. They’re two different skills, but they both require…. well, skill, if that makes sense. *looks a little confused himself* Yeah.
Sephiroth: *just sits there and puts up with the horrid pinpricking feeling rushing through his entire being as the injected contents of the syringe begins to work through his system, the agents binding to his veins and other various parts of his body* I’m fine, sir… *raises his head, staring at the wall. Right now, the irises of his eyes are glowing brighter than normal, but apart from that, no other outstanding changes have occured on his person*
Zack: Say what you will, Hal, but you can’t deny that all the highest ranked military officers to date have brandished swords and not guns. I assure you that will continue on ’til the day we die. *smirks in a cocky manner* I bet I’ll make it to first class as soon as we graduate while you will be struggling at Third. I’ll be side by side with Sephy at the top of the class. I’m willing to put ten gil on it!
Assistant: *continues to take down notes then leans in closer to Sephiroth and takes note of the glow in his eyes* He seems to be going into a trance again, Professor. *pulls out a small flashlight and aims the pin-point of light at Sephy’s eyes so that she can determine how aware he is*
Hal: *looks completely unimpressed* Ten gil, huh? The last of the big spenders I see. *rolls his eyes, the sarcasm in his voice very apparent. He chuckles and sits upright, then places his cutlery on his tray, packing up the remains of his mess* I’ll bet you a thousand. *smirks* DO whatever you want, I’m going to uprank to first class and become a top-rate sniper. I think it’s awesome to lie in wait on the tops of buildings and then blow the crap out of people when they’re minding their own business.
Sephiroth: *loudly snorts* You’re wrong, I’m fine… I just feel really…. *lowers his head, burying his face in his hands, groaning. After another few moments, he begins to shake, then he passes out, his body going limp, leaning dangerously off the edge of the table*
Zack: Yea, ten gil. *playfully smirks* That’s all your worth, Hal. And you know that we’ll be broke even when they start paying us. *chuckles then stands up and stretches* But dream all you want. You’ll never make it to First Class. *looks about* I do wonder where Sephy is though.. It’s not like him to completely skip out on eating.
Assistant: *takes note of Sephy’s sudden reaction then repositions him* Professor, the boy has lost consciousness. However, I do not believe it is anything major. *stands up and looks at Hojo* Do you want him to be relocated to his room or are there more procedures for today?
Hal: Yeah right, Zack. One day I am going to be rich from this job, and that’s all there is to it. Sniping class, dude. High risk, high paying. Within a few years, I’ll be living on Easy Street with goldleaf-lined shoes. *glances towards the door and frowns* And hey, yeah… you’re right. It’s not like Sephiroth to miss out on food. Not that he’s a food-freak, or a tub of lard or anything…
Hojo: *dismissively waves his hand* Relocate him to his room. When he wakes up, he can participate in his normal activities. I am done with him.
Zack: *frowns at Hal’s words* Yes, we both know he isn’t a lard-bucket. He has much more muscle on him than you do. *shakes his head* I’m going to look for him. You can continue dreaming of riches that we simply won’t ever get as SOLDIERs all you want. *gets to his feet then jogs out of the room and toward the dormitories, hoping that Sephy is there*
Assistant: It will be done, Professor. *picks up a radio and contacts the security department* Sephiroth needs to be moved back to his room. Bring a stretcher and two men to escort him. And make it quick. *she then sets the radio to the side and moves over to Hojo, handing him her notes* Sir, may I ask a question?
Hal: Hey shut up! *calls out to Zack* What would you know, Zack un-Fair? One day I’m going to be rich! They don’t exactly pay us peanuts to go out there and defend the city, you know! *grumbles and rises to his feet, heading to his next class*
*a small group of men are soon dispatched into the area, two medical staff carrying a stretcher. They load Sephiroth into it, and then walk out of the room, the security guards on their tail. The group heads out of the medical area, and walks through the student areas, eventually heading into Sephiroth’s dormitory so they can dump him onto the bed*
Hojo: *growls at the group of men as they leave* Be careful with him! And don’t let too many people see you, else they will ask questions! *narrows his eyes at the assistant, but soon gives in and nods his head* Fine, ask away. But make it quick.
Zack: *loudly chuckles at Hal’s remarks, but doesn’t stop to retort back to the boy. Instead, he races back to his dorm room just in time to see Sephy delivered there* Shit! What happened?? He was fine just an hour ago! *frowns as he receives no answers from the security guards. So, he rushes to Seph’s side and begins to shake him* Hey man, wake up. Sephy, snap out of it.
Assistant: Y-yes sir. I was just curious why you seem to dislike women assistants… I know I’m about the only female that you’ve hired to be on your team. Forgive me if I am being presumptuous.
Hojo: *initially responds with a low warning snarl* I have no issue with women assistants, what the hell makes you think that? *his overdefensiveness may indicate insult, or the fact he’s lying* Besides. Not many women seem to like getting into this field of research and development, thus, they are very hard to come by. I had one other female assistant, and she was a weakling, and overemotional. She initially treated the project like just another proceedure, at least until she began to invest her own feelings into it. *growls, banging a fist down on the table* She was a wench, and I am glad to be rid of her.
Sephiroth: *makes a rather unintelligible noise as he is shaken, his eyes slowly opening, heavy with sleep. He glances over at Zack, seeming to have trouble focussing his eyes on the other young man* H… hi..
Assistant: Well, sir, you did give me a rather harsh time when I applied.. And the others said that I’m about the first female on the team for years. They also mentioned something about a thief.. *shakes her head* I’m sorry for the affront, Professor.
Zack: *looks over at Seph’s face and deeply frowns* Man, what happened to you? We need to get you to the nurse.. Did some punk give you 99 proof alcohol or something like that, Sephy? *tries to gently sit his friend up by reaching behind him and slowly pushing him upwards*
Sephiroth: *makes a sudden sharp groan and moves a hand to his head, trying to quell the strong dizzy sensation swimming through it right now* No… *tries to shove Zack away, flailing an arm at the air, wanting to lie down again*
Hojo: A theif? *scowls deeply* What the hell? What have my other assistants been telling you? I recall no theif on my team.
Zack: *frowns and takes the hint, stepping away from his friend* Seriously, Sephy, what happened? You look like.. Man, I don’t know. I’ve never seen someone as sick as you look at the moment. Did you fall down some stairs and into a septic tank?
Assistant: *lowers her head* I’ve only heard rumors, sir. About a woman who appeared for a few days then took Sephiroth from your lab right under you nose.. I haven’t really heard the whole story. *Shakes her head* Some say it happened and others say it’s a tall tale..
Hojo: *grits his teeth and makes another loud hissing sound, shaking his head* Those are just stories. There has never been a break-in at ShinRa Headquarters, and Sephiroth has never been taken by anybody. The security measures are too strong – impossible for anybody to just waltz through. *glares at her* Those were stories spawned from the media, who are bored and will print anything.
Sephiroth: *moves onto his side, then crunches up into a ball, shivering slightly* I… I don’t know…
Assistant: But sir, some of the other technicians claim that they have video of that woman from our own surveillance network… *sighs* I’m sorry for bringing it up. *walks to the table and begins gathering up their equipment*
Zack: Oh man… You’re going to miss the rest of today’s classes. You really should see the medical ward or something. *moves toward the telephone*
Hojo: *makes a louder warning growl at her* It’s a story. *he says it sharply and pointedly, and makes it sound like more of an order than anything* It’s nothing more than a lie. *narrows his eyes at the assistant* Never bring it up again. There’s no use dwelling over something that never happened.
Sephiroth: *scowls and grabs at Zack’s shirt* …no!! *growls* Leave it… *shakes his head* Not going there…
Assistant: *Slowly nods* Yes, sir. Forgive me. *finishes packing up the rest of the equipment then walks over to him* Everything is ready. Shall we return to Headquarters? *looks at the ground, feeling ashamed for making her boss angry*
Zack: What?? Are you crazy? Just look at you! You’re a complete mess. You have to get some medical attention. *tries to shake Sephy’s hand off of him*
Sephiroth: *hisses at him* Just came from there… *scowls and forces himself into a sitting position, loudly coughing for a few moments. He slowly shakes his head* They know… don’t want to go back… *finally looks up at Zack, then glares at him, the glow in his eyes flickering slightly*
Hojo: *moves for the door, nodding his head* Yes. Head for the roof and we will catch a helicopter back to ShinRa Headquarters. We have to report our findings to that fat ShinRa President idiot. *snorts* For some reason, he seems to think he should be updated at every turn of this project. All he has to do is put money into it, he does nothing of use beyond that.
Zack: *stares at Sephy’s eyes and blinks* That’s freaky.. *sighs then sits down next to Seph* Fine, but I’m staying with you. I can’t let you suffer alone! *tries to reach behind Sephy and lightly pat his back* What did they do to you?
Assistant: *nods and bows in a submissive manner* Of course sir. I’ll meet you upstairs at the helipad. *gathers up the suitcase and then walks out of the room and up toward the airstrip up above the city*
Sephiroth: *scowls, seeming to be thinking for a few moments* I… I have… *scowls* I don’t know… *shakes his head irritably, then buries his face in his hands* No good… can’t remember much about it…
Hojo: *scowls as he watches the assistant leave the room, and then he begins to write down a summary of the events that occured during the proceedure. He then walks out of the room, making his own way up to the helipad on the rooftop*
Jenna: *is leaning against the wall that is just a few feet outside of the medical facility. At the moment, she’s dressed in a low-ranked security guard’s outfit, doing her best to blend in. She glances up for a brief moment, locking her red eyes on Hojo as he passes by her, but says nothing and tries to grab no attention to herself*
Zack: Don’t worry about it, Sephy. It’ll come back to you eventually. *tries to peer into his face* Though whatever happened, it sure made your eyes go whacked. I’ve never seen them glow quite like that before.. *Frowns, troubled by the state of his friend*
Hojo: *does not notice the security guard, and just passes by her, carrying his briefcase along with him as he heads up to the higher levels, walking across the runway, smirking as he sees a helicopter in the distance, flying towards the facility* About time… *glances back at the stairs, then shrugs, walking across to the helipad, looking around for his assistant*
Sephiroth: *mumbles* That’s happened before… *growls* It will go away… *shuffles back a bit on his bed, then moves to lie down again, muttering* Tired…
Jenna: *narrows her eyes and silently shadows Hojo for a bit, wanting to see exactly what he is up to. However, she stops following him right outside the door to the stairwell’s entrance/exit* Hmm… *snorts as she tosses away the idea of just killing Hojo here and now*
Assistant: *is currently loading up the equipment onto the helicopter and telling the pilot to take care in his flying today, for she doesn’t want anything damaged*
Zack: Why has it happened before. *pats Seph’s side and reaches down to gently pull the covers over him* Are you certain you don’t know what happened to you, Seph-man?
Sephiroth: *deeply scowls, not seeming to want to talk about it at all. He curls up as if to indicate to the fact* Positive… *scowls* I was in the medical-bay one moment, then… *loudly snorts* I woke up here…
Hojo: *makes his way over to the assistant, growling slightly at her* Don’t break any of that. *glares up at the pilot* You too. *snorts and places his briefcase into the helicopter, then folds his arms* I am coming back next week. Can I rely on you, or should I find somebody else?
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