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[locked to: Reeve] In a pleasant mood.

[bursts into Reeve's office, sans his traditional lab coat. He's wearing a red silk shirt and his black slacks, and carrying some reports with him]

I do hope this is not a bad time for you, Mr. Tuesti. I have some files that would be useful to your department.


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Mar. 29th, 2007 03:45 pm (UTC)
[And down goes the coffee mug again, shattering into a dozen pieces and scaring the three cats basking on his desk. Reeve himself manages to finish off his memo before looking up, and does a double take at what he sees.]

.... er..... are you all right? Your face is... a bit messed up.
Mar. 29th, 2007 03:50 pm (UTC)
[He puts the files down on Reeve's desk, smiling at the scattering cats.]

My mind is being taken over by an alien life form, and she decided to kick my ass from the inside. Other than that, I'm fine.

So I see you like felines.
Mar. 29th, 2007 03:58 pm (UTC)
[One or two of the scattered cats creep up cautiously to Hojo, one even bold enough to rub up against his ankles- but Reeve's two main pets, Pixel and Cait, stay positioned where they are, the orange Siamese behind him with a flat stare, and the tiny black-and-white kitten standing splayed-legged on his desk, back arched. He picks Cait up and begins petting him, more to hide his own nervousness.]

.... I see. That, er... that doesn't sound very pleasant. Have you seen a doctor? -about your face, I mean, it's cut up pretty badly and...

[He blinks at the comment and glances at his cats, nudging one away from drinking his spilled coffee.]

Ah, yes, I... I suppose you could say I am.
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:05 pm (UTC)
My mother always told me not to trust a man who disliked cats. Guess that means I can trust you.

[He reaches down and gives the bold cat scritches behind the ears as a reward, smiling down at it. He then looks back at Reeve]

I've sterilized the wounds, and managed to get all the glass shards out of my face. It should heal up within the next few weeks. [he sighs] Like I could see a normal doctor, what with my exposure to mako and Jenova...
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:12 pm (UTC)
[Blinking again, startled by the civil response, he manages a hesitant smile and wonders if he shouldn't be calling in the Turks about now. The cat just laps up the attention, with another one rubbing at his heels.]

I see. Funny, my mother says the same thing. But, er... a potion or Cure materia would fix that up quicker....

[He picks up one of the files, flipping through it curiously, though keeping an eye on the scientist.]

.... Jenova? I've heard some things on the project, but... not very much. What is it?
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:20 pm (UTC)
[He showers attention and scritches on the cats. It's clear he likes cats.]

I don't trust them. I've seen cases of poisoning by potion. It's not a pretty sight. And half the stuff they sell isn't quality tested. You would be afraid to find out what they put in potions. As for the cure materia, it would probably react poorly with me.

[The file is on new building materials that could lower the possibility of mako contamination in a given area, along with protective coating solutions]

Jenova was the biggest mistake this company ever invested in. We believed she was a Cetra... and sought to create a human with the powers of the Cetra. The Jenova Project, which came from that, was the precursor for the SOLDIER program. We were so very wrong about Jenova...
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:32 pm (UTC)
[He's quiet during the discussion on potions, his interest more on the files- he's already seeing new projects that can be started and new applications for some of the more dangerous areas.]

... I see, I... eh?

[Reeve listens more carefully at the description of the Jenova Project, brows knitted in a thoughtful frown as he listens. it's more than he's ever been told before, and he files the info away for good use. Especially after what Veld's told him.]

Cetra... you mean the Ancients? And... precursor to the SOLDIER program? A human with Ancient powers. I see.... Did, er... your wife work on the project with you, then? I don't know her name....
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:40 pm (UTC)
Yes. Lucrecia. [he sighs softly] It was our... son... who was used in the first project. I don't think he even knows who we are. He became the poster child of the SOLDIER program.

Jenova is not an ancient. She is an alien life form... a sentient virus, if you will, that drives the host insane.
Mar. 29th, 2007 04:55 pm (UTC)
[He hides a reaction at the name- Lucrecia, the one Veld had named as partly responsible for whatever had happened to Vincent. The mention of a son, however, he can't hide- and he glances up curiously, looking... sympathetic, yet confused. Who would use his own child as a science experiment?]

.... That... must be difficult. To not be able to claim your son as your own.

[The 'poster child' remark puzzles him, nagging at something in the back of his mind, but he pushes it aside for the moment.]

- wait, a virus? A hostile virus? Why... if you know what this Jenova creature does... why hasn't Shinra eradicated it?
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:09 pm (UTC)
He despises me as a person, but doesn't know I'm his father. It... hurts.

[He turns his good side to Reeve]

Shinra needs it for the SOLDIER program. It's the catalyst used during the mako showering. The only place we can harvest the cells from is from Jenova herself.
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:27 pm (UTC)
... have you ever tried to develop a relationship with him? Even if a child... isn't fond of the person... every child should know their father.

[He pauses, leaning forward with his elbows on his desk and resting his chin on his hands. Cait curls up on his shoulder, a perfect shoulder kitty.]

So that's why you were so upset with my results. I've never had any exposure to Jenova that I know of. But... if it causes insanity... is it right to use it on people? Do they know what it is they're getting when they enter the program? If this... space virus... causes insanity, is such a disaster, why use it? Why not destroy the damn thing?
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:32 pm (UTC)
Forge a relationship with Sephiroth? Hah. It would be easier to try to get a chocobo to fly.

[he clutches the edge of Reeve's desk, struggling as his eyes flash the characteristic blue-green cateye; "he" looks Reeve right in the eye]

Be careful what you say, Tuesti. You can be destroyed just as easily.

[After this threat, Hojo manages to regain control of his mind, sinking to the floor as his eyes return to normal.]

She's getting stronger.
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:39 pm (UTC)
..... Sephiroth is...?

[The display startles him; he draws back, the cats around Hojo's feet hissing and the kitten on his shoulder actually ready to swipe tiny claws at him.]

.... Is that you or the virus talking? I've found that people who feel the need to make threats... generally do so from fear.

[He's probably being an idiot about this, but the idea of a space virus coming to life inside someone's body is preposterous at best... though he's not compltely discounting it either. Once Hojo returns to himfself he carefully gets up and walks over to the minibar, coming back with a shot of scotch on the rocks.]

... here. Take a few deep breaths and drink this.
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:48 pm (UTC)
[He takes the shot and responds]

Yes. Sephiroth is my son. I'm one of the few people who knows his full name.

[he takes a few deep breaths]

The way Jenova spreads is by taking over the mind and body of its host, then transforming the host body in order to lure in a new host to infect. I was accidentally infected early on during the project, and she's been festering in my mind ever since.
Mar. 29th, 2007 05:49 pm (UTC)
[ The alert has been enough to put the Turk leader into a state of mild worry, and upon reaching Reeve's office, he doesn't hesitate and pushes the door open to enter, only to be surprised at what he sees. ]

Hm. You both seem to be having a dandy time.
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:11 pm (UTC)
... Veld!

[The look of relief on Reeve's face is evident, though hidden from Hojo, and he quickly goes back to looking impassive.]

The professor isn't feeling well. Perhaps we should get him somewhere where he can rest.
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:13 pm (UTC)
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:08 pm (UTC)
[He looks up at Veld from his spot on the floor]

And why wouldn't we, hm?

[He pretends he didn't hear what Reeve said]

((OOC: I'm on AIM and Gmail right now if you want to chat, Shahni.))
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:15 pm (UTC)
How about the northern crater.

[ He mutters the words to himself, before entering, stepping up beside Reeve to make sure he's alright, before casting a glance at Hojo. ]

Haven't seen you look this bad since... hm. Never mind.

[ Looks back to Reeve. ]

What's the problem?
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:20 pm (UTC)
There's no problem, really. I just feel that the professor here would benefit from a visit to the company doctor.

[Reeve's never been good at hiding things from Veld, and now is no different- out of his eyes he looks more like a cornered mouse than anything, though there's some genuine concern there as well.]

He, er... seems to have caught a virus.

[The slip of the tongue makes him wince- and the young executive figures he's in for it now.]
Mar. 29th, 2007 06:30 pm (UTC)
There's nothing left here that can be cured. Jenova is a terminal disease.

[he smiles sadly]

I'm being destroyed by my own work, sentenced to die a twisted broken man. I cherish my humanity while I still can.
Mar. 30th, 2007 04:35 am (UTC)
[ Rolling his eyes, Veld isn't one for insane ramblings and having never really thought much more of the scientist, he takes one look at Reeve's eyes to know his situation, before walking over to Hojo and gently, but firmly, taking him by the arm. ]

Yes, and I'm the King of Wutai, Professor. Time to return to where you can be productive. You do remember the President is strict about the dress code the Science Department must maintain.

[ With that, he gently tugs him up to urge him to stand, while glancing at Reeve to remind him about what he said earlier and then turning back to Hojo. ]

Reeve has work to attend to.
Mar. 30th, 2007 05:00 pm (UTC)
[Reeve nods once at Veld, letting him know he got the message- as soon as Hojo was safely in his lab, he'd follow the Turk leader to his analyst. Right now, he wants to be as far from his office and the increasingly bizarre world of Shinra executive life as possible.]

... then stop the SOLDIER program. Stop the experiments. Don't let Jenova take it all away without a fight.

[He helps Hojo to his feet as well, for once feeling as blank as he looks, and manages a weak smile. What he says next is an excuse- a plausible one, and not totally a lie- but enough to give him an excuse for leaving.]

Would you like me to help you, Veld? I need to speak with you regarding the security breaches anyway.
Mar. 30th, 2007 07:16 pm (UTC)
[He looks between the two men]

I was actually planning on going out for once, Veld, instead of spending all night locked in my lab. I was just dropping something off.

[he looks and feels his age for once, and responds quietly to Reeve]

She has already taken away so much. I'm old. I simply hope that my sins can be forgiven in the future.
Mar. 30th, 2007 11:43 pm (UTC)
I think you would do better in your lab than anywhere outside looking as ridiculous as that, Hojo.

[ Veld has never shown any sort of gentleness where it's come to those he's interacted with here, and he casts an unsympathetic look towards him when he speaks to Reeve. ]

Are you done mourning yet? I'm not going to ask a second time.
Mar. 31st, 2007 02:42 am (UTC)
[Reeve blinks, unsure of whether Veld's speaking to him or not- he's not mourning anything, is he? But then, the whole situation has him so utterly confused that it's a wonder he can tell which way is up.]

... perhaps some fesh air would do you good, Hojo. It can't be healthy to stay in the lab all the time.

[He knows he's entirely too soft for his own good, but even he has his limits... and the fear Vincent showed at his name, coupled with the still-aching bruise on his cheek, tempers his sympathy some. Self-pity is something he indulges in too... but when he does, he at least acts to correct the issue.]

Age is an excuse. Try, or don't try, but choose a path and follow it.
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