How did the turks get through life without being assalted by every fan-woman in Midgar an' Edge-- and everywhere else they might have gone? Tseng was, perhaps, in the most deadly position in regard to fandom. Being head of the turks was a heavy responsibility that brought with it a hoard of admirers. Maybe it was the salary a Turk could make-- maybe it was that pressed uniform; whatever it was, one girl in particular had developed a particularly "teenage" crush on the turk leader. The girl's name was Juri, and when she set her mind to something? Well-- let's just say she might become a regular pest to Tseng who was clearly out of her dating league! Star-struck and fawning, somehow the rat had convinced a tour guide on the civilian museum floor to let her into the restricted quarters of Shinra. Though she didn't make it far, the honey locked oddity waited vigilantly by one of the elevaitors. He'd have to come down sometime... and when he did? --He'd be confronted by an adoring fan and a tied-sack of cookies (which may or may not have been good).
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[X3 Couldn't resist posting, your profile looked too quiet for comfort. Feel free to poke me back on my profile if you like profile rp. Ah~ And don't worry. X) Juri's a fangirl but I respect any hunt you're currently on for love.]
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