Definitely far kinder than they deserved, but Ophelia didn't know that. "So they're like spies then kupo?" Ophelia's eyes had widened again, leaning forward and hanging on Lucrecia's words. Clear she thought this was cool. "I know Reno is one, even though he says the company doesn't really exist anymore kupo." Pondering thinking about what she knew of the other Hero. "I guess I could see it in him, but it'd have to be in the right situation kupo."
"She was far kinder in that description than ShinRa deserved, Ophelia." Vincent's voice was quiet, but not cold. Despite his words. "The Department of Administrative Research, informally known as the Turks, were the dirty dogs of the company. We took on the odd jobs that couldn't be done by others in the company, so that they could remain clean. No one voluntarily 'left' the department; you completed the mission or you died."
A sobering counterpart to Lucrecia's description, and Ophelia's head had swiveled to listen to her Hero. He shared so rarely, and when he did it was worth paying attention. Clear she was pondering this, turning over the two sides in her mind before sighing, then a small smile. "I understand why you hope it won't come to pass kupo. For a lot of reasons." Turning back to Lucrecia, and flying at her in a gentle hug, before zipping back to tackle Vincent again. "But I'm still flattered kupo, and will try to be worthy of your praise."
Holding that, before she got silverware out and brought it over to the table, since Vincent was bringing over the bowls of stew.
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Date: 2016-02-29 06:37 am (UTC)"She was far kinder in that description than ShinRa deserved, Ophelia." Vincent's voice was quiet, but not cold. Despite his words. "The Department of Administrative Research, informally known as the Turks, were the dirty dogs of the company. We took on the odd jobs that couldn't be done by others in the company, so that they could remain clean. No one voluntarily 'left' the department; you completed the mission or you died."
A sobering counterpart to Lucrecia's description, and Ophelia's head had swiveled to listen to her Hero. He shared so rarely, and when he did it was worth paying attention. Clear she was pondering this, turning over the two sides in her mind before sighing, then a small smile. "I understand why you hope it won't come to pass kupo. For a lot of reasons." Turning back to Lucrecia, and flying at her in a gentle hug, before zipping back to tackle Vincent again. "But I'm still flattered kupo, and will try to be worthy of your praise."
Holding that, before she got silverware out and brought it over to the table, since Vincent was bringing over the bowls of stew.