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[action] From eternity's view tell me which one is me?

[Tseng seems to have gotten himself a somewhat strange looking hound for christmas, it's a handsome black creature somewhat akin to a cross between a greyhound and a doberman with what looks like a second tail that reaches from between it's shoulder blades to well past the end of it's body.

The hound follows along beside him silently as he stalks through the halls of Garden, back in his suit with an icy sort of veiled anger rolls off of him despite the festive cheer filling the building. It's a mood far better suited to an assassin or boogyman than the teacher or simple mercenary he's supposed to be here. It's the barely leashed raw intimidation a Turk is taught to wield in a room from the day they're fitted for the suit they're to be buried in.

The hound isn't afraid of him or bothered at all by his foreboding demeanor, something which may seem a bit off for a dog around someone with that much anger in them. In fact it's behaving remarkably more like a bodyguard than a pet.

Tseng doesn't stop his stalking until he reaches the snowy quad, and it's here that with a quiet motion of his hand the hound runs off to do whatever it is hounds do in snow and he moves to a mostly cleared bench to sit still for a moment.

The problem with not being moving anymore though is that his mind begins to whirl faster.]

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[Crunch crunch crunch.

That's Reno's typical sounding long-legged gait coming up to Tseng.]

Hey.

[He's not intimidated in the least by the mood Tseng's in, but he is cautious.]

Looks like you're all yourself now...

[Tseng just makes a noise in his throat, giving Reno a look that said he'd rather be left alone but wouldn't chase Reno away either.

The hound comes bounding across the snow towards Reno, settling a familiar distance away.]

...apparently it's been decided that I needed Dark Nation in my room this morning.

[Holding out a hand for Dark Nation to sniff, Reno shrugged.]

Wasn't me. You think the boss is around here?

No. I looked, Dark Nation didn't lead me anywhere to find him either.

[Hey Reno, Dark Nation missed you... kinda.]

Oh. [For a moment, he sounded a bit disappointed, but he rubbed Dark Nation's forehead a bit.]

You doin' okay there, chief?

I'm fine.

[It's a lie, but one Tseng has to tell even himself.]

Just... not used to this place yet, I can't exactly go pulling fingernails or cutting tendons for stress relief.

That bad, huh?

[He's been with you long enough to know the truth, Tseng.]

Hey, chief, why don't we go on a field trip? Just you and me. Bash up some challenging monsters.

You don't have the authorization.

[His tone is flat, and he's far more interested in watching the guard hound than Reno.]

You're considered only little more than an ordinary citizen here.

[A huff of frustration.]

I didn't mean that, chief, and you know it. I mean just you and me out on the town, or monster hunting. Not SeeD sanctioned, sure, but I only work for them, I don't have to follow their military code.

This may be the equivalent of being put out to pasture, Reno, but I still don't think my liver could keep up with yours.

[It does have merit though, he doesn't have classes to teach for the next week and he's sure there's somewhere to shake lose of his own mind for a night or two. Long enough to let the raw ache in his chest scab over and begin to scar up again.]

Garden isn't ShinRa, Reno. SeeD aren't Turks. You can't use our standards for these people.

[Now he was just frustrated, kicking at a snowdrift.]

Yeah, I know, but... [then he stops frowning and glances at Tseng] oh, I get it. You're doin' that on purpose.

Doing what?

[He finally looks at Reno, there's a stony look on his face before there's a twitch of a snarl.]

Telling you that you're no longer high man on the food chain here? Nobody's heard of Sephiroth here, let alone ShinRa so we don't have the luxury of a reputation to hang over people's heads without clawing one out against the only people who are actually willing to stand our existence on this planet?

If that's what you're insinuating then yes. I am.

[Okay. That hadn't been what Reno meant at all, in fact he's rather taken aback at the amount of hostility. Sure, he figured Tseng was in a mood but- he had no idea it was hitting this deep.

He was only part way through that journal he had nabbed.

Instead of retorting in his usual manner, he just gave Tseng a hurt look, which was unusual of itself for him.]

Nobody forgets who they were, or where they came from.

[Tseng stands, lip curling in a dark expression and his voice is sharp with anger.]

No, we can't; because the moment we begin to the universe throws everything we could have had in our face and rips it away again the moment we begin to try to hold it for once.

We're forever haunted by the things we could never become.

[Now, Reno is pissed. At the world, at this Time Compression crap, and most of all, Tseng's hardheaded stubbornness. He stands up too, hands on his hips and scowling, though he never could look as intimidating as Tseng could.]

You're a fucking idiot, Tseng. And you're a hypocrite. You just pointed it out. We got a tabula rasa here and you're whining about things that never were and people we "can never become."

[He's got a hand on his EMR on his belt just in case Tseng decides to try something, but he's going to be heard.]

You don't give a crap what I think, but you're gonna hear it anyway. Bullshit. You can be whoever the hell you want to be, but you're so damned bound up in your own self-hatred you got a such a straight stick up your ass about simply bein' human you can't bend.

[That was a little too knowledgeable for Reno's own good, but he spent years trying to figure out Tseng and he wasn't going to let the journal or the new insight into non-Turk Tseng pass.]

One thing I never figured out about you, but now I think I get it. You're a coward, Tseng. Grow a pair and ask her out.

Shut up, Reno.

[Reno's right to be ready for Tseng to swing. Tseng's not as fast as Reno but he's good at taking advantage as fast as possible. Tseng's got a mean swing though, and a good deal of power behind it.]

[That wasn't exactly what he was expecting, and it hits before Reno can react. He goes back a few steps, off balance and sits down in the snow. Probably just as well because his eye is already turning colors.]

Shit.

[Tseng's stepping towards Reno, moving to kick him over and put his weight on his fellow Turk's chest.]

Don't you ever think of using her against me, Reno. Apparently I'm willing to let myself be killed by ShinRa to keep her safe.

[He grabbed Tseng's ankle to keep him from pressing too hard.]

It needed to be said, you dick. 'Scuse me for tryin' to get your head outta your ass.

Get out of my sight.

[He moves his foot, aiming a none too gentle at Reno's ribs before stalking off.

Dark Nation gives Reno a look before following after.]

[YEAH WELL THEY'RE BOTH GETTING THE TONGUE.]

[What does intimidation do to Pinkie? Absolutely nothing.

Pinkie finds Tseng in his usual attire, and wonders what he's up to with that dog-looking creature. So she approaches him.]

Hey, Tseng! Whatcha up to?

[The hound is at Tseng's side quick as a shadow when she approaches, settling protectively at his feet and eyeing her.]

Getting outside.

[His tone's clipped, he doesn't dislike her but he's rather short on paitence at the moment.]

[She blinks at the dog before bending down and reaching into her side bag for a doggy snack. She doesn't even had a dog. The snack is offered to the pet with a bright grin.]

Yeah, I can understand that! A lot of awful stuff's been happening. [Like how she was so mean to her friends.]

No treats, she isn't a pet Pinkie. Dark Nation is a-

[Trained and lethal guard hound.]

Service animal.

[There's a very long sigh after that as he considers simply telling her to go away.]

Indeed they have, though what's considered awful is different depending on who you're talking to.

Dark Nation? [That's a weird name for a pet, but Pinkie just shrugs before standing up, patting the dog's head along the way.]

I don't really think acting like someone you're not is a good thing! Especially when all you want to do is bury yourself in a hole and build a house on top of it!

[But the talk with Rainbow Dash helped lots, so maybe just a small house.]

Mn, a... friend named her.

[By 'friend' he means Rufus, who's his boss... and generally holds his life in his hands.]

I see... it wouldn't be a bad plan, sadly I'm not a carpenter.

Oh, it's a girl?! Can she shake a paw with me?!

[Pinkie is quiet for a brief moment before speaking up again.] Hey, Tseng? Do you still like tea?

No. She's not trained for that.

[Dark Nation moves to lay at Tseng's feet, still keeping a careful eye on Pinkie.]

...of course I do.

Well, what is she trained to do?!

[Dark Nation can look all she wants. Pinkie will just be oblivious.]

Would you like some~?!

...a lot, she's got a very good nose.

[Among other things really. He'll have to think something up so she could stay in his room though. Maybe something medical.]

I'm not really in the mood for tea, sorry.

That's really neat! I've always wanted a dog, but I got a baby alligator instead!

[Pinkie looks pretty dejected at the refusal, but she perks up with another idea.]

Okay.

[...isn't that suspicious?]

Alligators aren't bad.

[He doesn't know her well enough to be frightened or suspicious.]

Where are you from anyway?

[GOOD! He suspects nothing! She'll have to use her ninja skills to her fullest!!]

I'm from Equestria! More specifically, PONYVILLE! It's pretty colorful compared to here!

[Careful, he'll catch on soon enough.]

A lot of places aren't very colorful in winter.

[AWESOME! :D]

Equestria is different! There's this...this... [Pinkie quints her eyes to find the right word to describe the beauty and iridescent nature of Equestria in the winer.] This sparkle about winter that makes it pretty darn special! Like a snowglobe filled with glittery snow!

Winter wasn't too special in most of Gaia where people lived, no 'sparkle' as you put it.

That's okay! Sometimes, the sparkle is right in here! [Taps her chest where her heart lies.] And usually, that's all that matters! Even if it's a teeny tiny, eency weency smidgen of a sparkle!

People aren't too... sparkle filled on Gaia.

Oh, is it gloomy there? Is there an evil witch bent on destroying everything good and wonderful in the world with milk of glass?!

No evil witch, but it is pretty gloomy. There isn't much left to be happy about after the world nearly being destroyed.

Yeah, that does put a damper on things. But why aren't you happy that your world wasn't destroyed?!

...people still died, an entire city was destroyed.

[There were nights he could still hear the roar of meteor in his head.]

Just because the world gets saved doesn't mean it stays that way.

[Pinkie understands, and nods.] But you're right about the last part. It doesn't mean it stays that way. That goes for both the good and the bad.

Depends on the world I guess.

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