Tseng sighed slightly. "Most likely. I'll never know for sure." He took a seat on the park bench. "I suppose I should start at the begining, then. When I first moved to the city, I worked for a company called ShinRa - in a way I still do, although that's getting ahead of myself somewhat. I was, and am, a Turk - we're a black ops squad, basically. Things that are too specialized, or too dirty for the main company security forces to do, we did. I joined because it's a good fit for my talents - I told you when I was young that I was always better at fighting, and I've only gotten better still - and because it's challenging. I didn't actually kill that many people for the first ten years or so I worked there - the first company president prefered to solve problems by bribery and intimidation where he could. I proved better at organising, anyway, and after a while didn't so as much in the field."
His eyes dropped to his hands as he continued, voice faltering slightly. "Just over two years ago, there was an...incident. A group of ecoterrorists destroyed two of the cities mako reactors. In retribution, we were ordered to drop a section of the plate that forms the base of upper Midgar on to the slums below. I...regret that I didn't question that order. I've made my peace with it, and nothing can reverse that decision now, but I do regret it."
He looked up to meet Sheska's eyes again. "After that...the president was killed, and his son, a man I respect a great deal more, stepped up to take his place. There was a force threatening the Planet itself, and in the ensuing battle, the company was destroyed, both physically and financially. I, along with the other remaining Turks, now work for the son, Rufus ShinRa - it's mostly bodyguarding and information gathering now, some retrievals. Rufus was very ill for a long time, but he got better recently, and forced me to take some leave...said I needed a change of pace more than he needed a nursemaid." The last bit was said with a small, wry smile, which faded as he moved on. "I won't try and claim what I did was right, or just - I recognize that it wasn't. But sometimes, it was necessary, in the way that soldiers and war are sometimes necessary."
((OOC - sorry for the textdump, Tseng is like 'MY LIFE. Let me tell you about it'))
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Date: 2009-07-03 05:22 am (UTC)From:His eyes dropped to his hands as he continued, voice faltering slightly. "Just over two years ago, there was an...incident. A group of ecoterrorists destroyed two of the cities mako reactors. In retribution, we were ordered to drop a section of the plate that forms the base of upper Midgar on to the slums below. I...regret that I didn't question that order. I've made my peace with it, and nothing can reverse that decision now, but I do regret it."
He looked up to meet Sheska's eyes again. "After that...the president was killed, and his son, a man I respect a great deal more, stepped up to take his place. There was a force threatening the Planet itself, and in the ensuing battle, the company was destroyed, both physically and financially. I, along with the other remaining Turks, now work for the son, Rufus ShinRa - it's mostly bodyguarding and information gathering now, some retrievals. Rufus was very ill for a long time, but he got better recently, and forced me to take some leave...said I needed a change of pace more than he needed a nursemaid." The last bit was said with a small, wry smile, which faded as he moved on. "I won't try and claim what I did was right, or just - I recognize that it wasn't. But sometimes, it was necessary, in the way that soldiers and war are sometimes necessary."
((OOC - sorry for the textdump, Tseng is like 'MY LIFE. Let me tell you about it'))