ShinRa HQ
Who: Barret, Elena, Rufus
Status: Eh....kinda open
When: 1:00 PM
Where: Shin-Ra HQ
What: When Barret comes a-knockin', someone better answer the God Damn door.
After his meeting with Reeve, Barret attempted to take a breather by taking a much needed walk around town. Unfortunately, the more he walked, the more irritated he became, seeing a few strung out individuals showing symptoms of usage from M-PIV. The distant conversation he heard amongst the people in regards to the paper did help either, and did even less to his mood when he bothered to finally look at the headlines. He felt like sleeping for the next year, just becoming too damned tired for the bullshit.
Striking a contract with Reeve had it's ups and downs, but for the moment he didn't want that on the forefront of his mind. He didn't feel like having to explain that to Rufus when he'd just told him he wasn't officially on WRO's payroll, which was the truth mostly. He hoped the site near Kalm proved to be worth his time in movement and cost in labor and equipment.
When he finally stepped into Shin-Ra Headquarters after alerting the President of his arrival, his muscles weren't quite as tense, but seeing Elena at the front desk made them bunch all over again. For some reason he had a feeling he wasn't going to get through without a fight--and dammit if he wasn't ready for one. "Your President is expecting me," he said to her gruffly as he approached the desk, his eyes set to a narrow, wary expression.
Status: Eh....kinda open
When: 1:00 PM
Where: Shin-Ra HQ
What: When Barret comes a-knockin', someone better answer the God Damn door.
After his meeting with Reeve, Barret attempted to take a breather by taking a much needed walk around town. Unfortunately, the more he walked, the more irritated he became, seeing a few strung out individuals showing symptoms of usage from M-PIV. The distant conversation he heard amongst the people in regards to the paper did help either, and did even less to his mood when he bothered to finally look at the headlines. He felt like sleeping for the next year, just becoming too damned tired for the bullshit.
Striking a contract with Reeve had it's ups and downs, but for the moment he didn't want that on the forefront of his mind. He didn't feel like having to explain that to Rufus when he'd just told him he wasn't officially on WRO's payroll, which was the truth mostly. He hoped the site near Kalm proved to be worth his time in movement and cost in labor and equipment.
When he finally stepped into Shin-Ra Headquarters after alerting the President of his arrival, his muscles weren't quite as tense, but seeing Elena at the front desk made them bunch all over again. For some reason he had a feeling he wasn't going to get through without a fight--and dammit if he wasn't ready for one. "Your President is expecting me," he said to her gruffly as he approached the desk, his eyes set to a narrow, wary expression.