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Night walks [Feb. 14th, 2005|08:29 am]
Scarlet Shinra
Anyone who resides in Shinra Tower has probably seen me wandering around at night. I don't suffer from insomnia; I'm usually just thinking about a work-related problem - a little stroll can help clear the cobwebs out of my mind.

In the process, I'm always finding places that I hadn't known about in little corners of the building. It's funny, because I've lived here for almost four years now, not to mention the time I spent here as a child. Last night I happened to find myself on the thirty-seventh floor, which is apparently where Shinra's lawyers reside. We have quite an arsenal of them, the best in the country, I imagine. Father wouldn't accept anything less, of course.

Their facilities are really very beautiful. State of the art computers, dark oak for the desks, and towering bookshelves in their cozy little reference library. I usually spend my research time in the executive libraries on the sixty-second floor, if not doing practical work in the lab. I can't say the law books really helped further any of my own research, but they were interesting to peruse . . . it's a talent I can't really imagine having, being able to argue well enough to persuade someone to change their mind, to see things my way. Even if the facts are on my side, I tend to lose my cool if I have to explain them to someone who doesn't easily comprehend that they are. I think this is a trait I've inherited from my father. Fussy has always been much better at keeping his head when his authority is questioned - or at least at appearing to.

Speaking of the men in my life, I haven't seen either in a few days. We have an executive meeting coming up this week, so I'll see Father there - who knows if Fus will show up or not. I have no idea how things are between them these days; I can't remember the last time I saw them in the same room together. Sometimes at night I sit in my apartment and listen for signs of them in their adjoining residences . . . last night someone took a shower, doors were open and shut, and one of them was playing opera.

It's a bit lonely at the top of Shinra Tower, to be cliche. I'll admit that sometimes, in my night walking, I'm not just looking for interesting cranies of the building or trying to get the blood pumping so I can come up with solutions to ballistics engineering problems - I also venture out of my office and apartment seeking conversation. Last night I ended up talking to that security guard on the sixty-third floor, as usual.


Back to the grind, as it were. I'm heading down to the weapons drafting room and I'll be there until lunch, if anyone should need to see me.