Leisurely Smoke (OPEN)

Quiet was feeling unusually chipper, especially given his proximity to the Shin-Ra headquarters and his, ah, disposition towards those within it. He was dressed differently to his usual attire, a white leather jacket pulled over a taut blue teeshirt, better displaying his impressive musculature than his usual overcoat and crop-top. On his head he wore a black beanie, partially covering the scar that extended from the ridge of his nose, and dark aviator shades to disguise the mako-electric glow of his icy stare. 

He leaned against a wall opposite the guard outpost, his sword resting against the wall beside him, watching the people of Shin-Ra come and go through security checks, most heading home for the night. They were people, yes. A part of him felt guilt that he hated them so. But they were complicit. They were part of the problem, the big machine that had killed his family and was destroying the planet.

When the time was right, he could not be merciful. The boy, who was capable of kindness and forgiveness, was gone. All that remained was Quiet.

He shakes his head, dislodging this darkness. Ever since he'd been transfused with... whatever was in that bootleg SOLDIER serum, the fury in him had grown and grown, a calamity in his DNA. He made a mental note to keep these mental slips in check. He might be a man on dark path, but (for now at least) he was still a man, capable of joy, love, humour. 

He eyed an interesting duo on the other side of the security post, settling down on a bench. Particularly of note to the bulky fighter was the woman; even at this distance, he could make out the mako-glow from her eyes. A true SOLDIER. 

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He'd not been planning on hanging around for long, was going to go hit up a bar. But now his interest was piqued. He'd not encountered a SOLDIER in a long time, and certainly didn't recognise this one. SOLDIERs fascinated him; generally, they had more autonomy than most in Shin-Ra's military, and he had theorised that some might end up being a weak link in the chain in terms of their loyalty to the Company. 

With that in mind, the psuedo-SOLDIER lingered.