AN: Something silly, this has nothing to do with anything, really.
We are the GOOD GUYS Now
Cloud popped his neck and drummed strong fingers on the table. "Alright, anyone have any suggestions on how we should handle Dio?"
As one, a group of blue and black suited arms raised around the table.
"Anyone not a Turk?"
"What makes us not valid?" Reno asked in huff, lowering his hand and crossing his arms over his chest.
"Because we cannot just shoot him in the head."
"We can't?" Veld asked, arching an eyebrow in honest question.
"No. We. Cannot." Cloud punctuated every word.
There was a click as Vincent sat his gun on the table. "Sure we can, I could have it done in about three hours, with travel time."
"You can't just shoot people, guys."
The Turks were silent. They all looked at each other, and then looked at Cloud. "We did it all the time. It works great." Elena responded.
"We are the GOOD guys now, no willy nilly killing people." Cloud was beginning to look a little flustered. "GOOD GUYS." He stressed again.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh." Came a round of realization.
"So, now, any suggestions?" Cloud resumed.
"…can we blow them up?" Veld asked.