urbandev

Alright. So we'll park the Fox down here by the waterfront and then fan out. Yuffie, Vincent, there should be enough cover on the beach for you to bring your teams around and flank them. No matter how well organized this outbreak is, we outnumber them. So we knock this out, mop up, and be back to our wives and children before dinner.

[Pauses as though listening to someone else speak.]

I require at least a year's notice before you procreate, Yuffie, so that I can retire and leave the city. Maybe the Planet.

And try not to destroy family houses, this time, people. This is Junon, they're a little touchy about that.

-- Oh.

Where...? not Junon.

Vincent? Yuffie?

What, so people locked up for inane "crimes," constant supervision in our homes -- the Mayor of Midgar was confined to one heavily guarded room inside ShinRa headquarters, City. It's going to take more than a curfew to faze me.