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Who: Sen
When: After Ky's summoning
Where: Ky's Office
What: TBA
Rating: TBA

Sen couldn't believe he was having something else blamed on him. First Kuja's incident and now Vergil's? He'd tried to run things legit - but it seemed someone just had a problem with him. The whole thing reeked of conspiracy and he had a damn good idea where the blame lay.

Why the Hell would he have Vergil attacked? It made no sense, he barely even knew the man and he certainly didn't have any problems with him. He walked to Ky's office, knocked and simply walked straight in. "You wanted to see me?"

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Sen frowned, closing the door behind him he walked across the room to the chair Ky had pointed at, taking a seat in it. He ran a hand through his dark locks, pushing them from his face, letting out a sigh.

"Look, I don't know what story you want me to tell! I don't know where you got the information about me being involved in this, but I have no reason nor desire to harm Vergil and as for the kid who supposedly stabbed him - I've never even met the damn guy."

He sat back, folding his arms across his chest. "I don't know who has it in for me, but I could take a very good and calculated guess."

Ky gave a light sigh. Obviously, the matter had been weighing heavily on his mind. However, as much as evidence thus far pointed to Sen as the culprit, and as much as he would love to get the entire thing sorted away, it was important that he understand the situation fully before punishing anyone. Justice demanded fairness.

"I can't be sure of motives, " the young guard replied patiently. "And I can't be sure whether or not you're simply lying to me." He paused, brushing stray blond hair out of his face. "Tell me who you think reported you to me, and tell me why they would want to frame you. And if there's anyone outside of your... Gang who will vouch for you, I'd like to know their names."

He slumped back in the chair, blowing a lock of hair out of his eyes. He folded his legs, before resting his elbow on the chair arm, resting his hand on it. "I think it was Sword. He's pissed and he's trying to get back at me. See... we had this whole plan to get these guys off his case - Reno and Hwoarang - I think their names were. We planned this big break up and set up a stabbing incident - that went very wrong and almost killed Sword."

He paused, taking a breath, thinking over the words. "In UGH... if you show weakness - you lose power... so by overpowering Sword his men would have turned on him - so I did the only logical thing I could thing of and took his position as Shut-Call. Well... that pissed him off enough, until I explained I'd give the job back when he was better."

"However, when he found out I'd slept with another man he ended our relationship and is now determined to really destroy me as shut-call." He frowned. "As for people vouching for me - take your pick - Norman, Squall, Ryu, Kain. How about Vergil? Have you even asked him about the incident?"

Blue eyes narrowed faintly, calculating and thoughtful. As a matter of fact, it had been Sword who had reported Sen's name to him, and now that he thought about it, the matter was rather suspicious. Of course, the story seemed a little far fetched, but possible. Elaborate was the word, perhaps. Still, he didn't really put too much on Norman or Ryuiki's word, having had brief interactions with them both. And Vergil was still gravely injured, as far as he knew. It was a difficult situation.

"So, you're saying this is revenge out of jealousy, " the blond clarified, trying not to feel more used than he already had. If Sen was telling the truth, then Sword had a lot of nerve to lie to him then be intimate with him. Of course, Ky knew no one was to blame but himself.

"I think... I think I'll have to talk to some parties who aren't biased between you and Sword. Hwoarang is close with Vergil, is he not?" He wrote a memo to himself. "All right. I'll laeve a note for those willing to vouch for you to do so." A pause. "If there's anything else I might need to know... Now is the time. I'd rather not find out from someone else, and I've heard you have a habit of taking punishment into your own hands."

He adjusted himself in his seat. "Sword... He's a man with his own agenda and he plays by his own rules. When someone breaks one of those rules - he'll take things into his own hands. I hurt him by sleeping with Norman - the one person who could even come close to winning my heart from Sword."

He uncrossed his legs and crossed them the other way. "He knows beating me to a pulp won't do any good - so he's trying to break me mentally."

A slight smirk crossed his features. "You do know that Sword and your very own Warden are responsible for most of the drug trafficking going on in here, right?"

"Well, all of you will have to learn to play by my rules, " the young Cheif Guard replied curtly. "You and Sword especially." It was ridiculous to the point of being stupid. A man's life and blood was not worth something so immature as jealousy or a love affair. But of course, these were, after all, murderers. Maybe Ky was expecting too much.

He sighed before going on, weariness briefly touching his voice. "I'm aware that there is deep corruption in our organization and that many of the staff members are involved. I'm also aware that several groups are doing their own drug trafficking, and it will be dealt with accordingly. As the shut-call, I imagine you do a little drug trafficking of your own."

"If you guys could keep Sword under control, I'd have no reason to counter him now, would I? As a general rule, I am not a violent person. Now I know the incident with Franks and Morton doesn't much prove that point - but they got what they deserved. Solitary isn't punishment enough for someone who puts another person in a working dryer."

He watched the man closely. He really didn't like having this blame forced on him, but what could he do other than tell the truth? "Yes... I have done a little trafficking - low class drigs mainly - and mostly obtained from the Warden."

"Sen, " Ky answered tiredly after a beat, running long fingers through golden hair in a stressed gesture. "You're in prison for murder. And you are pleading your non-violent nature to me while agreeing that you punished two men. I want to work with you here, I honestly do. I don't want to punish anybody, but to keep the order..."

He sighed, going on. "I don't want any repeats of the incident with Franks and Morton. You're expressly forbidden to harm anyone, unless in your own self-defense. If someone has wronged someone else, you're free to report it to me, and I will deal with it accordingly, okay?" He rubbed at one blue eye wearily. "I'm more worried about the violence than the drugs, and I know you won't listen to me if I ask you to stop... So for now, I want your word you'll do as I asked, and if I find out you've done anything contrary, solitary will be the least of your worries."

And likewise, if he found out that Sword had been lying to him and was responsible for Vergil's injuries, his wrath would be far more than a few days in the Villa.

Sen once more leant back in his chair, folding his hands across his chest, tapping his fingers on his elbow. "Very well!" he said, not really having to think about his answer, since he had no plans of hurting anyone. "I will not a lay a hand on anyone, unless of course, it is self defense. But I have one condition - if you cannot do this for me then I may have to break my promise. I need you to make sure no one lays a hand on Norman Hayes. Especially Sword or his men."

He didn't really care what happened to himself, but if Norman was injured because of him, it would break his heart. He'd never be able to forgive himself.

Ky offered a small smile at Sen's reply, pleased with it. "You have a lot of nerve, to bargain with the Cheif Guard, " the blond replied, but in good-nature, rather than annoyance. This session had gone a lot more easily than he thought it would, though new complications had arisen. He would have to sort this matter with Sword, Sen, and Vergil as soon as possible. "I'll do what I can to protect Mr. Hayes, but I can promise anything if there's any breaking of the rules."

He ran a hand lazily through his hair, offering a smile of his own. "You learn to adapt in this place. One of the skills you need is to bargain or you'll be walked all over. I've learnt a lot in my time here - mostly from Sword. I've seen the way he deals with things and it made me realize there are other paths. And I hope my paths are just as effective."

"I don't care what happens to me, as long as nothing happens to Norman. He has done nothing wrong, yet I'm afraid of what might happen to him."

Ky just let out a stressed sigh, unconsciously mimicking Sen by running his slender fingers through his own blond hair, a habit of weariness.

"For your sake, I hope you're right, " the young guard replied. "First impressions told me you weren't a bad person, and I was disappointed to have your name mentioned to me at all... But if what you say is true, and I've been lied to, believe me when I say there isn't a punishment harsh enough for your accuser. As for Mr. Hayes, I can only promise to do my best. I can't promise my personal protection all the time, but... I'll send guards I trust to watch him when I can't, if you find that suitable."

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