@loqis . starter

It was Wednesday – which was also lasagna day for lunch at the Shinra cafeteria and it meant a more crowded and noisy room than it was otherwise. A good number of the employees complained about the food they had for free, but Fred was not one of them: nothing could beat his mom’s cooking, of course, but it was decent enough to get him through the day and helped save his own money for fancy dinners with Sam.

But anyone looking to grab a portion of the lasagna had to arrive for lunch at least fifteen minutes earlier than the usual (it used to be just ten minutes a couple of years ago – apparently, more people were now reading the internal e-mails on the cafeteria menus and elaborating attack plans just as he did). The line had been long enough, but Fred managed to secure his food and then took the tray away, eyes scanning the available seats for a place where he could have a moment to eat and perhaps read some of the daily news on his cellphone.

But the driver found himself standing still after a few steps only, his gaze falling on a young man (perhaps still a boy?) who was using the common tables for something else but lunch – a myriad of small components and tools were scattered right in front of him and his hands were deftly manipulating something that looked like a petite bird but made entirely of metal.

It was such a precious creation – Fred had never quite seen anything like it. He wasn’t aware he had probably stared at him (and the little creature) for too long until the man in question raised his head and found him there, the coveted lasagna portion going cold on his tray while he just observed the other man at work – or was it a past-time? They were in the cafeteria, after all.

“I’m sorry,” he blurted out, realizing he might have acted a bit creepy by standing there without saying anything, “I just had never seen these machines before. They’re so beautiful.”

Basic Information

full name: Frederik Reuter. nickname(s) / alias(es): Fred. age: 34 during FFVII. date of birth: April 22, 1973. hometown: Kalm. current location: Midgar. ethnicity: caucasian. gender: cis male. pronouns: he / him. orientation: heteromantic and heterosexual. religion: follows the main faith. political affiliation: slightly pro-Shinra, but harbors no real prejudice against Wutai. occupation: a company driver for Shinra. living arrangements: an apartment in the Sector 2 housing area, above plate. language(s) spoken: common tongue / Midgarian and his native tongue from Kalm.

Physical Appearance

face claim: Alexander Petrov. hair colour: blond, sand-like. eye colour: light blue. height: 1,74 (‎5’8″).   weight: 68kg (149 lbs).   build: lean but fit - he’s not muscular and not very strong but he’s no scrawny man either. tattoos: none. piercings: none. scars: as a kid, he fell from a tree while playing with his brothers and has a funny-looking scar on the right side of his ribs to show for it; he was also attacked by an old, vicious dog of their neighborhood and there’s a light, almost faded mark on his right leg (but the trauma persisted). clothing style: for work, Frederik is mostly in formal shirts and trousers, following the company dress code with dedication (although he doesn’t normally wear a tie or jacket). During his off-time, even if he’s a bit on the vain side, he doesn’t care a lot for fashion. It’s mostly cotton shirts, the occasional sports jersey and a collection of shorts / jeans. usual expression: serious but approachable and attentive. distinguishing characteristics: very expressive blue eyes - the things he thinks but cannot say are usually translated by the way emotions flicker through his eyes (he’s a very, very poor liar). 

Health

physical ailments: he has a genetic heart condition - nothing too serious if he eats healthily and exercises regularly, but it eventually was the cause of the death of his father and the reason he was reproved for the military. neurological conditions: nothing requiring medication - however, Frederik is very anxious (sometimes to the point of light paranoia) and he may find it very difficult to relax. allergies: shrimp - not medically confirmed but he just feels horrible after eating them. sleeping habits: Frederik is fortunate to be in a position to have a rather decent sleep schedules. If he’s not working a particular night assignment (which are very rare), he will be able to be in bed by 11pm, and waking up at 6am. He often has early mornings, but can make up for it by getting to bed earlier too. eating habits: maybe because of the shrimp issue, he’s not too fond of sea food in general and anything his mother cooks is automatically labeled as ‘the best thing on all of Gaia’. But he likes meat (on the raw side) and really spicy food. exercise habits: it’s a pretty organized, daily thing - before his work hours, Frederik will exercise at home with some simple but effective routines to ensure he doesn’t meet the same fate as his father. He isn’t a super fan of collective sports, but Sam has tricked him into playing soccer with the boyfriends/husbands of her co-workers every Tuesday and he sort of likes it (but won’t admit it to her). emotional stability: to an outsider, Frederik will be regarded as controlled and reserved (although internally he may be freaking out immensely). But all things considered, he’s level-headed and well adjusted, even if his anxiety kicks in at the worst times. It’s mostly not related to the job per se - driving, the traffic, picking up things and people he can handle just fine, but the social interactions and how difficult some Shinra executives can be can really wear the guy out to the point of a nervous breakdown. sociability: Frederik is an introverted guy - his usual hobbies are not very social and he loves reading, bricòláge (he helped his father around their Kalm home a lot) and watching documentaries, but he can be convinced to go out for drinks with friends (mostly Sam’s). He’s also good with pets but he’s never had one - the cute, fluffy ones, of course. body temperature: average - but his hands go very cold when he’s anxious. addictions: none that count - he’s ‘addicted to his mirror reflex’ if Sam’s complaints are anything to go by, but he just likes to look good and presentable. drug use: none - he’s never even tried anything, he was always very afraid of experimenting with anything. alcohol use: Frederik drinks socially - but in reality his endurance is pretty low. Compared to his fiancée, half a bottle of wine can already make him very dizzy and prone to more emotional outbursts (he’s a mix of happy and crying drunk types - it’s a coin toss to know which one you’ll get).

Personality

label: type 9: the peacemaker / mediator. positive traits: reliable, focused, well-prepared, modest, altruist. negative traits: anxious, passive, judgemental, gullible, pessimistic. goals / desires: to have a good life - Frederik has very modest goals, he just wishes to be a good husband and father and to provide the material comfort to his family (and to his mom in Kalm as well). He would like to travel and see more of the world when his unborn kid is older and capable of going with them, too. fears: chaos and unpredictability - his routine is very organized and he deals very badly with situations he’s not prepared/planned for. Improvisation is absolutely not his thing. hobbies: as mentioned above, he has some solitary hobbies - fixing stuff around the house, reading books and magazines, watching documentaries and going for walks around green areas (he misses that the most about Kalm - the fresher air, the birds singing, some nature in sight). He doesn’t do this frequently, but he likes camping. habits: his body language is very easy to read after a while - and Frederik communicates a lot of things without words. His eyes, the way he shifts the weight of his body, how he drives - he doesn’t always talk, but he always has a lot to say (or on his mind). But to a distracted third-party / bystander, he’ll come across as someone quiet to the point of being regarded as ‘boring’.

Favourites

weather: crisp weather with blue skies. colour: dark shades of blue and grey. music: he likes some indie rock and some very old/classical rock bands - thanks to his father. He absolutely does not keep up with the latest pop trends. movies: documentaries and biographies - he loves them. sport: he’s surprisingly good at soccer! It’s popular in Kalm and he used to play a little with his brothers, but it wasn’t until he was a full-on adult he discovered he’s a decent forward. beverage: natural juice and teas. food: meat (on the raw side), exotic spicy food and cinnamon-flavored confections. animal: he’s always liked wolves - but in a distant, documentary-viewer sort of way. Other than that, he likes fish and birds.

Family

father: Benjamin Reuter (deceased - heart attack when he was 67). mother: Ruth Reuter (alive - still resides at the family home in Kalm). sibling(s): two younger brothers, Lukas and Patrick. Lukas is a freelancer photographer and Patrick ended up taking over their father’s dental practice in Kalm. children: is expecting his first kid with his fiancée, Sam. The gender of the baby has not yet been revealed and they do not wish to know until the baby is born. pet(s): none. family’s financial status: he’s slightly above medium class when his salary is combined with Sam’s, but even as a kid his family had enough material comforts.

Extra

zodiac sign: taurus. mbti: ISFJ: the defensor. enneagram: type 9: the peacemaker/  mediator. temperament: phlegmatic. hogwarts house: Hufflepuff. moral alignment: lawful neutral. primary vice: sloth. primary virtue: patience. element: earth.

@devilreno . starter

His first appointment for the day appeared to be pretty straightforward: to take one of the Turks to an address which appeared to be a… Pet shop? Frowning at the app on his phone showing their destination, Fred shrugged and decided that it was not his business whether or not a Turk wanted a new cat or some fish for their living room.

Although fish were nice – and birds. The driver really missed the singing birds outside his home in Kalm. Ever since he had relocated to Midgar, there had been no music outside, just the sounds of the city that never slept. But it just wouldn’t do to have a bird caged at home, either. No, he liked them free – and it was precisely for that sort of daydreaming that Fred failed to notice one of the doors connecting the building to the garage opening, and the soft whistles that accompanied the rapid steps of something that was very clearly inhuman.

It was only when Dark Nation almost growled up to his face that the driver raised his head to meet Reno, who was currently pulling the leash around the dog a bit further to the back and giving Fred just enough space to step to the side and escape the range of the animal’s very… Sharp-looking teeth.

“G-Good morning, sir,” he said, his voice surprisingly even despite the shades of panic coloring his eyes, “Are we, uh, taking… The vice-president’s dog… To the pet shop?”

Oh fuck – the place was in sector 4, there was some road work in their way. He would be inside the car… With that beast… For a long while.

starter call!

Like this post and I’ll make you a starter so this boy can get things moving!

rp sentence starters - 5 w’s 

WHO?

“ Who are you? “

“ Who are you really? “

“ Who was that? “

“ Who’s there? “

“ Who am I? “

“ Who cares? “

“ Who knows? “

WHAT? 

“ What’s going on? “

“ What are you? “

“ What just happened? “

“ What do we do now? “

“ What are you doing here? “

“ What do you know about me? “

“ What do you know about them? “

“ What the hell? “

“ What happened to you? “

“ What happened to us? “

WHEN?

“ When did this happen? “

“ When did you get that bruise? “

“ When did all of this start? “

“ When are you going to start telling the truth? “

“ When did you first start lying to me? “ 

“ When can I see you again? “

“ When’s dinner? “

“ When are we gonna get there? “

WHERE? 

“ Where am I? “

“ Where are we? “

“ Where are we going? “

“ Where are you going? “

“ Where have you been all this time? “

“ Where have I been? Uh… See… I can explain… “

“ Where were you when I needed you? “

WHY? 

“ Why did you do that? “

“ Why are we doing this again? “

“ Why are you doing this? “

“ Why did you hit me? “

“ Why did you kill them? “

“ Why do you hate me? “

“ Why do you love me? “

“ Why don’t we ever talk anymore? “ 

“ Why do I love you? “

“ Why did you do something so stupid? “

“ Why are you up so late? “

"Fred-" the general slips the driver a tip "how's the wife?" It's rare that they make small talk but considering that they've been stuck in traffic for the last half an hour, anything is better than the drone of Midgar Radio Station 1. "Still pregnant?"

random asks . always accepting

Fred’s eyes immediately moved to look at General Heidegger through the mirror - it was so rare for him to be the one to engage in conversation that the driver jumped a little in his seat, but luckily that went unnoticed by his current passenger. The question, however...

Now, that was weird. Not only was the General talking to him out of his free will, but now he was asking personal stuff?

...Was he feeling well?

“My wife?” His mind corrected it immediately to ‘fiancée’, but he didn’t dare relay that observation to the man - not the head of Public Security, despite how Sam tried to emulate his laughter at home and the nicknames she gave him. Now was the time to be cool, to be professional. “Well, uh, she’s still pregnant, sir. The baby is not due for another couple of months at least, but... Well, you never know.”

He shut up - it wouldn’t do to blabber in front of Heidegger, but he managed to nod in thanks while he pocketed the tip during a red light at the next block. “Thank you, sir. Hopefully we won’t be... Too late to your lunch meeting.”

it’s all fun and games until someone’s late for an appointment across town – like and/or reblog this in case you’re interested in interacting with Frederik ‘Fred’ Reuter, a company driver for Shinra executives and high-ranking employees in general – just make sure to schedule your pick-up in advance to avoid agenda conflicts with other Shinra colleagues.

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