Confronting Hojo

The heroes followed behind Hojo into his lab, stealthily, when they came across a weapons cache.

"Shit, some stuff we could use here," Barret observed. He tossed a Hardedge sword to Cloud, and some Metal Knuckles to Tifa. There was a weapon that would fit onto his gun arm even, with a laser attached to it. He looked at it skeptically.

"Why would they have a weapon that could fit me? Only one gun arm motherfucker in this world ..." Barret observed, but he fit the microlaser onto his arm anyhow. "OP as shit."

With that, they continued to stalk Hojo, though it wasn't particularly hard. The mad scientist talked to himself completely. Barret slipped around the corner, pointing the microlaser at Hojo. The lecher's eyes narrowed.

"Don't move! I ain't bluffing!" Barret said threateningly.

"Found the weapons cache, I see. What is this?" Hojo said, unimpressed.

"A laser straight through that brain of yours, unless you open that door right now." Hojo shrugged, opening the door to the laboratory.

"You must be the ones who've been stirring up trouble lately. The eco-terrorists? If so I can't imagine what business you have with me. The president's upstairs. Go on, shoo," Hojo said, waving his hand dismissively. "But don't push. Unlike you, I am less accustomed to physical ****." Barret shoved him, just to prove a point as they walked to the lab.

"What is it that you want?" Hojo asked, as they continued on, closer to Aerith.

"Our friend. She's in your lab."

"Really?" Hojo asked, his curiosity finally piqued.

"Tell us where Aerith is!"

"Oh, so she's your friend… Well well well, in that case.. Yes... That might do the trick," his voice trailed off in thought. Barret looked impatient.

"Mind speaking up some?"

"It's nothing. Just imagining how she might react if I were to present to her your fresh corpses," he said as they entered the main lab. He smiled menacingly, then suddenly darted out of reach and closed the door as he reached the control part of the lab.