All that work and nothing to show for it. The casino remains out of bounds, I presume?

I wonder how many lives one has in this place before you run out of tries. Is there anyone here who's given their lives up more than once?

( Private to Aeris )

( Private to Magisters )

( Private to Gamma )

( Private to Elena )

Rude, Elena, ascertain what that was. Stay together, and watch each other's backs. [Pause] And if you can, Reno's.

I'll rendezvous with you at 0200 hours later. Keep me updated via communicator if you find anything.

[From the background noise, it sounds like Tseng is moving around. There's a brief scuffle, someone or a few someones shoving past, perhaps -- before Tseng curses suddenly.]

Aerith?!

[OOC: I'm going to be away for a week, and probably won't have much access to the internuts. Tseng is going off to do his own reconnaissance, as he said, and he'll be absent for a bit. Hopefully I'll be able to drop in now and then - why do events always happen when I'm away baw.]

Reno, Elena.

The new addition to the city... shall we go check it out?

[Amused] Or perhaps Reno is already there...?

[There's a small hiss in the background, and Tseng makes a shushing sound. Whatever his familiar is, he's not telling.]

( Locked to Dai, unhackable )

( Locked to Aeris, unhackable )

...He's gone.

After all that...

Just... gone.

[Pause for Tseng to pull himself together]

Turks, how did it go? I saw the explosion from all the way across the city...

( ETA: Locked to Angeal )

... There seem to be a lot of ghosts around the city lately. It must be something in the air. Or it is the time of the year?

( Locked to Turks and Rufus )

( Locked to Angeal, Zack, Aeris )

[OOC: Tseng has died in Nuadoria before, so--! Partially ghosty.]

Alright. Now that half our number is off to the Seraphim, who is left? Aerith...? We seem to have a new visitor...

Or maybe that was the plan all along. Divide and conquer, as they say. Right, magisters?

( Filtered to Rufus, hard to hack )

( Private; hard to hack )

Cissnei - I understand that you've arrived in Nuadoria? Welcome to the city. Even if it might not be a particularly pleasant location.

( Filtered to Reno and Rude, unhackable )

A ball.

I suppose it's not like there's anything else to do around here...

...

Well, that was exciting.

Reno, Rude. Are you around?

( Characterisation notes )

[Filtered to Turks, completely hackable]

[Location Ping]

Assistance requested.


[OOC: Yeaaaaaah so I'm buried by work. Going to semi-hiatus for the week while Tseng is busy recovering from Giovanni maulage. Auto rights to Reno if necessary. Kay? Kay. 8)]

( Private to Rufus, open to Rude, hard to hack )

( Private to Dai, hard to hack )

( Private, hard to hack )

[Public]

Didn't there use to be some manner of task force around here?

Public

As embarrassing as it is to request for information on a fellow Turk in such a public manner I understand that there are a number of people here who are familiar with Reno of the Turks. I would be grateful for any information on his condition or whereabouts.

As for the persons responsible - consider this your only warning. Start running.

( Private to Rufus, open to Turks )

( Private to Rude )

[Private to Reno]
Keep an eye out for Kadaj. He may show signs of stirring trouble. I assume you know about Kadaj. You had better know about Kadaj.

On the same vein, I understand that you are in contact with Yazoo.

[Private to Rufus]
Sir, an enemy of Shinra on Gaia may be targetting you. I would advise keeping a low profile for the duration and not informing any one but us Turks of your location.

With respect to possible accomodation - it seems that there is housing on the south end of the city.

[OOC: Gonna be slow, getting killed by work. Sry.]

[ The communicator flicks on and off erratically throughout the entirety of this entry. ]

He's.

gone.

Again. Again and again and ag--

Just when we ne--

[ Gunshots. A lot of them. Tseng snarling, more angry that anyone's possibly ever heard hm being. ]

Too good for us? Too good for us? Leaving us incompetent idiots to clean up your mess?

Fine. I'll settle this myself!

I don't--

[ Gunshot]

Damn well

[ Gunshot]

Need you anyway!

[ Gunshot]
[ End. ]

[OOC: Okay, Tsenguu is going after a monster. I'm not sure which one yet -- are all the monsters currently being engaged? Oh and for avoidance of doubt, he's talking about Veld 8)]

[ The sound of Tseng's teeth grinding against each other is soft, but audible if one is paying enough attention. ]

As much as I hate to admit it--

Veld. We have a situation.

Reno. Locate the Vice President and stay with him. If he gives you that crap about being fired, feel free to knock him out and bring him to safety.

I swear my patience with this fiasco has come to an end. Trust that bastard Duke not to be around when high explosives would actually be useful.

It seems that we have a ... situation.

[Tseng's voice is calm. A bit too calm, even for Mr. My-Expression-Is-Plastered-On-Yey.]

Mister Director, sir. Perhaps you'd like to ensure the safety of the Vice President while the rest of us are out on assignment?

Since you seem to be hellbent on trying to give us orders with the shadow of authority you have left.

[There's just a bit too much venom in that last statement to be normal, even if Tseng's tone doesn't rise, doesn't fall, doesn't miss a beat.]

I'll be happy to rendezvous with you as soon as possible.

[Click. There's a certain amount of finality to it.]


[OOC: Red zone, red zone.]

...

...

I expect that this is one of those occurences that will not be forgotten for a long time.

Reno, Rude appears to be missing. Is he in your vicinity? (ETA:) By the way, how are you doing?