♘ 1: Video

[intemperiae]

[The visage appearing over the video feed was...less than amused, honestly. MAKO green eyes framed with silver narrowed in growing consternation, as this particular user had been trying to make sense of this strange simulation for the last hour or so. With little luck, as this place damned sure wasn't his HQ field tent.

Not to mention that this thing in his hand certainly doesn't look like his PHS, there's a bloody collar around his neck (and for that, heads will roll, oh yes), his sword is nowhere to be found and some idiot considered it humorous to leave cryptic notes at the foot of his bunk... Needless to say, Sephiroth's temper with it was quickly evaporating.]

...I do not find this particularly amusing, gentlemen. We have work to be done, these pranks are better left for your celebrating at mission's completion.

[Granted, finding himself in a completely different place than the one in which he'd arrived the previous day did little to mollify his irritation, either. But, no matter the situation, a SOLDIER always kept a level head. ...most of the time.]

Fair! Strife! Report in, immediately!

Comments

[promised_victory]

This is much too elaborate to be a prank. [It would have to be an extremely powerful magus to pull her here in the first place.]

[intemperiae]

[Sephiroth's lip twitched.]

I would put nothing past ShinRa's holographic technicians, madam.

[promised_victory]

Who is this ShinRa you speak of, sir? I am not familiar with the term.

[Nor holographic technology, nor.... anything. Which was her first big clue something is wrong here.]

[intemperiae]

ShinRa is a corporation, a company for which I work. [Misnomer if one ever existed, but still.] It produces all of the electrical power for the city of Midgar, as well as the surrounding towns and villages.

[promised_victory]

So it is similar to being the lord of the surrounding populace?

[intemperiae]

...in a manner of speaking.