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[turkleader]

[While he usually uses audio settings back home, this time he's going to use video. It might help if someone recognizes him, and not just by voice. Which is why everyone can see that he opted not to use the white jumpsuit (because who really would?), and instead used the clothes that he had found in the trunk. Thank god they gave him brushes, too, or his hair would be a mess.]

This connects to the network, yes? This is Tseng, Director of the Department for Administrative Research. ID Number 46952. [There's no confirmation after that, of course, and his eyes narrow.]

After awaking in room 03-04, I found the letter stating that Gaia had been destroyed. Unbelievable, of course, and whoever has decided to play this kind of prank can be assured that their pay will be docked.

[The collar, too, is a nice touch; just enough that it's annoying, and such a garish color.] I'm more concerned with someone touching my things, and somehow knowing what to pack in that trunk. They also left me without a lighter, if there is anyone willing to lend me one for a moment.

Any and all information from a reliable, spoken source, would be appreciated.

[End transmission.]

Comments

[Video]

[speaks_dirty]

Holy shit! Tseng? Is that really you?

[Video]

[turkleader]

[That's a voice and a face Tseng didn't expect to see, here. This might be some proof that their world was really gone; if another one from Gaia was here, how many more could be?]

Martial Arts. [Pitch perfect and a slightly tilted head, which was the only thing that gave away his surprise.]

I did not expect to see you here.

[Video]

[speaks_dirty]

This place is just full of surprises, trust me. The others will be psyched to see you.

[She's grinning and quickly brushes her hair out of her face.]

When are you from?

[Video]

[midgarhorizon]

[After being away so long, Reno doesn't actually know how to respond. Instead just have him sitting at the terminal resting his chin on his hand.]

[Video]

[turkleader]

[He's not used to Reno not speaking. He's silent for some time as well, taking his hand out of his pocket and pulling out his pack of cigarettes. He does still need that light.]

[Video]

[midgarhorizon]

[He sits up a bit straighter, folding his arms on the table.]

Think Rod's got a light, but this isn't a joke.

[What should he be feeling right now? Relief, anger, sadness? Maybe a bit of all three?]

Gaia's gone. I've seen it. [That'd account for quiet Reno, anyway.]

[text]

[fractus_animus]

I can only offer you the FAQ I helped co-author. It's about as informative as you're going to get in this place.

I don't feel like going into the newbie spiel.

[text]

[turkleader]

How many new people does this place seem to get, on average?

[text]

[fractus_animus]

It varies, but they usually pop in during the weekend or beginning of the week. Anywhere from five to ten average, though I'm seeing more lately.

[video]

[notontheflowers]

[It takes Rusty a while to get over the shock of seeing Tseng alive]

It's not a prank, sorry.

[His tone is it's usual seriousness, and scars coming out from beneath his shirt are different from the ones he had back on Gaia.]

I can debrief you in the cafeteria, I was going to head there myself and you should eat as soon as possible.

[video]

[turkleader]

[Oh, what the hell. Turns out Martial Arts was right. A very different Reno, to be sure.]

...All right. I'll be there in fifteen minutes.

[Video]

[pauldrons]

[Hi, Tseng! Have a blinking puppy on your screen. A blinking 18 year old puppy, one who's staring at you like you've sprouted a second head. He almost didn't recognize you without that silly little pigtail! Speaking of which....where's your ponytail, Tseng?]

Uh...did someone fill you in already? Cause this isn't a prank, man.

[Video]

[turkleader]

[Someone he'd thought about, but never expected to see again. Not until he was in the Lifestream himself.]

...Zack? What are you doing here?

[This isn't the Lifestream, right?]

[ravenmaker]

[Veld's protege. How nice.]

[Fuhito's calm, collected face flickers to life on the screen. He rarely uses this device, but he sees no reason not to lend aid, in this case.]

Yes-- Director. It is unbelievable, and thus very unlikely to be true.
It's refreshing to hear you wouldn't dream of taking the word of your captors as to the fate of your world. In that, at least, you're miles ahead of the rest of your-- group.

Make no mistake, you are a prisoner here, along with the rest of us. The very fact of this transmission should assure you of that, since otherwise communication between us would be impossible.

I suggest you use your-- considerable skills to acclimate yourself.

[turkleader]

[He doesn't quite know how to react to this one. His usual look will suffice, but this was just another thing for Tseng to be wary of. Not that he wasn't already...]

Fuhito. You are the last person I expected to be here. [He wasn't even on the list.]

A prisoner. Any escape attempts?

[Video]

[sunglassing]

Director.

[ Well, that's a good surprise. That many Turks in the tower... Not that any of it shows on Rude's face. He's as professional and serious looking as usual. ]

I assume the others told you by now. The planet's destruction appears to be a reality.

[Video]

[turkleader]

Rude.

[In a world filled with Renos, Rude was a welcome face.]

What evidence has there been?

Video;

[atouchofstrife]

[ It's a small relief to see Tseng. And when he thought of it, Cloud was surprised he was relieved. Maybe it was the fact that Tseng was at least a calming influence on the Turks. Or maybe he just liked the idea that someone who was good at planning ahead was here. Whatever the case, Cloud looks pretty much like the one Tseng knew, from the glowy eyes to the weird one sleeved outfit of his. ]

Tseng. It isn't a joke.

Video;

[turkleader]

[There's a face that Tseng isn't... not happy? Maybe a little relieved. But it was a fact; if something happened to the world, then of course Cloud Strife was going to be there. When it came to heroes, it was nice to know they could be counted on, no matter what.

Even if he didn't want to be counted on.]

Cloud. What is going on?

[daddydeathscythe]

Hello.

They didn't give me a lighter either, but there must be one here somewhere. I'll let you know if I find anything.

And... I'm sorry.
I'm still having a hard time believing that the world could have been destroyed that quickly.
I can't remember the last time I heard someone call the world Gaia though. Where are you from?

[turkleader]

Thank you. I'm unsure as to why they would give cigarettes, but not something to light them with, unless smoking was prohibited in the building.

I find it rather impossible, actually. I'm from Midgar. [Without getting into the technicalities.]

Where are you from?

[video]

[denigrator]

Weeds. No, protozoa, perhaps. [What do the Turks remind him of?]

Algae. Yes, yes, the tendency to proliferate is there, to thrive on waste.

[video]

[turkleader]

[The small smile he gives has absolutely no humor in it.]

I see you haven't changed, professor. It's been some time, I heard you have a lab in the tower.

[Video]

[rookiemyass]

[The screen pops up to show Rod this time, grinning and looking far perkier than anyone rightly should in a place like this.]

Hiya, boss! [He shoots the camera a little salute before holding up a small object.] I'm guessin' you prolly got a shit ton of info from everyone else to take in, so I bet you're really needin' that light right about now. Don't worry, Rod's gotcha covered!

[Yes, the object is a lighter, and yes, he's more than willing to make a special delivery for a fellow Turk in need.]

[Video]

[turkleader]

Rod. [Oh, thank god. You were always his favorite, Rodney. Okay, maybe not, but you're definitely his favorite right now.]

You are the first one who's offered a lighter. Do you have a preference on where we meet?