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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

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[turkleader]

[If Zack had jumped him, Tseng wouldn't have any problems with flipping him over and kneeing him in the groin. Well. Maybe a little problem, and, truth be told, no one could be surprised by Zack. He was much too loud.]

...You look well. [And by well, he means not dead.]

[Action]

[pauldrons]

[Nah. He'd have an easier time just sidestepping and letting Zack collide with the wall or something; less strain on the shoulders, you know?

Still, Zack does stop before any kind of collision can occur, and he's got a giant grin on his face. Man, it's good to see a friendly face around.]

You too. [grin. He isn't quite aware of the dead bit. Nope. Considering someone told him about a rural reassignment.] Though you definitely look older. How long's it been? A few years?

[Action]

[turkleader]

[Technically it is a rural assignment. Being put in the basement of ShinRa mansion is pretty damn rural, if you have to ask Tseng.]

It's been... a few years, yes. [Maybe more lines on his face. Longer hair. A few more wounds.]

...We'll be sharing a room, then? Seems a little small.

[Action]

[pauldrons]

[Not an assignment, man. A prison. And a sucky one at that; they clearly don't know a thing about letting people get some fresh air. Or windows.

Tseng's getting a look now, while Zack takes stock of all the changes. Little things, mostly, but definitely enough to tell that it's been more than just a couple of years. Man...what has he missed?]

Nah, it's not that bad. Every room's like that, and there's four of us to a room, so you get used to it. [smile.] Kinda like staying in the barracks again, really.