Chapter 3 - 1
[At the same time / marginally after the main catastrophies at Ancient City and Gongaga. After this]
[Text to Yuffie]
Yuffie. I just got the feed from Cait Sith.
...Please respond.
[Phone call to Veld]
Reeve leaves the phone to ring for much longer than is necessary. The former Commander of the Turks was always prompt to 4 rings if he could answer...
[Phone call to Rufus]
Reeve shakes his head, a frown on his face as all he hears from the Shinra presidential phone is a deadened dial-tone...
[Next port of call - Phone call to Tseng. -__-]
Reeve hadn't spoken to the black-haired Turk in quite some time. Shoving down the anxiety he waits the customary rings out, urging his erstwhile friend to pick the hell up.
[Phone call to Haruke]
Unlike the others, Reeve does not have an over-familiarity with the way his press secretary answered the phone. That would have brought a smile to his lips if circusmstance were different. But as it is... He lets the phone ring out as long as is necessary - 'Come on, Haruke. Pick up, pick up, pick up...'
[Text message to Vincent]
I hope you still possess a phone, Vincent. I'm not exactly having much luck elsewhere.
(OOC: Edit)
[Phone call to Elena - after the above conversation with Tseng]
Although unsure of what to say if the ringing actually stopped and Elena's voice answered - he was debating trying to make a joke, but the words really weren't coming - Reeve still felt he needed to try and contact the blonde Turk.
[Text to Yuffie]
Yuffie. I just got the feed from Cait Sith.
...Please respond.
[Phone call to Veld]
Reeve leaves the phone to ring for much longer than is necessary. The former Commander of the Turks was always prompt to 4 rings if he could answer...
[Phone call to Rufus]
Reeve shakes his head, a frown on his face as all he hears from the Shinra presidential phone is a deadened dial-tone...
[Next port of call - Phone call to Tseng. -__-]
Reeve hadn't spoken to the black-haired Turk in quite some time. Shoving down the anxiety he waits the customary rings out, urging his erstwhile friend to pick the hell up.
[Phone call to Haruke]
Unlike the others, Reeve does not have an over-familiarity with the way his press secretary answered the phone. That would have brought a smile to his lips if circusmstance were different. But as it is... He lets the phone ring out as long as is necessary - 'Come on, Haruke. Pick up, pick up, pick up...'
[Text message to Vincent]
I hope you still possess a phone, Vincent. I'm not exactly having much luck elsewhere.
(OOC: Edit)
[Phone call to Elena - after the above conversation with Tseng]
Although unsure of what to say if the ringing actually stopped and Elena's voice answered - he was debating trying to make a joke, but the words really weren't coming - Reeve still felt he needed to try and contact the blonde Turk.