029. [Video Post]
[The image starts off with a confused teenage Elena, teeth biting on her bottom lip as she looks left, then right, peering down the empty streets. The pigtails sway and rock back and forth as she slowly shakes her head, seemingly disappointed in whatever her findings are. Brown eyes squint as she looks up, around, finding nothing in the sky to point her way either, something she is probably internally cursing with the familiarity of Shinra Tower gone. The camera angle drops as she starts walking again, the bounce of the video catching an accidental view of her legs as her hand swings, seemingly unaware the video feature is on. Not surprising since she barely understood this thing at all anyway.]
This city is confusing. All the broken buildings look the same. I can't find a single Shinra logo anywhere.
I refuse to be lost!
[There's another shuffle of the camera as it's brought up, rustling loud as she pulled out the directions from Tseng that she had written down earlier. There was a little "hmmm" and a wrinkle of her brow.]
Okay, left. Left, here I think. I--
[There is a howl off screen, something ominous and hungry, and the worry leaks into the big brown eyes. Color drains out of her cheeks, leaving her a pale white as she looksaround quickly. The video starts to bounce a little, shaking like any three-year-old on caffeine should be running it, as she begins to walk faster, then breaks out into a run.]
I wish--I wish I had running shoes!
[The bounce of the video runs for several minutes more, the soft panting of her breath barely heard over the fast clap of her school shoes on the broken pavement. It comes to a grinding halt all at once, the angle awkwardly pointed at a door that she throws open, then a wall that could use a cleaning, but is nicely in tact.]
Tseng? Are you here?
I had better be in the right place, dammit. I don't think I want to go back out there.
This city is confusing. All the broken buildings look the same. I can't find a single Shinra logo anywhere.
I refuse to be lost!
[There's another shuffle of the camera as it's brought up, rustling loud as she pulled out the directions from Tseng that she had written down earlier. There was a little "hmmm" and a wrinkle of her brow.]
Okay, left. Left, here I think. I--
[There is a howl off screen, something ominous and hungry, and the worry leaks into the big brown eyes. Color drains out of her cheeks, leaving her a pale white as she looksaround quickly. The video starts to bounce a little, shaking like any three-year-old on caffeine should be running it, as she begins to walk faster, then breaks out into a run.]
I wish--I wish I had running shoes!
[The bounce of the video runs for several minutes more, the soft panting of her breath barely heard over the fast clap of her school shoes on the broken pavement. It comes to a grinding halt all at once, the angle awkwardly pointed at a door that she throws open, then a wall that could use a cleaning, but is nicely in tact.]
Tseng? Are you here?
I had better be in the right place, dammit. I don't think I want to go back out there.