✘ 39 ✘ debrief

[notwhatiwas]

Reno. Status.

[Vincent sounds like shit. Tired, strained, his voice is hoarse and sharp with pain, but this is one old coot who doesn't know when to roll over and die even when he IS human.]

Kimiko.

[Beat.]

Kim. Are you all right?

Mimmi, Auron, Marco. I hope you're still with us.

[And another beat.]

Sephiroth. Wherever you are.

[He's

Comments

[messyturk]

[What is dying when you're supposed to? Reno's never heard of it anyway. Pretty sure it's called being a Turk.]

I'm fine, there's... a bunch of us here and we can't leave for whatever reason.

[a sigh.]

I'll get names so you guys can tell people who's where. We all still have our weapons, which I'm thinking is a good thing.

[notwhatiwas]

We all still seem to be in possession of them as well.

[Cerberus, Masamune, Veld has his ARM...

Vincent stifles a yawn.]

Any similarities you can find between yourself and the others being held with you?

[LOCKED]

[messyturk]

Nothing substantial yet. There's...a few people I remember seeing hit when the boxes exploded. We're all either asleep or patching up, I'll let you an' Veld know more when I find out more.

[LOCKED]

[notwhatiwas]

[Gears turn and click into place with surprising speed for how tired Vincent is.]

...Ah.

[He saw the mark on Kim's shoulder, saw the whorls flare into place on everyone the boxes hit. He wasn't hit, doesn't have any such marks; neither does Veld, Sephiroth, or anyone he saw on deck seventeen before shuffling off somewhere a little less messy.]

Likely the people who were hit, then. Fair enough.

Get some sleep, we'll try to work it out better in the morning.

[Beat.]

And be careful.

[He doesn't want to go gathering up your stuff again so soon.]

[LOCKED]

[messyturk]

[a laugh, he's pretty sure nobody in here is going anywhere anytime soon.]

You too Spooky.

[He's going to sleep... at some point.]

Think I should tell people 'bout why we're stuck here an' not with everyone else? Briefing, that sorta thing.