[ You can hear static for a moment, then soft breathing and shuddering ]

I never knew those things were so...

... not friendly...

[Frowns]

I dislike killing things, but that small salamander-like creature... It was only in self defense...

...

I have yet to really see anyone around here. Would anyone like to meet up and hang out, possibly?

[Reno appears on the screen, and....well he's looked worse, but he sure as hell has looked better too.]

So this is a new one.

Someone wanna clue me in on why the hell I just got shot up like a porcupines bedmate, given this little thing, and sent off into the big bad world?

Hey, is there any way that I can get pockets for this jacket? I'll even trade the lucky person this unconscious salmandour for it, or do body guard service or something. I'm sick of carrying around this NOC by hand.

...Looks like I'm flooded out.

So...Who's actually here? It would probably be best if we all introduced ourselves at least...

I'm Cissnei, of ShinRa's Investigation Division of the Department of General Affairs. We're also called the Turks, if you want to go with a shorter name. Lets see... ShinRa's in Midgar, on the planet Gaia. That's so weird to say.

Where are the rest of you

[A little sigh of relief goes here. Man, what a day.]

Ah, so, I found one of those salamanders everyone has been talking about. Rather cute, really, even if they can be a bit vicious.

I'll just keep him here until the weather lets up. Really, I think it was looking for someplace warm.

[A pause.]

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