Mission One//Arrival//Vid+Voi
[ He's kneeling on the floor of the Golden Entranceway, the body of a much taller young man draped over one leg. They were both dirty, streaked with sweat and blood with a nice coat of dust. Shifting Doumeki against him, Squall looked into the 'seal'. Tense. Hard. Scrutinizing. ]
Shibusen; How do you expect us to fight without knowing the accurate statistics or conditions? This is beyond disorganized.
Wherever this place is, it wasn't in the dossier. If there was a plan to teleport neither Doumeki or I were informed.
Since there was a scramble, I'll need the medic squadron's new coordinates.
My partner is injured.
Shibusen; How do you expect us to fight without knowing the accurate statistics or conditions? This is beyond disorganized.
Wherever this place is, it wasn't in the dossier. If there was a plan to teleport neither Doumeki or I were informed.
Since there was a scramble, I'll need the medic squadron's new coordinates.
My partner is injured.