Of ShinRa [active]

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Characters: Tseng and Rufus (and possibly Reeve)
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Tseng finally arrives in Lindblum
Location: ...Lindblum :|
Date: Today
Warnings: None that I can think of

Now that he'd finally arrived within the boundaries of the city proper, it wasn't hard in the least to see why Rufus had chosen this particular city as his base of operations. True, it looked as if it might have seen hard times lately, if the lingering remnants of construction were any indication, but that would have been unlikely to keep Rufus at bay. A city could be rebuilt, after all. It took time, but that was a simple enough task.

Besides, he had other matters to attend to. It might have been all well and good to continue to muse on how the city ended up needing to rebuild, but he could do so at a later date. Right now, he someone he needed to notify of his arrival, and to that end he pulled out his MogNet device. Ring, ring, Rufus. You've an incoming call.

Comments

[nogoodpeople.livejournal.com]

"I don't believe any of us know why," Tseng answered with a shrug. No one had yet managed to mention anything particularly plausible and oddities aside, he had every reason to believe this was another world. It was the most logical answer, after all.

"Reconvening with the rest of the company, mostly."

[catinspirer.livejournal.com]

"Ah, good. It's good to know that at least a decent number of familiar faces will be relatively nearby. It seems that most of the people who we know that are here are rather scattered across the lands. And some seem to have disappeared suddenly and unceremoniously, such as Cloud and Barret... and Vincent," he added with a remorseful sigh. It still hurt knowing that one of the people who he was the closest to ended up leaving so shortly after he arrived in this land. The feeling would surely fade over time, but for now, the feeling was still rather fresh. "Still, there are some familiar faces around, which is good."

"'The rest of the company', you say? I see. Well, that, and the direction you're walking seems to hint that you'll be meeting Rufus. He seems to be doing well, but I'm sure that is no surprise to those of us who know him. He could be dropped naked in the middle of a mile-square midden heap and inside 6 months he'd have a 4-bedroom house, probably servants, and some kind of business making more money in a week than some people see in a year." Reeve chuckled. It was an exaggeration of the abilities of his former boss and benefactor - but not by too much.

"Still, he does seem a little... stressed. Maybe it's this new world that we apparently are in. Maybe I just saw him at the wrong time. But something just didn't feel right. I'm not sure what. I'll head back there sometime soon and talk to him again. It was probably my imagination. But I figured you probably would want to at least know. I'd join you now, but I think you'll probably want to meet with your people alone first. We can catch up on more the next time we talk."

[nogoodpeople.livejournal.com]

Relatively nearby? Well, perhaps if he intended to stay in Lindblum, at least, which was certainly a possibility. From what little he'd seen so far there was certainly no shortage of places to stay. Enough to manage to fit a wide variety of price ranges, he'd guess.

But he'd leave the matter of finding a suitable place to stay to Reeve. He couldn't know the other man's mind, after all.

"It wouldn't surprise me," he answered with a smile. Rufus always had had a knack for landing on his feet surprising well. The second comment, on the other hand, got a somber nod.

"I'll keep it in mind."