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~AVALANCHE~

~Shin-Ra~

Played By: [ Rufus ]
Age: 23
Height: 5'11"
Job: Owner of the Shinra Company
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Midgar
Weapon: Shotgun





Played By: Keiko-Rin
Age: Mid-Twenties
Height: Unknown
Job: Turk
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Weapon: Electro-magnetic Rod





Played By: j_harusaki
Age: Mid-Twenties
Height: Unknown
Job: Turk
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Weapon: None





Played By: Marlute
Age: 22
Height: Unknown
Job: Turk
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Weapon: Throwing Knives





Payed by: Saerenna
Age: 21
Height: 5' 10"
Job: SOLDIER
Birthdate: ?
Birthplace: Gongaga
Weapon: Sword

~Descendants of Jenova~

Played By: +Yazou+
Age: N/A
Height: Unknown
Job: None
Birthdate: N/A
Birthplace: N/A
Weapon: Velvet Nightmare

((Though hath been addedededed biggrin I'll probably post a little bit later, playing Halo 2 right now..))

Tseng stared at the man who had come to his door. He claimed to have been sent from Rufus Shin-Ra, the President of the mighty Shin-Ra Company. The fallen President. Rufus Shin-Ra was dead.

If the ex-Turk had been anyone else, Reno maybe, he would have laughed in the man's face and then shut the door. But he was Tseng, one leader of the investigation sector of the Shin-Ra general affairs department - the Turks. And whilst one part of his brain was busy trying to process the thought that his superior was still alive, the other part was thinking that it would be no joke. No one would make a joke out of this. Surely?

'Sir, please. The President has requested-'

Tseng held up a hand to stem the man's words. 'I will come.'

The other nodded, clearly relieved. 'I will call him.' Taking out a cellphone, the man dialled a number and spoke.

'Hello. I need the Prssident, I found-' His expression changed. Tseng frowned.

'What's going on?' The other didn't answer im but instead exclaimed into the phone,

'He's where?!' He listened some more. 'Right, okay. I'll take him there.'

Ending the call, he turned to the slightly bemused Tseng.

'President Shin-Ra has been admitted to the hospital in Sector 3. I will take you there, now.'

They arrived at the hospital and after a quick word with a doctor who came to meet them, they were admitted ('For a short time only - you must allow him to rest.') to Ward 13.

At the sight of Rufus surorunded by tubes, Tseng drew in a quick breath and started forward but halted himself. He knew that the other would hate to be seen like this. He knew that he would.

Turning to the man who had brought him, he asked,

'How long has he been like this?'

The other shrugged and Tseng turned back.

Marlute shut the lid on his suitcase, frowning when he heard the tiny metallic click of the clasps locking into place, and letting his hands rest for a few moments while he took in the silence. The miniscule dank room was bare, save for a few small items the hotel provided for decoration, which included a cracked lamp and a blanket which was obviously far too small for the bed where it was placed. In fact, the only thing in the entire room that even looked pleasing, was a pristine suit that hung in the corner of the room on the back of the closet door. The lanky blonde let his eyes fall upon it, thinking back on the events that had occured so far...It was hard to believe that the very same day he had recieved his letter of acceptance into the Turks, was the day Shin-Ra Inc. ceased to exist, it's President killed in an attack on Midgar. Hoping that somehow the rumors were untrue, he'd held on by doing odd jobs and barely making enough to fund his living expenses, but now his resources had run dry, and he had no choice but to leave.

Suddenly he heard a knocking sound at the door, and assumed it was one of the staff, making sure he was checking out. Upon opening it though, Marlute almost choked on his breath in shock, to find a Shin-Ra employee standing before him, holding a letter which had his name on it. His heart was racing as his blue eyes scanned the text printed on an expensive looking, heavy, cream-tinted paper, and finally stopped on the last sentence, barely able to mouth out the words.....

"....the President....is alive.....?"

It wasn't long after that, when Marlute was finally able to wear his uniform and travel to the Hospital awaiting to meet with his superiors for the first time.

((wah okay crappy at the end, but I'm tired now and must sleep!! XD I'll probably fix it later... whee ))

Another familiar voice was heard approaching, Tseng, one of the Turks.. So the messangers managed to do their job, somewhat.. At least one of them.. Finally he'd manage to get some productive work done. Eyes turned to look up at the ceiling.. Nothing was going to be done if he was stuck in this bed though. Rufus closed his eyes softly and attempt to manage himself up, so he would at least be sitting up.. But to no avail, all he felt was pain and managed to do nothing. Frustrated, the turned his head to look around in hopes of finding something.. If worse came to worse, he'd have to use the nurse call button for help. Something he d to admit he needed..

"He was found a few days after the incident however, given his condition we didn't think he was gong to make it... Not to mention the current threat on his life, we thought it best if the information of his state be kept secret.. Even though he was alive.. There was little chance of survival. He woke up three days ago.." The doctor explained the situation calmly to Tseng.

((Figured you might not wanna RP by yourself the entire time.))

Eyes followed his movements as he came closer, looking right up at him. What stupid question was that? He heard everything they were talking about... "Of.. course..." Eyes blinked for a moment of suprise, when he had spoke his voice was faint and almost incoherent.
Looking past the doctor and to Tseng, Rufus cleared his throat before speaking again.. "What of.. the others..?" Had anyone else arrived yet? From what he could manage, no one but Tseng was here. Which seemed like him.