[video-text] AVALANCHE Public Service Announcement

[loveandstrife.livejournal.com]

[The background is a pale wall with a window visible behind Cloud, showing the daylight streaming in through the glass. The blonde in question has on his dark blue zip-up sweater and the shoulder guard, his leather pants, those boots and that semi-skirt of leather he wears.

The First Tsurugi against his back, the Buster Sword in his hand, resting over his shoulder, Cloud sends his message.]

I am Cloud Strife, leader of AVALANCHE. We are officially offering our services to Gaia.

If we're needed to eradicate monsters, as escorts on dangerous journeys, or if you are in need of a white mage with particularly incomparable skills, AVALANCHE is willing to supply, for an agreeable, negotiable price.

We're willing to help Sky People who are in need of support getting settled in Gaia and integrate them into society peacefully until we can all come to some form of solution about why we're in Gaia and how we can get back home.

We are actively seeking a way home and, should anyone want help on the situation, we're willing to offer our assistance in hopes of sharing information and hopefully finding a way home sooner rather than later.

Our members and their job classes are:
( Cut for List. )

Certain members will be more available than others, and we may specify members that are better suited to certain jobs, but requests for specific members are acceptable. AVALANCHE are willing to send more than one member if the task calls for it and we are open to offers to join our ranks to help Gaia.

If you require AVALANCHE's assistance, please contact me, Cloud Strife, or Tifa Lockhart. We will refer you to specific members regarding your case.

[Cloud shuts off the video but proceeds to text SeeD members specifically in a filtered area.]

( Filtered to SeeD. )

[Voice]

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

[Her voice is melancholy, a little faint--the Sky Phone isn't at the best angle.]

These glimpses of places past...am I going mad? Perhaps recent events cause me to long for them so much that I see them with my waking eyes. Yet, I have resolved not to let the past overwhelm me. I know not why such images would haunt me now.

...it is restlessness. Nothing more.

[Filtered to Fran]

Jote has not responded to my message. Have you heard from her?

[ video]

[hopebyname.livejournal.com]

[The camera clicks on and the view is that of a young, silver haired teenage boy looking more than a little worried. Despite the worry, he seems to be able to find his way around the phone all right.]

I'm not sure who's receiving this but I'm a bit lost. If any of you guys are out there, at least let me know? It'd be easier to cope with new surroundings if I knew you were out there. Lightning? Vanile? ..Snow?

[There's a pause as Hope draws a deep breath. Internally he's telling himself not to panic and it seems to be working just a little. And then he turns to the side as someone off camera talks to him, nodding and taking an item from the other.] Really? Oh. Thank you I guess... I don't even know what they are. Edible? Okay.

[Hope has forgotten the phone is recording as he unscrews the jar of pickles he's been gifted, picking one out and taking a bite. There's a second pause those this one is with his breath HELD, before he coughs and splutters.]

Eurrrrrgh what is that!?!