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mooglenet_backup[The camera has been on for a good five minutes, and Squall, who has been sitting there with his back to it with his jacket off to get some of the weight off his shoulders, and for probably some time, slouched. It's sundown, the sun peaking out over the edge of railing of what definitely seems to be B-Garden's Deck. Steady, careful breathing.]
(It's a lot to take in, I guess... Maybe I shouldn't have completely walked out like that. But what do they expect me to do right now? Just accept it? There no other way, is there?)
[Looks like someone did a pretty stupid thing, huh? Like go and blow up in someone's face that he didn't need to. One lanky, muscular arm moves, to drop a glove into the floor beside him, thumbing the ring on that hand afterwards. The camera itself has been sitting in his jacket, apparently. There's a shot of some fur and fringes of leather folds about the phone, and a glimpse of the sky, though nothing more. Just the sunset slowly wilting over the world. Squall doesn't say anything, not at first. He'd been planning to, but had long since given up on it. Now he's just brooding.]
(But I can't just walk away from everything the way it is. I don't want their lives on my hands, or their hands, but they're looking for someone to take up the slack.)
...Hmph-- so this is how it's going to be? (Well, then I guess it is. Either way... right? Walking away-- that's worse than just taking up the responsibility. There's too many people relying on this... So...)
[A nod, to himself, even if he's not happy with it all right now. Squall's lost in his own world.] Yeah... guess that's how it is.
[And in the next few seconds-- Squall's reaching for his jacket, for the phone, forgetting it'd ever been on in the first place-- one track minded. He fiddles with it in his motions, in between shrugging his jacket and glove back on.]
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This is Squall, reporting in. I'm going to need all the immediate pressing mission reports. There's work to do.
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[The following is a public audio announcement:]
[Pause, just for a second. No time for backing out now, Leonhart. If he's going to do this, he's going to do it officially.]
If I could have your attention. I'm aware that I had a short disappearance.
I'm reassuming command of SeeD. Quistis Trepe is relieved to her former position.
[Er... yeah. That's that, then! The feed cuts shortly after.]
(It's a lot to take in, I guess... Maybe I shouldn't have completely walked out like that. But what do they expect me to do right now? Just accept it? There no other way, is there?)
[Looks like someone did a pretty stupid thing, huh? Like go and blow up in someone's face that he didn't need to. One lanky, muscular arm moves, to drop a glove into the floor beside him, thumbing the ring on that hand afterwards. The camera itself has been sitting in his jacket, apparently. There's a shot of some fur and fringes of leather folds about the phone, and a glimpse of the sky, though nothing more. Just the sunset slowly wilting over the world. Squall doesn't say anything, not at first. He'd been planning to, but had long since given up on it. Now he's just brooding.]
(But I can't just walk away from everything the way it is. I don't want their lives on my hands, or their hands, but they're looking for someone to take up the slack.)
...Hmph-- so this is how it's going to be? (Well, then I guess it is. Either way... right? Walking away-- that's worse than just taking up the responsibility. There's too many people relying on this... So...)
[A nod, to himself, even if he's not happy with it all right now. Squall's lost in his own world.] Yeah... guess that's how it is.
[And in the next few seconds-- Squall's reaching for his jacket, for the phone, forgetting it'd ever been on in the first place-- one track minded. He fiddles with it in his motions, in between shrugging his jacket and glove back on.]
[FILTERED AUDIO to the SeeDs + Rinoa]
This is Squall, reporting in. I'm going to need all the immediate pressing mission reports. There's work to do.
[//end filter]
[The following is a public audio announcement:]
[Pause, just for a second. No time for backing out now, Leonhart. If he's going to do this, he's going to do it officially.]
If I could have your attention. I'm aware that I had a short disappearance.
I'm reassuming command of SeeD. Quistis Trepe is relieved to her former position.
[Er... yeah. That's that, then! The feed cuts shortly after.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 02:40 am (UTC)Will do, Commander. I'll have the reports ready to you by the evening.
And... if you ever need any help, don't hesitate to let me know. I know this is probably a lot for you to process, but you don't have to take this all on your own.
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Date: 2010-03-26 03:09 am (UTC)[Not like he'd meant to get angry. It just... was-- it has been a lot. But he'll deal. He has to.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:02 am (UTC)And keep my offer in mind, will you? We're all here to help you, you know.
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:08 am (UTC)[voice | same filter | unhackable]
Date: 2010-03-26 03:17 am (UTC)Thanks. I'd like continual status updates on it, and a copy of the message.
[As for the party... well... It's not like he could have really said 'no'. It wouldn't have been... very tactful.]
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From:[Action] Nah...we're good puppet masters :3
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Date: 2010-03-26 03:41 am (UTC)So you are the new commander?
[She saw that ice shard - she remembers it well. She knows exactly when you're from.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 03:50 am (UTC)Yes. [...uh... yeah, not a wordy sort of guy, of course.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:04 am (UTC)I've heard about your organization before - what sort of work do you do primarily?
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:23 am (UTC)...Yes. My sincerest apologies for the incident.
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Date: 2010-03-26 05:46 am (UTC)Are you sure that's what you want?
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Date: 2010-03-26 06:10 am (UTC)Yes.
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Date: 2010-03-26 01:10 pm (UTC)It took you a while to answer, Squall.
[Nagging mother senses have been pinged.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 11:20 am (UTC)[A sigh] I really don't know where to begin, both Quistis and Selphie have a lot more experience on this, but I'll do my best to fill you in on my reports.
...[Feels like he wants to say something else]
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Date: 2010-03-26 02:26 pm (UTC)[Voice - Same Filter]
Date: 2010-03-26 09:14 pm (UTC)But if you ever need me for anything, just call.
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Date: 2010-03-26 03:39 pm (UTC)...Squall?
[OOC: Are we going to assume they met at the ball or not? I'm good with either way, or Squall could have noticed Elle talking to Rinoa at one point.]
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:00 pm (UTC)Yes?
[ooc: He would have seen her talk to Rinoa at the ball, sure! He wasn't being too social, though... /derp]
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Date: 2010-03-26 04:04 pm (UTC)I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to really contact you before this.
[Awesome. I can just say she got cold feet if it comes to that XD I'm so behind on tags over there... She might have just decided a ball wouldn't be the best place to talk about it.]
Are you back on Garden?
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Date: 2010-03-26 07:37 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2010-03-26 10:32 pm (UTC)[voice/action]
Date: 2010-03-27 12:22 am (UTC)[Okay, Rinoa doesn't buy that, so she's off to find you, Squall. The deck is one of her favourite places to be and she comes over to sit down next to him.]
Hey.
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