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[turks-reno.livejournal.com]

[In his ignorance of the fact the phone can lock to people - or that there's anyone to lock it TO - this particular video is unlocked.  The tail of Reno's hair gives a little swish as he turns around to face the camera, looking rather satisfied as he regards the lens.  Behind him is a shop in Lindblum - he'd picked one that wasn't quite so demolished.]

Hey... errr... everyone?  Yeah.  Damn, these things work almost like our PHS's at home, huh?  Except they have this nifty video thing and a few other functions I'm not sure about.   I'm starting to figure it out, at least.

[He sobers after that, straightening a little as though going into something akin to 'standing at attention' - something he'd never been all that good at in the first place.]

Anyway, I'm here in Lindblum, and wondering where the President or the other Turks are at.

  [A frown forms on his lips, though he doesn't quite slouch yet, a slightly concerned expression taking over his face.]

Explanations can wait.  I'm not sure who's viewing this, and all, so... find me.  Or tell me where you're at and I'll try to find you.  I've got no clue...

  [He walks toward the camera looking uncharacteristically serious, and perhaps just a touch upset.... just before the screen goes dark.]