[have some long silence on Jade's end]

Of course, your majesty.

[shuffle of steps, turning and freezing. more silence.

even more silence until the post cuts out]

((Your majesty = Peony. Jade poofed back in Akito/Agito's room after his canon update.))

Human life should be taken into consideration.

Hm, they're both back at least.

(Private to Cid; Unhackable)

Got a minute?

(/Private)

((Strikes there, he doesn't care much if they're hacked into.))

Thank you.

shuffle of steps, then a few moments later, Jade crash lands on the ground, glass shattering

W-what... ca-cafe...

...C-cid... Ak-Akito....

breathing hard, the man has been poisoned by one of the residents

((Poisoned by a resident, anyone's free to find him even though he's calling for Cid and Akito. XD;))

[post is purposely turned on as he shuffles away from Kaito/Akito/Agito's room. something is slipped underneath the door

sounds off... sick like too when he speaks]

This is ridiculous. Hasn't there been enough bloodshed?

[clicks off]

( Note to Kaito: Locked: Written on a piece of paper )

[slow shuffling sounds as he's moving his hands on the sheets

long pause as he tries to remember: Bolt ropes! Soul!]

Who's there?!

[can't see at the moment, seeing white for a bit. that'll wear off fast

more shuffling noises as he tries to sit up and voice post clicks off]

(Private to Cid and Nata: Unhackable)

How is the situation with Soul going?

(/Private)

(Private to Maxwell: Unhackable)

I've been told to contact you about the secret weapon that was used in the war. If you please.

(/Private)

Suppose it's better than here.

(Asch: Unhackable)

Luke's gone.

(/Private)

((ooc: Let's hope the comments stay this time. Will be tagging from my phone when I can. Gone all day.))

( Cutting this since IJ ate the comments D| 104 gone )

[fumbling around for his glasses near a table and puts them on]

Where... [hang on, hurting to talk D|] am I..?

Well, this is rather disappointing.

(Will be gone all day)

(Private to Cid)

Do you know a Tifa?

(/Private)

Considering the avalanche, the snow isn't that bad.

Reminds me of home... and her.

((Backdated a tiny bit. Strikes are gone, gone, gone.))

*sheets crinkle as someone tries to move from a deep sleep*

Alive? I suppose that's better than the alternative.

*sitting up now, snatching up his glasses from the bed table and adjusting them. spies out Soul*

You! *not sounding pleased here*

((OOC See this log for details.))

Well, well, what do we have here? Someone care to explain where I am?