To Whom It May Concern:
I am seeking the employees of Shin-Ra Electric Power Company, specifically those in the Investigation Division of the General Affairs Department, commonly known as the Turks. Any assistance would be appreciated.
Rufus ShinraPresident, Shin-Ra Electric Power Company
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Oh good, yo. Very good, because I doubt my EMR can last forever. My arm can get tired swingin' it around.
*****-*****-**. Uh, let me ... write that on my hand or something. Oh, wait, I can write it on my cigs pack...
Do I have my phone on me, or did I leave it in the chopper... [queue rummaging.] Okay, I've got it. Number's *****-*****-**, yo. I'll call you when I get on the train to test it or something. Haha, Rufus is having me pickpocket people while I'm on the train.
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....thank goodness. You've got cigarettes.
[cue number-marking.] Oookay. Got you on my ce--I thought you were with Tseng? Oh, over the journals. Right. I doubt there would be many on the train though, judging from this...invasion.
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Oh hell yes I have cigarettes. And Tseng says we get to have alcohol once we're all together again, yo. Even if he did his usual sarcastic tell-off for me lighting the cig with my EMR.
People might use it for hiding out, yo. And I noticed that most of the foliage is pretty shiny... so grab some if you can on the way, eh?
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I did notice the sparkling. I'll keep that in mind.
All right, I'm gonna sign off now. See you at the station, Ren.