The Cloud Twin [Squall, Open]

[Tseng]

Tseng had woken early in the morning. This wasn't abnormal since he has always been an early riser. However, today was a bit different. He had a mission to do and he wanted to get an early start and figure out a bit about what was going on in these worlds. Lately, Tseng had been staying up a lot later then he hoped while searching for clues. So, in turn, he had been sleeping in as well.

His discussion with Rude the night before had proved helpful. The had managed to buzz through information on different types of heartless and some information on different worlds. They had even discussed keyblades and dark portals. Though, their discussions on the different members of the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee had been a bit of a bust.

They had learned the names of a couple key members that they did not know. It seemed Avalanche had made a few friends in the new worlds. The Turks hated not knowing who they were up against if the tides turned. First was a name that popped up a lot, a young man named Sora. There was also the name of Leon that had also shown as well. From his sources, the man acted similar to Cloud, yet was a lot quieter. The man also had a scar on his face, so Tseng believed he's be able to recognize the man on sight. This was the Turk's Pride.

Rude also mentioned a war that was happening in the worlds. This made a lot of sense as well. Even Alessandro had informed him that something big was going on. At least the knowledge that more Turks were starting to work again managed to calm the Director's nerves a bit. Maybe rescuing the President wouldn't be as hard with the unsuspected backup.

Dressed in his trademark suit, he quietly slipped out of the house Aerith had managed to find for him. Thank Leviathan that she had been in Radiant Garden when Tseng had arrived to speak to Cloud. Had she not been there, he probably would not have managed to get anywhere with just Cid and Cloud. The positive reinforcement and feedback from her really turned the tables.

After a brief while of traveling around the town to see if there was anything new going on, he made his way back to the Restoration Committee's "club house". He just hoped he didn't have to deal with Highwind again. That wouldn't be the most helpful thing in the world.

So with a light sigh, Tseng knocked on the door to the home. Hopefully someone was around.

[lionheart]

Squall was lying on the bed, having just returned from the End of the World, and still nursing his wounds from Vanitas..and therefore clearly not in the mood for any disturbances. The bed was comfortable, and Squall was content, laying there with his eyes closed, thoughts focused solely on Rinoa. He still couldn't believe she had found him...yet he wasn't going to complain. It was nice having her around...granted he was sure to get berated for getting as messed up as he did against Vanitas.

It was funny how this usually happened. Right when he got comfortable, a loud knock was heard on the door, causing Squall to break away from his thoughts and turn his gaze to the door. "Who the hell could that be? Heaving a sigh, Squall rose from the bed, groaning somewhat from the pain his body was still in. Moving over to the edge of the bed he then retrieved Revolver from the foot of the bed and made sure that there was still plenty of bullets in the magazine, and grabbed an extra one to be sure. If this was some Heartless trying to be funny, it was going to regret it.

"Just a sec said Squall as he brought his Gunblade up and rested it upon his shoulder, boots thumping softly upon the floor as he made his way towards the door, maneuvering around Merlin's books. Squall would make a mental note to have the old fart move those out of the way. Once he reached the door and opened it, Squall would look at the man waiting on the other side, and take in his appearance. The man had pale skin with long black hair and was wearing a rather expensive looking tuxedo. "What the hell do you want?

[Tseng]

[*rubbing eyes, half asleep* If you see anything really off or odd, please tell me. I know if I didn't do this today, I wasn't getting it done till tomorrow afternoon.]

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Tseng waited a bit longer then he expected to be waiting. However if it was necessary to gain information on these wars, then it was well worth the wait. The Director had waited longer then this for information before. It wasn't even the first time the President's life was in danger.

Then, there was movement from inside the small house as well as a response. It wasn't much longer till the door opened and a man a bit shorter then Tseng answered. Tseng glanced him over and assessed who Leon was. The man had to be in the Committee due to being in the home. He was not Avalanche, and due to the scar it seemed this man had to be Leon. However, the man seemed to be injured due to his expression and the way he was positioned in the doorway.

"What the hell do you want?"

He had the same attitude as someone else Tseng knew. But, he was not openly rude or inconsiderate. "It seems I caught you at a bad time. I am a friend of Aerith's from Gaia." It was a true statement. "I was hoping to ask her a few questions about this 'war' that is happening."

"However, it seems she's not here." He paused briefly in his speech. He needed to get this information from somebody. Maybe Leon could be of some help. He had to know what was going on. "You must be Leon. A lot of people around town speak rather highly of you."

[lionheart]

(ooc: No big man)

Leon listened carefully to what Tseng had to say, however he would appear uninterested. It wasnt' meant to be rude or disrespectful, it was just how his demeanor was. Sighing he would turn his head slightly, just enough to see if Aerith happened to be home. It didn't look like she was, so his attention just returned to Tseng.

Leon would only smirk as he mentioned the townspeople thought highly of him, rolling his eyes somewhat at the man's words. "Yeah Yeah. Look, I'll let Aerith know you stopped by, but I'm really not interested in what you have to say. Why don't you go talk to that wall.." He would lift his left hand slowly and point to a nearby brick wall next to where a moogle had set up shop. "It might be more interested in what you have to say. Oh yeah. I need your name so I can tell Aerith who to look for."

(ooc: Sorry this is short, i haven't had much sleep the past couple of days)

[Tseng]

[*chuckles* Alright, glad it's all fine then. ^^' Oh, and I loved the "talk to a wall" comment. Just thought you should know. As for sleeping, I feel your pain. So don't worry about it. This is just for fun anyway and a key point in my plot.]

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Hm, Tseng wasn't sure what to make of Leon at first. The man was injured and seemed to be completely uninterested in the conversation. It seemed there was a difference between this man and Cloud. Cloud would probably have answered any questions to save Aerith the trouble and to keep Tseng from sitting outside and waiting. Yet, the injured man seemed like he was about to slam the door in his face at any moment. Yet, Leon took the moment to check the small house for Aerith and turned back.

Leon then smirked and rolled his eyes at the comment about the townspeople and waved off the comment. It was only until the comment about talking to a wall came up. Tseng seemed to have no reaction to the comment as Leon continued. "Yes, I also believe that wall would be more interested. However, it doesn't seem to be as dense as you. It's ashame that it may also know more about what is going on and be a bit more mannerly than you."

When Tseng was content with his response, he decided to answer with his name. "Tseng." He wanted to tell Leon that it would be a decent idea to heal himself before speaking to Aerith. It's always a bad idea to worry her.

That's when Tseng shook his head and walked off in the opppsite direction. He wasn't going to deal with anything.

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