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Tseng took a sip of his whiskey as he sat at the tavern down the street from where he was currently residing. He hadn't really settled anywhere yet, as he had yet to find a place suitable to what he would need. The only life that Tseng knew was as a Turk, and he planned to do the same here. Of course, there would be some changes, the biggest being that he would be the one calling the shots. There wouldn't be any hidden agendas from the upper levels. He would be helping people, doing the dirty work they didn't want to.
Setting down the now empty glass, he paid his tab and headed out the door. It had become something of a nightly routine to have a drink before heading to destination for the night. He had been in Provo for a few days now, having rented a room at an inn. Tonight was his last night there, and he still had not found a suitable location to set up. He wanted somewhere that was concealed, but also somewhere he could reside in as well.
The next step would be recruitment. Tseng had spoken to some people here and there, but none that had really peaked his interest. He was glad the other Turks weren't here, as that would mean that they would probably met their end on Gaia, but he would not be mad if they showed up here. To be accurate, he would appreciate them being here right about now.
As he made his way back to the inn, Tseng let his mind wander. He hadn't seen much that warranted the kind of work that he was pursuing, but that didn't mean that there wasn't anything out there. Perhaps there were others around doing the same thing, and doing it well. As he walked, he noticed a figure in the distance that looked very familiar. 'It couldn't be...' He made his way closer to the girl, and she came into his view. "Miss Gainsborough."
Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Apr 7, 2024 1:39:23 GMT -6
[attr="class","dorado2"]She had barely been in Provo for five minutes before wanting to turn and flee-- or stamp her feet and demand why the Turks were still following her. To see Tseng caught her off guard, and admittedly she had almost turned right where she was...
But she wasn't home, was she? This wasn't Midgar, this wasn't Sector 5 and as far she could sense... Her Cetra bloodline did nothing here. Perhaps in time, she'd become in tune with this new world but that... would be a goal for later.
The brunette stopped in her tracks and nearly puffed her cheeks. Of all the people to find... Tseng, a Turk, someone meant to keep tabs on her and her every move. But truth be told, he wasn't... completely bad. Out of the Turks, he was the most... pleasant? Aerith let her expression soften a bit, though not giving him the complete satisfaction of a smile.
If anything, at least he was a part of something familiar to her. And what transpired at the Temple of the Ancients made her feel relieved that he was still alive. Aerith folded her hands behind her back. "Tseng," she said, finally cracking a light smile. "You're here too? Wherever... this is?"
She had so many questions to throw at him, but she needed to feel this out first.
Aerith had been an assignment for the Turks for years, Tseng himself tracking her as since he was just 15 years old. He never took her by force, he wanted her to go on her own free will. To say the least, he had grown a small attachment to Aerith over the years, he wanted her safe. He knew why Shinra wanted her, and knew the things Hojo might do to her. He had a job to do, but that didn't mean he had to make her go with him.
Tseng wasn't upset that she wasn't happy to see him, he had been following her most of her life after all. Now to see him once again in a new world? He chuckled a bit. "It would appear that I am." He approached her a bit more, but not too close. There was a chance that she would turn and walk away from him. This wasn't Gaia. She wasn't wanted by Shinra anymore. She was free.
"This place is called Zephon. It seems to have brought quite the assortment of people here." Though Tseng hadn't met too many people that he cared to keep in contact with, it seemed they all had similar stories. They were inches from death and then they suddenly woke up here. He wanted to know why, and he wouldn't stop until he did so. Aerith being here might prove to be helpful, if she still had the connection to the planet as she had on Gaia.
That was a stretch though, as it was a whole new place, so he didn't have his hopes up about that. Still, she might still be of help to him. "What was the last thing you remember?" His first question would have been asking how she was, but she was standing before him and talking, and she didn't look harmed. Not physically anyways, so he figured he would see how she was doing mentally.
Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Apr 24, 2024 20:18:12 GMT -6
[attr="class","dorado2"]Maybe Tseng wasn't the worst person to run into on her first venture into Provo. He already had answers for her, which didn't surprise her at all. He was a responsible Turk, he gathered information for a living and when he explained they were in an entirely different world, not Gaia, Aerith let her smile fade away. "Zephon..." she repeated, "Are any of the others here?" By others, she would hope he would know who she meant. Saying their name and them not being around would hurt too much. She had to have hope.
His question brought a flash of a memory to her mind, one that she tried to suppress and keep back with a question of her own. "What do you remember?" Inquisitive eyes studied him briefly, wondering if his wound had healed, like hers felt it had. The memory was a bit foggy, but she could infer what had happened to her... How she wasn't able to change her fate in the end. Aerith put on a cheeky smile and shrugged lightly. "I remember not being here, that's for sure. I do remember being free. Is that something I'll still have here? My freedom?"
She had to wonder if he was going to continue his Turk-ish ways. Or would she have to look over her shoulders again?
