Il Duce The Legendary Turk

Vincent Valentine.

Report.


White Fang employees, you heard the consensus. Mind the ghosts, do not attack them and do not let them touch you on pain of becoming a bunch of salt. If possibly stay out of confined areas and make sure you have room to retreat if one appears.

Val, Tseng, this goes for both of you as well. I will not be pleased if I find out either of you were careless.


[Private to Cyrus//Unhackable]

I want a closer look at that thing above the clock tower, so I don't have time to come pry you out of whatever lab you're no doubt entrenched in. Please don't turn into salt while I'm gone. That would be very inconvenient for myself and my Lady.

It's come to my attention, given the slow regrowth of the monster populations, that it might be a good idea to move some of White Fang's more dangerous research to an isolated and more secure facility. Just in case. And I'm sure you'll all be happy to know that I've already picked out a location.

Blah blah blah official announcement about Riget blah blah

This building will need some work to make it usable and relatively safe, and I'm not going to force anyone to move over here that would prefer to stay in the main White Fang building, being as close as it is to the Hospital. However, I've been watching this place for some time now and can assure everyone that the Hospital monsters do not seem to be in residence.

Volunteers for the clean-up operation are welcome, and as always White Fang is hiring.

[Crackling static for a long, long time.]

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[Whispered and strained.]

...among the li... among the lilies, he--

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...of course. Understood.

[Click.]

Ah.

Perhaps a two part dedication, since my sweet guide has found her way back to us.

( Completely Public )

Dedicated as always to miss Noriega, and to Citrine's return.

*STILL HIATUS*

Ahem.

( To the lovely miss Noriega. )

Won't you reconsider?


((OOC: YES COMPLETELY PUBLIC.))

Well well. What timing.

White Fang. If you wish to continue working for this organization under new management, please report in here. Anyone who doesn't reply or asks to be let go will be considered released from the roster without consequence, and free to make their own way.

That being said, we're hiring. Anyone who wishes to move to the upper level needs a job and I'm willing, in this crisis, to employ just about anyone who can offer a useful skill.

Also, you should all come work for me because I'm much prettier than Mr. Schenberg.

( Private to Kadaj//Unhackable )

( Private to Makubex//Unhackable )

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My apologies, Citrine.

May you be cursed with interesting times when you get home, and never complain again of boredom.

I'm sorry I

Good luck.


All members of White Fang.

I waited too long to I have a proposition for you.

( Totally Public )

[Private//Unhackable]

Rude. Reno. I'll be going to collect Val now. Also, if either of you joins Celestial Being while I'm not looking, I'll be very upset with you for at least three to five minutes.

Ow.

Kids. Now that we've gotten that little misconception out of the way...

You and your boyfriend with emo hair owe me. I'm thinking a date, or liquor, or both.

It's come to my attention that I should probably be getting a job, whether this is a dream or not. I suppose I've nothing better to do.

Valentine's the name, since I had it first I'm keeping it, thank you. My skills include looking this good and commendable modesty.

I've been a chemist, monster-hunter, bartender, university professor, archeologist, professional motorcycle racer, crocodile wrestler, model, and for a very brief period I was an addition to the harem of Empress Shiwashabani in her remote jungle kingdom.

Oh. And a secret agent.

All job offers or propositions should be directed below.

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( Private to Heine//Unhackable )

( Private to Self//Unhackable )

...oh hell no.

No sodding way.

I was supposed to be getting better, goddammit, as in the opposite of worse. What the fuck do I take these pills for anyway--

Right. This calls for getting shitfaced immediately.

Wake up.

No.


I won't let it.

I.

Where is he. Where is he.

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[Private to Self Except SO HACKABLE BECAUSE TEMPER]

...goddammit Jericho.

How can that fucking punk cause trouble when he's not even here.



((ooc: lol delayed reactions what.))

...inconvenient.

I needed that arm for things.


[Private to Muraki//Unhackable]

Ready.




((OOC: akflsfj pretend this was posted last night *sobs* Roxas is now officially kidnapped and Duke got a bit sliced up subduing him.))

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Enough is enough.

Valeria and Axel, report.


[Private to Muraki]

I hope you remember what we discussed.

( Private to Self//Unhackable )

[Private to Axel//Unhackable]

A word, please.

What.

No.

What.



((ooc: lolololol oh veld.))

Thylas apologizing. Never a good sign.

I think I'll stay inside.

I don't have much time on here, it seems, Vi--doctor's orders, so I'll be brief.

Any issues anyone in this city has about the conduct of my employees in a professional degree may be brought up to me, and I take full responsibility for their actions while on company time. In a similar vein, I consider attacks on my employees as attacks on this company, which I will take very, very personally and will respond accordingly. Consider this your fair warning.

[Department filter]

Sasuke and Citrine, you two are still officially in charge. I will of course be around, but I can't justify taking back all control just yet. Both of you are highly capable and intelligent individuals. Act like it.

Also. I see Sephiroth and Genesis are here. Turks, keep your distance.

I need two volunteers as well.

And if someone could tell me what the rolling fuck happened to Soma Peries.

[Private to Val]

Valeria.