Reunion. [Active]

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Character(s): Rufus and the Turks.
Content: They meet up to figure out wtf is going on.
Setting: Vanaheim Station [F3]
Time: Sunday, midday.
Warnings: None.

Hopefully, he had escaped the crazy girl successfully. She wasn't so bad, but Rufus really had other business to attend to at the moment and his main concern was assembling his Turks and getting things in order. Perhaps they knew what was going on – they were all present, after all. Either way, he was really going to need some explanations...

The trek back to the gate had winded him. It made him feel slightly pathetic, but when one was ridden with the star-scar syndrome, it was a little difficult to be any different. He came to the Vanaheim Station the littlest bit out of breath, his good hand pressed gently to his chest as he walked and remained as calm and controlled as possible.

Rufus looked around he area once or twice, just in case he'd see a familiar face, but when his efforts went fruitless, he took to simply heading over to a bench up against the outside of the station and sitting there for now. His hand still rested on his chest, while the other was at his side.

They had better hurry up.

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Upon the commentary, Rufus instinctively squinted his bad eye and turned his head down, almost shamefully. "Quite all right, Tseng. Quite all right." And Elena's concern, as much as it was appreciated, was enough to edge him on to becoming slightly irritated at the entire situation. He knew he was being unreasonable, but the entire ordeal was quite understandably frustrating.

Both of his brows furrowed and he sighed, repeating himself sharply, "I'm fine."

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Picking up the obvious irritation in the President's voice, all he could do was nod in reply. "Very well, sir."

The oddities in Elena's behavior just seemed to be getting worse everytime she spoke up, and Tseng made a mental note to himself to talk to her about it as soon as everything had settled down. For now, though, they were still waiting for the other two Turks to show up; hopefully they wouldn't be all day. Reno and Rude did have the tendency to disregard the value of time.