[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/x41scuh.png?1[/img][hr][b]Name:[/b] Astral Diamonia
[b]Role:[/b] SOLDIER 1
[b]Location:[/b] Junon
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Sudkurve] [@Tenma Tendo][/center][hr]

[indent]Astral paused upon hearing another [b][i]crackling[/i][/b] of magic, a straight arc of lightning, he assumed. Quick and to the point. Whoever it was had just put down a rather easy target. He furrowed his brow and reached for the handle of Brightfang as the hastened steps grew closer. He or she was fast. But nothing he could not handle, he convinced himself. The moment Caius Sully, dubbed The Merciful, had came into view, Astral let his tension fall to the wayside. 

He looked up the stairs that would eventually lead them to the Superweapon. [color=silver][i]Were we really all necessary for this?[/i][/color]

[color=silver][i]No,[/i][/color] he concluded, turning to face Laphicet and Caius. An action that spoke of confrontation.

[center][b]*  *  X  *  *[/b][/center]

Astral stood on the tallest step. [color=silver][b]"I do not believe we are all suppose to be fighting the Super Weapon. Two of us should help find the mastermind behind this. As SOLDIER we are faster, stronger. If we collaborate with the Turks it'll be easy."[/b][/color] Astral folded this sinewy arms over his chest and closed his eyes, awaiting their curt answer.[/indent][hr]
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OTy5ZmU.png[/img][hr][b]Name:[/b] Beryl Vagrant 
[b]Role:[/b] SOLDIER 3
[b]Location:[/b]Bone Village
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Karl Kadaver] [@Sarcelle Renard][/center][hr]

[indent]Beryl came to a halt at the sight of the third Class SOLDIERS confronting The Commander. It was ludicrous but... but it was surely happening. There it was, as clear as day, the corruption and betrayal of The Shinra company. Such a small act; third class SOLDIERS turning against a superior and it had said so much. He glanced at the lab coat, then towards the shaded figures in the helicopter. They were the targets now; [b][i]they[/i][/b] had the briefcase. If Rowen, The Commander, and himself couldn't reach the helicopter, than the next best thing was the scientist. Surely he had known what was inside. 

Unbidden, his hand fell to the too-long hilt of his katana. There was hardness in his youthful eyes now, an anger that was burning in his gut. Images of the Lion in the fire flashed again. He grunted against the mental pain. [color=lightblue][b]"Commander! what do you want me to do?"[/b][/color] he growled[/indent]