The trip across L4 was a short one, crowded with police and mobile armors, nothing more than a nuisance. Taking it's mammoth steps across L4, for fear of burning everyone alive behind him if he dared activated the massive verniers that seemed to line the back of Iness EX, his destination was set ahead. With the massive numbers of audible alarms blaring in his cockpit, Cloud brushed a skilled hand across the keyboard before him, silencing them with what seemed to be one stroke.
A gently beeping signaled the incoming comm link. Spreading itself over the Iness' main view screen, a soldier, or at least assumed to be a soldier by his military attire, addressed him. "Unknown, you must cease and...", his words were cut short as Cloud raised a hand to silence him. With a gentle tilt of his head and narrowing of his eyes, he spoke, that voice so fluid an memorable that it still struck fear into the hearts of many.
"You know my name, and i'd appreciate it if you'd go ahead and open the front door. I'd hate to have to make another.", it was a bluff, of course, yet he was so good at bluffing. With hurried motions, the soldier relayed the message, forgetting that he left the previous link open. With his gained reply, he, in turn, answered. "Mr. Strife, you're cleared. Please, enter bay SevenAlpha and we'll prepare the isolation.", with a gentle nod, Cloud canceled the link.
Placing Iness into the designated Bay and setting the new A.I. controls, Cloud reclined in the seat of the new suit. With the gentle tugging of the grav belt, Iness EX began to pull away from L4, propelling outwards amongst the stars. With black space enveloping his suit, Iness EX fired two of it's rear verniers, furthering it's distance from L4 as the grav belt released it's moderate hold.
"Iness, open up the command frequency for the }{G.", he said, waiting for the momentary reply. The voice, though not mechanized yet still retaining it's form, answered, "Link open, Commander Cloud." Cloud stirred forth, rightening himself amongst the plush cushions of the cockpit seat.
"Attention all active members of }{G, includin' some of you folks that aren't quite on the map these days. I'll be conducting a meeting in Mowry, Arizona, might seem like a familiar place for some of you. The old Hangar, two days, don't be late.", with a gentle stroke of his hand, the feed was cut and the message was sent. As he dropped back down into the seat once more, preparing for the long ride 'home', Iness' A.I. spoke once more, reading off the message that appeared after one that weilded a }{G comm had accessed it after a certain period of time.
"Welcome back, Captain Cloud."
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