o8. [Voice]

[gunsight]

[ The communicator flicks on and off erratically throughout the entirety of this entry. ]

He's.

gone.

Again. Again and again and ag--

Just when we ne--

[ Gunshots. A lot of them. Tseng snarling, more angry that anyone's possibly ever heard hm being. ]

Too good for us? Too good for us? Leaving us incompetent idiots to clean up your mess?

Comments

[voice]

[riotinstereo]

What? ...Tseng, what the hell are you talking about? Veld's gone?

Don't--

Shit.

Re: [voice]

[gunsight]

Gone. Gone and left us.

Again.

Don't what, Turk? There's a mess to clean up!

[voice]

[riotinstereo]

Not our mess. Did you forget that we don't have an army here? What are you going to do on your own?

Re: [voice]

[gunsight]

We don't need an army. We don't need anyone. Our job is to ensure the President's safety and these things are getting in the way--!