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[It's a video. Terra's somewhere outside of HospiTown by the forest in the background; it's late but not so late where he can't be easily seen. He looks like he hasn't been sleeping well, but otherwise alert.]

Hey there. I don't know most of you and most of you don't know me, so ... I'm Terra. I've been told in some detail we're here to save this place, and I intend to get to it.

['Now', apparently.]

Minervamon said she'd be leaving more detailed information later on, but for now I know we need to find Titamon and find the ARCloner as some first steps. It's a lot better than nothing to work with at all, but this world's a lot larger--

[A lot larger than most worlds he's been to. He can't say that, and continues after a moment of thought.]

--Than I expected. There's a lot of ground to cover. So I'm hoping to find some people willing to do some traveling. ...A lot of traveling actually. And willing to share what they find when they're traveling with everyone else. If anyone out there's got experience with uh, scouting, reconnaissance, that sort of thing, and willing to help, I'd like to hear from you.

[It's pretty clear Terra's not used to doing this sort of thing, it's all pretty awkwardly stated, with a bit of fidgeting here and there too, but he manages to stay pretty calm. This was a thing he was sure would help. Now if he could find enough people willing to help..]

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[gallivants]

[Nothing about saving innocents. If anything, that's the only disconcerting thing about what Terra has to say -- even the mention of the blade at his back isn't that disconcerting. He did state, after all, that it would happen if anyone got in the way of his mission. Since said mission seems to be in line with his own aims, the blade in the back probably won't happen.

He breaks himself from his thoughts; and adapts a chipper tone.]

You're committed at least. Good! So am I.
Consider me hired. I was thinking about taking a little trip to the north. I've noticed a rather big, creepy looking castle that just screams "something important is in here." I'll brief you in a few days?

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[Innocents fell under the category of 'causing as little damage as possible'. He wasn't the sort of person to just run over some stranger in his path, but as seen in the recent battle that vaporized Tokyo... casualties may happen anyway. It wasn't fun to contemplate.

The best he can do is try to minimize it.]

Huh. I'd been thinking about swinging up that way myself, by way of a factory I heard was in that general direction. I guess I'll leave it to you then. If you're willing, try to keep tabs on any natural resources you run across by way of food, water or shelter, or anything else that might be useful.

[It's a lot to keep tabs of but in spite of Ringabel's general aire of not exactly being overly thoughtful, Terra's sure he'd be able to manage it.]

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If you'd prefer to cover more ground, I'll be happy to take the factory too. Otherwise, it's yours. It's your call, though it really depends on how many sets of eyes you've managed to recruit.

[And at the request... A nod! And a small, playful salute.]

You've got it.

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It's alright. I'm hoping to see it myself. I can't let everyone else have all the fun.

[And maybe for him it IS fun. There's really no telling. Terra looks thoughtful for a moment, and spends a thoughtful few seconds making a tally in his head, and then reorganizing the list a bit.]

A half-dozen or so, and their partners. So it's not a small group but not huge either. Enough where I think we'll have this island detailed out in a couple weeks at worst.

[Ringabel's willingness to comply, and the convenience of him already heading in a direction that Terra wanted checked out, was a pleasant thing. It's always nice when things go right!]