[[I guess that's all from Nina for now, then. Unless something happened when everyone heads over to the armory.]]
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Tifa:
Tifa stared intently at the man who swiped away at a tablet carried with him. She had caught a glimpse of him as he left the dining room with the Maid following quickly after him... But now she was able to do a more detailed analysis. He had changed into something more suitable for the occasion, and so, more suitable photographs of him were in order.
Furthermore, as Tifa was no longer limited to only a single position (i.e. seated on a wheelchair), she figured she might as well take images from several perspectives while she was at it.
The robot lifted herself from the chair which she had sat upon for what seemed like only moments, and walked over to the man, stopping about 1/6'th of a meter away before taking images in rapid succession. More to test out her new capabilities than for actual information, Tifa slowly circled Noel, hoping that he wouldn't move too much.
Once she reached full circle, she gave an instantaneous "blink" of her screen, and noted in a light, mechanical voice:
"Test complete. Functionality at 366%. Efficiency at 243%. Analysis archived.
"
She then "blinked" once more, lowered her head, bent one knee, and raised half of her sky blue, silk dress in a modest show of courtesy.
"Good day, {Name Unknown}
. I am T.I.F.A Mk. 3.14." lifting her head, and nodding towards the Maid (whom she also took images of during her walkaround), she added "You may call me Tifa." before heading back to the table, and returning to her seat. Hopefully, if time allowed it, she could do similar multi-angle shots at everyone within the room; for now, however, she was content with having such images of the man in the Red Tabard.
"I feel fine, Konami, but don't call them evil..." Noel pulled the goggles over his eyes, their fashion much like Gremlins and more suitable for his eyes.
"They are not evil, as this entire mission may rest on a moral grey." Though he supposed that would be the point of this place, squarely in the Grey. It certainly wasn't a good place, the tabard he'd been given did not have a blue cross on it, that suggested it came from elsewhere.
He snatched a tablet off the counter, a stylus attached to its side. "I'll be taking this, I'll return it later." He smiled at Konami, and swayed any other option from her mind as he did so.
He strolled back to the room with the Lady, Konami in tow now that he'd been geared for the mission. Entering the room, and looking more noble than ever. He carried the tablet at his side, and the sword concealed behind his back. His hand moved quickly, taking inventory of everyone currently in the room. Flawless profile pictures taken, and labeling the ones he could currently identify, Grisham, Konami, Agent 6, and the Lady. He looked a little eccentric to have access to all this information, something that naturally bloomed in him.
"Right, I'll be ready," Noel said, his look a little grim and his lips pursed. His cloak unsettled in an almost indeterminable breeze.