((Sorry that I was gone. School reared its ugly head and took over my life again. Lawl for Vincent's cerberus as her gun Moral. I always loved that gun.))
It did not escape Rufus' notice that Crimson's hand hovered over her gun...nor did the fact that the gun was very familar. He smirked and studied the new comers. Now they were certainly different.
"Well it does not seem too different from my home planet, and if I had my guess I'd say that the people of this world are catious and are most likely hiding. They may be superstitious and believe we are bad luck. Back home the people of Wutai were very religious and secretive. The best way to deal with people like this is to confront them directly." He went up to a small house and knocked loudly on the door. "We do not wish you any harm, just to get back home. If you are inside please come out and speak with us." He called out in a non-threatening tone, and made sure to project his voice without raising it. He remembered how important tone was from his days in Wutai.
When after several minutes he did not hear a sound eminate from the house he scowled inwardly and returned to the group. "Either the resident of this house is not home or they are very much paralyzed by fear." He quickly drew up plans in his head on how they could proceed from here. He could take to militant approach and risk resistance and defiance, or he could take the more civil approach and continue to try to elicit and response from these people.
"How does everyone want to approach this? The militant way or the civil way?" he asked politely. Truth be told he did not trust or like any of these people, but kept up appearances anyway. Now was not the time to reviel his plans of how he could twist this situation to benefit himself. This world was teeming with untapped energy that he could extract and use for the benefit of his company, and he was not going to risk it by letting on his plans to anyone.