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[This particular feed looks much more staged than any of her others. A table has been set up, and there's a wooden box sitting conspicuously in the center of it. Hibiki herself stands excitedly a little to the side, making it easy to see the set up.

And in the background, unintentionally, is a sleeping Cyndaquil. Whoops. BUT IMPORTANT THINGS FIRST--]

Thanks to Aladdin-san's hard work, runic magic works in the city now! There were a lot of flashing lights in the sky recently - that means the magic has returned to Asgard.

I'm probably not the most qualified person to talk about it, but... you can use runic magic to do a lot of things the powers from the gods won't. If you learn how to use them right, you can make up your own spells, too!

[She picks up the box, opening it up and showing the bottom to the screen. Inscribed there is a curious circle. In the background, the Cyndaquil gives a yawn.]

This is a spell I made. If you use it, you can conjure melon bread!

[By way of demonstration, she touches her fingers to the circle, causing it to glow a soft green mixed with gold. With a snap, she shuts the box... Only to open it again with a steaming loaf of melon bread inside. She sets the box aside and takes out the bread happily.]

See?

If anybody wants to learn more about runic magic, the magic guild Grimoire's Sigil can help teach you! It takes a little to learn, but... I'm sure everybody can do lots of wonderful things with magic like this!

So...is there a bad way to compliment someone or something? Or at least a better way to do it so you won't get told you need to work on yours. I mean, it's not like I'm bad at it...am I?

People are usually alright when you say it's been nice to meet them aren't they? But it felt like they were mad and happy at the same time. Is that normal in some worlds? I got told I need to practice.

[ aka, HOW DOES TSUNDERE WORK?? ]

[There's a teenager dressed in a sweater vest with an apron over it on the screen, and he gives an almost shy little wave as if he still feels awkward making posts. In fact, he does. He's standing in the kitchen at Sigyn house, and he has quite a few trays of cookies set out on counters. They all look to be the same kind, with slight variations like different amounts of jam on them or slightly different amounts of browning, etc.

He waves a hand around himself. As well as the cookies, there are a few notebooks lying around, with lots of scribbling on them, as he's worked on the recipe.]

Excuse me, everyone, but I'm afraid I'm need of help. See, I've been baking this type of cookie that isn't my specialty, and I'm not entirely sure which of these batches that I've made is the best. I want to get it absolutely right because they're for a friend, so could anyone please come try some for me? They're called "jammy dodgers" and are kind of like shortbread cookies with jam, so if you're familiar with them especially, I'd appreciate a critique. I'm at Sigyn House.

[Pause.]

Doctor, you can come try some too, but we have to save at least some for the party, okay? Otherwise I'll feel like I didn't give you anything!

[River Song is standing outside next to what appears to be a makeshift shooting target. It's not much more then a few bales of hay with a large piece of cardboard that's been drawn on. Oddly enough the face on the cardboard looked suspiciously similar to a Silence. Not an exact likeness, but it had that sort of creepy alien persona to it]

I've heard a few battles break out here now and again, so I thought I'd better come prepared for the next one.

[She drops a hand into the leather gun holster at her hip and pulls out a sleek black hand gun]

I'm not saying guns are the answer to every problem. Only when diplomacy fails and the life of your loved ones are on the line. I used to believe in shooting first and asking questions later, but I like to think I've matured a lot since those days.

[Raising the hand holding the gun, she points it towards the target. Only her arm is pointed towards the target, the rest of her body is turned towards the camera. She wasn't even looking at the target when she fired off a shot and hit the alien face straight through the forehead. Quite an impressive feat]

I suppose I could offer some lessons on how to shoot a gun to anyone out there who might be interested. I might charge a small fee, but that's only if I don't like you.

[She grins and winks at the camera before shutting off the feed]

[The video feed clicks on and for a second Arya hesitates, unsure if it is actually working due to lack of familiarity with such technology still. She has a question, for any interested parties. She would continue hiding, if not for the fact that it's become apparent there are so many who know who she really is. She has yet to see any Lannisters here either. It seems safe enough to her, to ask that someone help her continue her training with the sword?]

I was wondering, should anyone be capable and willing, if there was anyone who might be able to find time to practice sword fighting with me? I trained some back home and have some experience using it in practice, but I don't want my skills to fall into disuse here.

[With a lack of people to assassinate. Unless someone wants to teach her that.]

I thank whomever might be interested.

[Without much more to add than that, she ends the video there after a few seconds of fumbling with her bracelet.]