[Uncomfortable. That's one name she could put to it. What's weirder still, is that this whole thing just seems out of place. She knows who she's fretting about, but she doesn't really know him. Isn't that weird? It should be weird. But it doesn't seem so, right about now. All she's after is, if at all preferable, for a certain knight to show up where he's supposed to be. Even if that kind of involves her calling him out. She's put it off for a while, and now? Now it's almost unbearable. She feels like she's stuck in a loop of panic and that is something she cannot stand for.]

So this should all blow over in a few days, yeah? Or ... maybe sooner. That'd be great.

Don't s'pose anyone has any knock-out drugs, do they?

[Because loathe to anyone she lets see her over video. She looks a bloody wreck. Terrible sleep the past few days, coupled with high levels of agitation during the day? Oh yeah, she looks fabulous.]

Sir Percival? Mind givin' me a ring? [Yeah, that might be .. out of nowhere.]

[You're getting a rather annoyed - and yet almost panicked - looking redhead, Asgardians.]

Oi, if anyone's seen Ruca, let me know. Those of you that don't know him he's a little shorter than average height, silver hair and green-blue eyes. Went to go get some food and he disappeared.

[Hesitates a moment.]

Ruca, if you catch this, come back. I already promised I wouldn't "kidnap" you again, as you put it.

[Live and unwilling security blanket, where did you go...]

( Hermione was having another nightmare. Or at least, it felt like a nightmare. She was searching for something important to her, but every time she reached her hand out to touch it, it would vanish as though it had never been solid in the first place. Over and over, until she could feel her breath coming in gasps and tears rolling down her face - was she screaming? It felt like she was saying a name, but she couldn't quite understand what it was, as though there was something obscuring her hearing, keeping her from understanding.

There was a flash of red hair, which vanished---

And then she woke up, sitting straight up in bed and panting, one hand pressed against her mouth to keep herself from screaming. This was a new one, wasn't it? But surely, it didn't mean anything...

Rolling over and reaching for her bracelet, Hermione scrolled through the names. And scrolled again. And a third time, her eyes almost too blurred with tears to see. The one name she had been counting on, she had been hoping to find - had disappeared during the night, while she was sleeping. What could she do about it?

By the time the sun rose, she had calmed herself enough to actually say something, though her eyes were red and puffy and had dark circles under them. )

Ronald Weasley has left. If .. anyone knew him, he was .. someone I knew from home. Someone I cared about. ( Was she supposed to say all this? )

I just thought others might want to know.

[Tonight the SOS feed goes off. And if any one decides to click the emergency feed button, they'll be treated to a strange sight

The video feed doesn't show anything when turned on other than a pair of thin legs and right below it a message. The legs are dressed in green pants and grey shoes, but nothing else about it can be discerned from the feed. It might appear at first that the message is written in paint...
( warning: death, blood )
[After several seconds of lingering over the scene the feed suddenly hurdles toward the ground and is stopped by the impact a second later. It seems the bracelet was dropped mid-recording and the SOS alert cuts off with the loss of contact.]

[ooc: As Calliope is obviously dead there isn't any way to talk to her, but feel free to use this post to send messages to the mysterious killer (aka Caliborn, who is not mysterious at all). The SOS feed will report the location of the bracelet to be in Hel district, outside of the carnival.  ( Death detail )

  EDIT: Dirk and Davesprite will find her first, but others are welcome to watch or react.]

[filtered away from Lavi]

_{[Almost right after Lavi's post, Ruca makes his own. The boy sounds more nervous than always and he's whispering.]}

Um... M-my name is Ruca and... please, don't tell Lavi anything. Or tell him it's pointless to look for me. That I just... vanished, anything!...

_{[There's a silence for a while, then he sighs.]}

...I really need to keep my voice down...

<sub>[Somebody help him.

He is currently hiding in the hospital. If anybody wishes to find him there, feel free to try to talk to him. And startle him.]</sub>

Why would someone choose to go grey?