Damien, I found some paper and pens to draw a sopheria like you wanted.

[ Sophie holds up a piece of paper, showing the flower she just drew with a couple of different colored markers. It's not... very good. And if you're curious, these are the flowers that she tried to draw. ]



This is a sopheria. When sopherias bathe in starlight for several nights, they glow and become a blossomgale. I saw them become a blossomgale before and they were blown far away. It would be great if they flew all the way to Asgard!

I didn't see any amongst the flowers during the party. I wish... all those flowers didn't have to disappear afterward. [ She releases a small sigh, lowering her drawing. ]

Is there anyone from Sigyn with the... growth power? Damien and I are still looking for someone to help us grow miracle berries.

[It's useless to be looking into an incident which occured nearly a month ago, when the damage has healed, and no similar incidents have occured as of late. She isn't a detective, nor is she trying to discover the culprit out of some sense of vigilante justice; simply put, she doesn't care about the rest of the victims. She isn't even investigating because of her own lingering humiliation and hurt. However, the assailant had the audacity to disguise himself as her master, to make a mockery of him, and that, she won't forgive.

Perhaps it's pure coincidence that Senji resembles him the most. But given the things he said, the circumstances, she isn't going to let it go so easily, not without having put her suspicions to rest.

The video feed opens to Moran, looking stern as usual, but the slight sense of impatience in her voice of indicates that this isn't an idle question.]

I would like to speak with whoever organizes hospital records. I require access to them. Specifically, a list of patients who were administered medical aid twenty-seven days ago.

[Text; Filtered to Ange Ushiromiya]

I need to speak with you in private.

[When the video feed opens, some may be surprised to find that Draco's actually in the library, considering the fuss he's been making about not wanting to do his own menial research. He's got a stack of books before him, but those aren't nearly as interesting as the sheet of paper he's got out in front of him. But he's not in the mood to share that just yet. In fact he's pushing that paper out of sight before addressing the network.]

Question for the lot of you. [He's ready to just jump straight into it, and his tone suggests that he's looking for good answers.]

Are the circumstances and occurrences of Asgard better or worse than the circumstances of your own world? And before you answer, I'll have you know I won't accept any of that one-word answer rubbish. If I'm asking a question, I want full answers. No exceptions.

[He could probably stand to be a bit nicer in asking, but since when has being nice ever been his style?]

In that same line of thought, what are you impressions of the city from when you first arrived compared to now?

I'm finding this place to be a bit...different... [And that's all he's going to say. Your turn, Travelers.]

[The face that appears on the feed should be familiar to many of Asgard’s residents, but the expression on it may seem a little strange. After all, it’s not often that Shu looks terribly inquisitive, eyes wide with curiosity, confusion, and a hint of concern.]

Hello?

[He can’t help but pause and look away from the camera for a moment. Speaking to large groups of people wasn’t exactly his forte, and he’d abstained from making a post to the network since arriving for that very reason. It doesn’t take him long, however, to look back up and continue speaking.]

I was wondering if anyone here has experienced being in the body of another person. Something like suddenly finding yourself in a different body without any warning. [....] After arriving in this place, I mean.

[Though he’s speaking in what is unmistakably Shu’s voice, it’s just a touch higher and definitely more gentle than it normally would be. In fact, it kind of resembles someone else’s voice rather than Shu’s own.

And with a sheepish smile uncharacteristic of Shu, he’ll hold a chubby pig up to the screen, revealing their backdrop of the library in the process. And peeking out from behind the piggy:]

Is there a cure? Any information on a reversal would be helpful. Unfortunate things have happened to other people here, so I wondered if someone might know how long this will last. It should be only temporary, but it would be best if we tried to reverse it as soon as possible.

((ooc: Shion is in Shu’s body, and Shu is in the body of a cute pig! Basically, Nami and I are horrible and decided to make a seiyuu joke.... Shu, Shion, and the piggy all share the same voice actor, so we ran with it! Shion’s replies will come from voidist (those smiling icons) while Shu’s will come from pigfaced!

Also, the post will be under Shion’s name, but if your character is the type to look over that sort of thing or would assume that Shu is using the wrong bracelet, feel free to mistake him for Shu acting really weirdly? Especially considering that he didn’t say his name.... or that Shu is the pig.))

[Oh look everyone, you've got a Fluttershy on your screen. She seems preoccupied with something but she looks at the feed with purpose.]

Um, hello, everypony.

I've been thinking sort of lately. And I was curious about something. If you care to answer...

[Her mumbling falls off into something only she can understand and she speaks up again after a moment.]

What sorts of things frighten you? Or make you nervous?

Like... Um, I'm afraid of talking to somepony new, and loud noises, and dragons, and storms... Oh gosh, storms. Or that somepony might not like me or make fun of me for something that I've done and--...

[Oh right.]

Oh... And how do you help get over those fears?

[A long, awkward pause--]

... Thank you very much for listening. I hope that somepony is interested in answering this. But you really don't have to. I promise.

Oh.

[How's the evening, Asgard? Keine's popping up on video today, just as she does whenever she made a network post -- though it's been quite some time since her last. Perhaps she had been too busy with finding out more about the city for various purposes, her plans for healing stations amongst them. Perhaps she believed her thoughts on the matters at hand were not important enough to be broadcast to each and everyone in the city - and instead only spoke to individuals at a time instead. Or perhaps she just didn't want to cause a scene, stay quiet about all that she has seen and heard on the general, and instead observe the bigger picture.]

[But whatever the reason behind her quiet up until this point had been, her face now clearly dominates the video feed, her stance stoic, her expression mild, with that usual hint of a smile that comes with her gentle demeanor.]

A good day to all. For the benefit of new Travelers and those that simply do not know me, I am Keine Kamishirasawa, formerly from Gensokyo's Hitozato [or simply human village], and presently a member of House Sigyn. It's a pleasure to be able to speak to each and every one of you.

My purpose in this post today is to put forth a proposal; A proposal in which an election of a few representatives or leaders from each House may take place.

Now, I am aware that not everyone would be keen on the idea of being under the command of someone else - the point of representatives from each House is not to give out orders or command the rest of the house, so rest assured. The role of these representatives is that of organization, where they would keep track of their numbers in each House, their names, and possibly gather volunteers for various other purposes throughout the city - be it for defence and protection, or healing, among other possibilities.

With that in mind, I implore each of you to put forth your opinions for whether such a system should come into effect in due time, and I would like to also ask for any volunteers that might be willing to assist in the establishment of such a system to contact me via this post, or through my personal inbox. Additionally, should anyone wish to be kept updated on the progress of this system's set up, feel free to request as such.

Thank you for your attention.

[When this post loads up on the network, before any sort of talking or video, a certain image appears first.]

( non-ic cut for image )

[And once that has been displayed for a small amount of time, a positively beaming face appears on screen instead.] Hello, Asgard! My name is Akari Mizunashi, and I would just like to announce the opening of my very own business: ARIA Company! It's not all that much, but it focuses on touring the city to see the sights and what Asgard has to offer. With that, I'd like to extend a welcome to any newcomers who still might have questions or trouble about this place. I'll do my best to answer them, and I look forward to any patronage.

Also, um... [Alright how to go about this next part.] If someone could, I would really appreciate help in moving something. It's more or less unrelated to ARIA Company, but it's very important to me. Thank you for your time.

[She leaves it at that though since... Yeah, trying to explain you need to move a gondola the the lake at the park would probably sound a bit weirder..]

Yo, Asgard! I got a vitally important question for the lot of ya! So if you're not all busy gearing up to head out in the unknown, take a look at this!

*It is at this point Aoto produces a picture:



Don't ask where or how he managed to get it or take it.*

Take a gooooooooood hard look at this girl. Look taken? Appraisal ready? Glasses adjusted in a dramatic manner? Right then! Here's the important part!

That hairstyle of hers. Cute, or not cute?

(( ooc: Do not be surprised if Ange jumps you in this post. ))

[Gai really isn't the sort for broadcasting his business over the network unless there's a good reason for it. However, it's been days since Shu has last been home, and there hasn't been a single word from him the entire time. Gai may be patient, but even his patience isn't infinite, and with Shu being Shu... let's just say it's likely that he's causing terrible things wherever he's staying as well. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and Gai knows just how to get Shu to come back without protest. The other boy is nothing if not predictable, after all.

That morning, Gai's bracelet will 'accidentally' turn on to show a perfect view of him sprawled in bed and very obviously shirtless (perhaps more than just that, but the sheets make it impossible to tell for sure), long blond hair mussed from indeterminate activities and a lazy yet pleased smirk on his face.]

Just leave the water on when you're done, Inori. There's no point in turning it off when I'm just going to turn it on again.

[Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately for any of the men watching this), the person he's addressing is out of the range of the bracelet's image... but surely imaginations can fill in the blanks.]

Hey.  I’m not into public introductions, it feels like AA or something.  Name’s Rudolf Ushiromiya, just got a few questions here for the rest of you.

Anyone know how exactly they decide where you go?  It’s like a horoscope, right?  Personalities and all that.  So what’s the formula, if you want specifics, it’d be Baldr.  If you don’t like how they judged you, who do you talk to about getting a switch?  I don’t like the idea of somebody just assuming who I am.

Oh yeah, and what kind of jobs are up for grabs, or businesses that might be needed.  This suite doesn’t really suit my tastes.  …And I guess I’m gonna have to buy cigarettes.

[ It's time for another session with everyone's favorite friendless losers. The feed turns on to show one Yozora looking not so cool today with her new fashionable headpiece. The embarrassment from her last post with Shu is still something she hasn't recovered from. ]

Members of the Neighbors Club, new and old! It's a pleasure to meet you all. Due to our conflicting schedules and the recent... events that have occurred in the past few days, I'm aware that we haven't been able to meet as often as we had hoped to, but to make ends meet, I've been meeting with my fellow club founders to mete out our responsibilities and find a solution to this. Thus, our first club meeting via Asgard's network shall commence. Now, before we get to the meat of the meeting--

[ what's that lurking behind yozora? with every mention of "meet / mete / meat", sena lurches closer to yozora like a wind-up toy fueled by meatcalling-induced rage and she's raising her arms to shove yozora's face out of the frame when---

she doesn't. what? instead sena hesitates then just scowls and lowers her arms and steps out of sight ]

Since for once you're being spared having to look at that dumb fox woman's face, I don't have to be charitable and restore the balance by having to show my divine one! Anyway before we go ahead with the rest of the meeting, we want to hear what you have to say about the speed-friendmaking event! Well, I don't really want to hear it unless it's something worth listening to! If you're going to ask stupid things like "Do you know the cellphone number of the person I talked to? What are their favorite places to go on dates? Have I reached the tokimeki state yet?" don't bother wasting that much oxygen! There's really only one important question here! Did you make any new friends from the event?

Ah and to that cute Nipa-chan... What's your favorite place to go to in Asgar --- OW!

[ yozora bites sena.

well no it's more like yozora's horse head bites sena's face. ]

Oh, sorry, I thought you were a tasty-looking piece of meat, but I forgot to cook you first and dug right in.

[ sena shrieks and tries to bat away the horse head ] No! Ah disgustingdisgustingdisgustinguncleannostupidyozoraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakillllllllllyou! The only mouth I want to touch my skin is Kobato-chan's!!!! Keep your mouth away from my face!!!! [ she scrubs at her face with the sleeve of her top ] I'm not clean for Kobato-chan anymore. [ and yep she's on the verge of tears ] Yozora you idioooooooooooot!!!!! [ and sena runs out of the frame and from the sound of a door slamming, out of the room, crying ]

Anyway, it's as Meat says. This opportunity to voice out your comments and concerns regarding the club doesn't happen that often, so don't waste it. By the way, we accept praise all year round. Snide remarks, protests and violent reactions are forbidden.

[ Kodaka is just line facing, ignoring Sena' tantrum. He's very glad his sister isn't here, and he knows she'll come back eventually. ]

Like the others said, we'd like to hear your input. Suggestions for future social skills building activities is something that'd be ideal. And despite what was just said, you can tell me things you didn't like about previous activities or something you need in the club room. We don't have much funds, but we'll do what we can.

[ He moves back from the screen, looking/talking at Yozora. His voice isn't as loud, but he can still be heard. ] Is there a reason you're wearing that?

Hmph, that's none of your business...

Speaking of activities, there's something else we want to hear from you. Now that we're finally not under attack by ice fairies, lions or fire-breathing dragons, we must make use of this time to hone our skills and improve our capabilities of surviving as normals. However, a dog ate our list of planned activities for the first six months of our stay. [ just admit you lost it, yozora... ] So we're opening the board for suggestions. For club activities, of course, but new and creative insults for Meat are welcome, too.

(ooc: stupid horseface yozora, meat, yankee-kun. ooc sign-ups for the neighbors club if anyone is interested. fire away, but tags from yozora will come in the morning. they will also be under an account i still need to make shh you will know it when you see it.)

[Alright Asgard ARE YOU READY FOR SOMETHING AWESOME TODAY??? Because somewhere outside in the open (probably somewhere in the Hel district maybe) there is.

SOME AWESOME FIGHTING GOING ON.

And by awesome I mean there is one red leather jacket-clad kimono-wearing knife-wielding girl doing the LET'S GET DANGEROUS tango with one dual lance-wielding love-spotted Irishman aka this handsome dude right over here also known as broduil yep. IT'S A REALLY INTENSE fight with lots of insane speed and crazy hits and all that good stuff they might as well be out of an anime straight from an action movie or some crazy shit like that. Granted it's probably been only three minutes or so but this whole thing is so cool that it feels like time is stretching for eternity!!

But this is TYPE-MOON and we can't have nice things. :( So in the middle of this badass fight of badassery there's a moment where she closes her eyes and sighs, almost as if conceding something. Certainly not this fight, right? Not a moment later though her head.

You guessed it.

EXPLODES. All over her opponent and quite possibly onto you if you were standing by close enough; it's about as messy as you can imagine it to be! What a way to end a show right... About an hour later though, there's a new post on the network. For anyone who did manage to catch to catch Shiki's hideous, gruesome death, she looks quite fine! Not even a trace of blood everywhere, and remarkably unshaken up for someone who just. Y'know, died.]

Talk about a let down. What was that, five minutes? Not really enough time to do much of anything, but I'll say thanks anyways. Dying was kinda shitty I guess, but it's not really dying anyways if I'm back. Still can't call it much of a fair trade, but whatever.


[ooc: For those that would like to GAWK AND STARE at Shiki's headless body, broduil will be responding. o/\

Um — hello. [ there's a brief pause as the feed begins, not entirely certain of what to address foremost. ] My name is Serah Farron. I think.... I've been here before, but I don't remember any of it.

[ if the network is anything to go by, she had appeared here once before. hello deja vu. the peculiarity of it strikes her for a moment, but she'll contemplate it later. ]

The maid was helpful, but it's still so strange, having something so precious wiped like that. I wonder why they wouldn't want us to remember... [ though, all things considered, she's accustomed to oddity now. she hesitates in her musing — directed more to herself than the network — but is quick to speak again, more assured and pointed in tone. ]

I'm looking for a moogle. He's... [ she makes a hand movement to demonstrate. ] about this big and resembles... a toy, I guess. [ a stuffed animal, if you will. ] I wouldn't want to lose my good luck charm, you know?

[ she brightens with the last sentence, though she still appears to be slightly pensive. ]

There was also someone I was traveling with, but it looks like we've been separated. [ because mog is obviously the priority here... ] I'm looking for a boy named Noel, if anyone has spoken to him. I don't think he could have gone too far. [ hopefully.... but she pauses, as if she wants to ask something else, but inevitably decides against it. ]

Thank you. I'd appreciate any time or help you could spare.