Entries tagged with jasmine

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2nd Memory ✧ voice

I-I'm sorry if this sounds like a stupid question, b-but... I was wondering...

[He hesitates, debating with himself whether he should continue or not. After a moment of silence Ruca finally asks the question:]

Just... when do you start to consider someone... a "friend"?

[After hearing Bianca's words, Ruca can't help but wonder about that. Making friends is something he's never been good at; not to mention that "friendship" itself isn't something easy for him to understand either. He doesn't even know if anyone would want to be friends with him. ~~Who would want to have such a boring friend as him~~

There's another pause, as the boy reconsiders what he just had said and quickly, in nervous voice he adds:]

I-It really is a stupid question, isn't it? Y-you don't have to answer... I-I'm sorry for taking your time.

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✿ Chapter 014 [Video] (Day 192)

[ The video flickers open. Hanako made sure that the bracelet's camera wouldn't film her face, but below... to the thing that is sitting on her lap.

An over-sized, pink egg with flower patterns all around. She carefully holds it in place with her scarred hand. At the corner, you can see her pet dog Nashi eyeing at the oval thing curiously. ]

Erm... I'm fairly sure this is a Pokémon egg, and I found it at the door of my room today, along with some other items, but with no note attached. I wonder if this is part of the secret santa... Rose-san, can you confirm this?

[ A pause, as she gently rubs the flowery egg. ] I know this happened to Hibiki-san, too, but I wondered if anybody else received a Pokémon, among those who never owned one before. Finally... I would like to know which Pokémon this is, in the eventuality that it's going to require certain attentions - I don't want to be caught unprepared.

... I don't need to know who the giver is, but if you're watching this... thank you. I never thought I could have a Pokémon for myself, and I guess this was a nice surprise to wake up to... it fits with the recent decorations that appeared, doesn't it...?

[ You can't tell whether she's smiling or not, while she says that. The camera turns off. ]

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010 - Video (Filtered away from Ritsu Sohma)

[Samantha is sitting in her shop, glass beakers full of various chemicals, an apparatus doing some sort of filtration going nearby. She looks over at it idly and yawns, having just turned on the feed. Looking back at the screen, she gets a truly impish look on her face, one fang showing.]

Ok. So the world isn't ending tomorrow, and we're hopefully busy trying to prepare for the next great battle. Fine and dandy. But this city's gray as hell, and just training troops won't cut it. That gives me a perfectly good excuse to do something I've been wanting to do for a couple months.

I've got a ... yeah, I can go with friend here. He's kind of an idiot, and he is so damned wedged up in his little shell that he really needs to get cracked out of it. So, I'm setting the dumb dumb up. And this is where all of you lovely people come in. I am setting them up on a blind date, and one of you lucky people gets to be the other half of the date. I'll pay for a nice night over at Folkvang for you two, whichever one of you who pipes up I think's the best match. I will make sure he shows up, one way or another.

Gender's not an issue, as far as I can tell. Don't expect him to put out, and if you think I'm going to let you hurt him, you've got another thing coming. You're going to play nice with him or there's goin to be hell to pay. So, who's in?

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005 (video).

[ While making network posts is never easy, Jasmine is encouraged that she's getting better at it lately. The effects of previous events have definitely taken their toll, and that's partly why she's making this address in the first place. ]

Hi, everyone. I have a short request to make.

Before the war my healing power increased to its maximum level. Since then I've been working at Pokétopia café and the clinic, as normal, but...I'd like a new goal.

[ Her Magnemite floats into view, squealing a bit in annoyance. Jasmine smiles calmly at the creature. ] It's too bad I can't train my Pokémon here, but they don't have their abilities right now. Besides, they deserve some relaxation.

If anyone has any odd jobs they need doing, I can help out, although I'm not physically strong. Or if you could recommend a good hobby, that would be nice... [ She probably needs to do some relaxing as well. ]

[ She has a moment of self-awareness and hesitates for a moment. ]

Um...this is a little selfish. So, uh, also, how is everybody holding up? Since the war, that is. My ear is always...open? Wait, I don't think that's what it's called. Never mind. Though I'd still like to know, I suppose.

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Ninth Dive [Video / Action for Loki]

Yo, Asgard!

*As opposed to some of the broadcasts lately, this one is opening with somebody grinning and not to be rude about it.*

Sooooo we just delayed the so-called end of the world! I get why some of you are mourning and moping about, but as far as I'm concerned, a time like this calls for one thing and one thing alone! Celebrating!

I mean, come on. It's not gonna solve anything to get all depressed, right? Times like these are exactly when we should form up and have some fun so we can keep moving forward.

So! Roll call, Asgard! If you're up for a good time, head on over to the Loki house! Whether it's for food, or just for a good time, I guarantee you won't be bored once I lead you around!

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✿ Chapter 013 [Audio] (Day 176)

[ There are so many things Hanako would like to say over the network... but there are not enough words. That post during the battle... it became real, after all. The void would be more painful if she didn't rebel and go say goodbye to the girl properly. It's possibly the best decision Hanako ever took in her whole life.

It's audio, and it'll be curtly to the point. ]

To all those who knew her, Nakama-san has gone back to her home world.

Those of you I know, and I didn't have a chance to catch up with during the battle, please contact me. I want to be sure you're all safe and sound.

[ Feed over. She's going to respond in a hour or so, after she's less prone to sulking for the loss. ]

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NPC POST - FREYR - VIDEO

[It's roughly noon. The armies are staring each other down across a field of mud and gravel and blood. It's clear that Asgard and their allies are heavily battered down, suffering from heavy losses and damaged morale. It feels like today is the last day. It seems like there's no chance that anything but the end of the world could come today.

Then a video feed starts on the network, surveying the view from a high vantage point. Freyr isn't on screen, but he's close enough to speak and be heard clearly. But even if he weren't close he'd still be heard. There's a convenient little spell projecting his voice all across his side of the battlefield and through the city itself. It's a stern voice, tense and short instead of the gentle, patient attitude he usually shows.]

Sound the retreat. Get all living things within the city walls. Abandon that which cannot be swiftly carried. Now.

[The video continues in silence while his orders are spread through the forces and followed. It takes little more than ten minutes to move everyone inside at an ordered dash. Supply wagons and tents are left in the field and people and animals are removed until all that remains is ghost town of a camp. Small groups of enemies that try to chase are quickly and efficiently deterred by fire from the flying ship, and eventually all are safe inside.

He wants this recorded. It's more than just to be sure his announcement is heard -- he wants to be sure no one forgets how close they were and how important this battle was. His ship maneuvers to the center of the field, and he takes a graceful leap to the ground just yards from the enemy front lines. At that point, he begins to glow.]

...Do not doubt that all of you would have died this day. This is not a game. It's not a trick. Everyone and everything you love is and has been riding on this. I'm sure, even now, that the war will not end. You will all have to continue to fight, and for that you have my sincerest apologies. You also have my sincerest faith. I have never seen hearts so strong as those who stand for what they believe in when they are so far from home. Whether you hate us or not that remains true. I am sure you will triumph in the end.

Thus, I am honored to have observed true beauty in all of you. Thank you and good luck.

[His voice wavers by the time he's done. He'd like to be emotional, but showing fear and regret won't help anyone and so he holds it in.

It's a distant angle, but the video might just catch a hint of a solemn smile. Then, with a flash like a bomb the view goes white and then blinks out. After that anyone looking out past the gates will see a wide, shallow scar on the land, stretching from just feet away from the city walls to what used to be a point three quarters of the way into the enemy army. In that place, nothing remains but rock-solid round covered in a layer of fine white dust. Not even a bit of metal or a single plant mars that flat surface. For a moment anyone in Freyr house will have their powers flicker off, then back on within a few seconds.

But the enemy is decimated, and shows no signs of coming close again.]

[ooc note: That's it for actual plot events! The enemy army will stay at a distance the rest of this IC day (tonight and tomorrow), and will leave in the morning (Nov 16). There will be another NPC post on the 17th, but other than that from this point on is just cleanup. Characters who died will return on the 17th! Thank you for playing!

Oh and P.S. you can get comments from the other gods, so do feel free to respond to this post to talk to them or just to talk to each other. Threadjacking is A+! It is a free-for-all in this post, even for quick action threads.]

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001 ❧ VIDEO; ACTION

Hi!

[Lyra is sitting in her room, judging by the neat bed just barely visible in the corner of the shot. Once she speaks, she straightens a bit more, conscious of now being recorded. Those who know Lyra may notice her more serious demeanor; she's smiling, she's cheerful, but her usual exuberance is reined in.]

I'm Lyra. I'm a Pokémon trainer, I live in Sigyn district, and the gods chose me to be in charge of making sure the it's protected. And I'll definitely do my best! But I can't do it all by myself--we're going to need a lot of people to help out to keep it all safe, especially since we've got the hospital in our district and that'll be really important, I think.

[Lyra shifts a little in her chair; she's never been one for sitting still for too long. Still, she continues.]

I'll take anyone who wants to help, even if you don't live in the district--as long as you can get here to watch over it, that's fine with me! Once we get some people together, we could all meet up and get to know each other so we can work together and sort out how we're going to do everything. If you don't want to use the bracelets to talk to me, I'll be outside of Sigyn house today. I hope I get to talk to a lot of you!

Oh--and the healers and people who work at the hospital, even if you guys don't want to work right in the watch, I'd like to talk to you guys to work something out with you to keep you all protected. If things get--really serious, you guys will be really important. Thank you!

[Lyra can also be found outside of Sigyn house as promised, if you would like to approach her in person. Aside from being recognizable from the video, she is also accompanied by her Lugia, which will certainly help her stand out in a crowd.]

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[Look everyone, Nakama's back to normal! And she's beaming into the video feed, something that anyone who's talked to her lately might not expect. Unlike the last time this happened, there are no tears, there's no shock - she's just genuinely gleeful.]

It's just like last time!

[After that, she holds up a large picture to the screen for everyone to see: fifteen children standing in a semicircle on the beach, with one very familiar girl tucked in near the middle-left. Those who have been here a long time may even recognise the boy on the far left, but that's another matter.]

This showed up in my room out of nowhere, right beside my picture of my mom. It's all of my friends from home, from the Nature School. I remember when this picture was taken... we'd barely even met, and everyone was so nervous...

[Then she realizes what she's said - just like last time - and her face falls.]

No one's being hurt out there, are they?

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eighth ❀ video & action for the lake

[ good afternoon, Asgard! in a change of pace from Hilda's pattern of posts where bad things happen to her, she's actually sporting a large smile to the network. in fact, the girl looks like she couldn't be happier. why?

well, sitting down next to her is one (1) very large, blue otter-type thing. it gives a few sniffs to the screen, getting close to the camera before falling through the hologram. Hilda laughs and gives the creature a pat on the head as it sits back up, since it's shy smile makes it look like it lost just a bit of pride. ]

Guys, I want you to meet Samurott! He's a Water-type, and my starter Pokémon back in Unova. That means we've been partners since I started out as a rookie trainer - isn't that right?

[ Samurott nods, giving a low grunt of confirmation. ] He showed up in my room inside his Poké Ball the other day... do you think that means the Gods are gonna start letting us have more stuff from home? It'd be so amazing to have the rest of my team here with me!

[ she wraps her arms around Samurott's neck, and it gives her a little nuzzle before she clicks off the feed. ]

( PRIVATE TO ALL POKÉMON TRAINERS; )

How 'bout you guys? Did any of your Pokémon show up, too?

[ACTION]

[ if you're hanging out by the lake in Gefion Park, you'll see Hilda and Samurott out on the water. she's riding his back quite contently, but he looks like he's enjoying the swim as well. call out if you're curious! ]

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007 - Video

[The video comes on to show a red-head, irritated and staring up at what looks like an overhanging sign in front of a shop door. The walls of the brick building are covered in vines, vine as far as the eye can see. They don't actually lead into the building, since she keeps the windows boarded up, but there's a lush sort of wildgrowth that covers every inch of the visible world.

She turns towards the camera angle and growls, making a twitching face of irritation.]

Ok, could all the folks in Sigyn please not use this week as their chance to practice their powers? Enough already with the plants! This is getting just a little ridiculous here, and I'm thinking of changing the name "Pinch of Sage" to "Heart of the Amazon."

Anyone got any weed killer, or at the very least, any idea how to stop this little prank from getting more out of hand than it already is?

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( 002 ) TEXT/ACTION...▼

T E X T

[ Usually, Red finds not that many reasons to post on the network nor has he been using it lately due to circumstances. EITHER WAY, Backdated to day 152... Because this is really concerning and he doesn't want to waste milk here. Why...?! Because someone thought it would be a great thing to purchase ninety bottles of it. Which would be fine!

If they would fit in the fridge. ]

Does anyone need milk? Or are willing to lend out their fridge for storage.

A C T I O N

[ Otherwise you'll probably find him and Pikachu around with this basket of milk... Giving them out, giving out bowls to cats (that may or may not be following him on his trek), selling them to people hanging around bakeries; he needs to get rid of at least most of these. Also he dropped like... 40 bottles at the other Pokemon Trainers' house, if you're wondering. Good luck with that.

If you're a small child, you'll probably get one for free. Yeah. ]

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✿ Chapter 012 [Audio] (Day 152)

Good afternoon, everyone.

[ Yep, another audio message from Hanako. The video confidence she had in the past was short-lived, considering all that stuff that happened afterwards. At least she sounds way less worn out than the last time. Her sleep schedule returned to normal thanks to Euri's charm. ]

Firstly, I want to thank all the people who took part in the replanting of the park. Your contribution was extremely helpful... hopefully we can keep going like this, in case there will be other attacks that will cause damage to the city.

Secondly... considering what we have gone through for the past month, I was thinking that it should be time for another traveller-based event like the Festival we successfully hosted. However, I would like to do something different this time, possibly something we never did before. The problem is, I am out of ideas as of now, so I wondered if any of you could have suggestions that might help us organize something. Like always, any kind of material or supportive help is very appreciated. If someone already decided on something, I would like to support it as well, so please let me know.

[ Okay. With that out of the way... onto another set of business. ]

( FOR THE NIGHTLIGHT CLUB CREW AND ANYONE WHO MIGHT BE INTERESTED IN JOINING! )

This is all I had to say. Thank you for your time, as always.

[ There is a click noise, as she cuts the audio communication down. ]

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((OOC: For the future writers, here's the pastebin with all the altered names of most characters to avoid fourthwalling. Needless to say, this is going to be the worst hideous thing I'm ever going to do.

Also, for those who wondered why I haven't made a log for that "replanting of the park" little plot, I decided to handwave it since I also had another plot to take care of, so we can assume that the people who accepted to help have gone there and planted things with Hanako /o/ ))

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[text] From the Casebook of John Watson.

It has not yet been a full seven days since the start of the Illness that blighted so many citizens of Asgard, Travellers and Natives alike. The gentle rays of the waning autumn sun that shine through my study window this mellow evening, shine on many who bear the marks of the Illness still and many more who bear the invisible scars of grief. Yet, many more walk these sad streets who would not be with us if it were not for the efforts of many of our number and it is to honour those brave spirits as well as remember those we lost, that I narrate this sad tale.

For those too young or too tender-hearted to bear this account, I beg you click not on this "cut-text". It is not my wish to cause more pain with this remembrance, and I shall spare no details in my narration. No; it is the author's sincere wish that his narrative serve not only as tribute but as a call to arms, even a starting point for further discussion on the preparation of this city for the difficulties that lie ahead.

( The Case of the Dragon-bourne Illness; A Narrative by John Watson. )

It is not unlikely that we will find ourselves in need of the services of volunteers again. I've been offering internships at my clinic to those wishing to further their existing medical knowledge or to learn how to combine their healing power with existing medical practices. However, in light of recent sad events, I have made up my mind to offer a first-aid training to all who desire it, as often as demand allows. If you are interested in taking part in these classes, please leave your name below.

I remain your humble servant,
John Watson (M.D)

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[video | closed action | forward dated to morning 150]

( action - locked to Karu )

[Video]

[The older teenager looks very serious when she appears on the feed - she also has thin black hair pulled back into a high ponytail, dark and downtilted eyes, and a slightly round face. Familiar? Maybe. She's wearing a mens' shirt that's too big for her and a sarong that appears to have been sewn from a bedsheet, and if you thought you recognised her from her face, her body just might throw you off. Still, she's here to clarify.]

This is Mako Nakarai, or as most of you know me, Nakama. I appear to have been aged up at least three or four years, maybe more. But that's not what I'm here to talk about right now.

I've reviewed the videos from when I was gone to Utgard, and - [Her face goes pale, but she continues talking in a strong, determined voice.] - if there's still anything left to do, anything, I'd like to know. I'm so, so sorry I wasn't here to help all of you when such a terrible thing happened, but I hope I can make it up to you now. Like I said, any job that's left over is one that I'm willing to take, whether it's disinfecting hospital beds or helping healers with any lingering symptoms. Just tell me where I need to go.

[She bows deeply, her expression more troubled when she stands up straight.] Again, I'm sorry. Had I known... I never would've left.

[With that said, she filters away the rest of her post to the females of Asgard. Yes, she made a filter just for this. It's important.]

Um, that said, I am going to need some help... last time this happened, I was like this for a week, and I'm not really - equipped. [She blushes scarlet.] Can someone help me?

((ooc: forward-dated because I'll be at the dentist on thursday, and I don't know if I'll be up to posting. Sorry for any timeline troubles!))

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003 ♒ Video Day 148, Early Evening

[Eridan had been wandering aimlessly through Hel district after another day of absolutely worthless job searching. The acrid purple smoke he had inhaled while passing through the streets was dismissed as some sort of strange pollution. And it wasn't until he began coughing that night, his skin flushed and damp with sweat, that he began to worry.

The announcements over the network to report to the "hospital" had only worried him further. Willingly gathering all the weak in one central area? It just didn't settle well on his already upset stomach. Even if there weren't Imperial Drones here ready to cull him for the slightest weakness, handing himself over to someone's care when he was at his weakest was something he was just not prepared to do.And so he had barricaded his room, turning the lock and dragging the heavy dresser in front of the door. He didn't trust anyone in this city further than he could throw them, and he was fairly sure that wouldn't be very far considering he was too weak to raise his arms, let alone get out of bed.

The video shows him lying in bed in his room in Baldr's welcome hall, propped up against the headboard with pillows. He is missing his trademark cape and scarf. The reason is apparent as the gills on either side of his neck flutter with each quick, rasping breath that he sucks in between coughing fits that leave him weaker and weaker.]

So. This vaccine.

Wwhen exactly wwill it be made avvailable? An' howw much is it goin' to cost to get it delivvered?

[In his experience, everything has a price.]

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004 (video).

[ It's afternoon, Day 148, and people are dying.

Jasmine looks harried, eyes ringed with purple bags. One is bruised and blackened from a rock a native threw. But as she addresses the network from the quietest corner of the Yakuzen Clinic, she takes on the most authoritative, focused air she can muster and talks calmly and concisely, though not without obvious concern. ]

Asgard, regarding this illness. You've heard already it was from the canisters, but we can dwell on the motive later...what's important now is curing it.

We've been studying the patients' blood along with anything else that could help, and have started developing an immunisation. It should be ready later this evening, if all goes well, and enough patients begin recovering safely...

[ She looks down and up again, drawing in breath behind clenched teeth. She coughs once. ] I will not lie to you...this illness can be fatal. But if one gets through the worst stages they may yet live. This is why distributing this immunisation will be so vital. Quick treatment is needed!

Anyone with any transport at all, can you be counted upon to help distribute this to the travellers? I may have to go out myself...

And, uhm, please, if you feel any of these symptoms: a severe cough that may contain blood, dizziness, fever, nausea, a burn-like rash, or internal burning sensations, get to the hospital or clinic immediately. [ She stares for a while, very firm on that point. ]

I'll be here to answer any questions while Dr. Watson and the others work on healing and finishing up the immunisation.

[ Jasmine coughs again, and covers her mouth, obscuring the screen slightly. She looks at her hand. There's a trickle of scarlet. Her eyes widen and the broadcast ends. ]

(( ooc: this is the position two milestone post! ))

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Seventh Dive [video / action for Loki]

*Greetings, Asgard. Today your bracelet mounted video feed is focused on the area out front of the Loki house! Where there is a rather alarming pile of weapons stacked up. Most of which look to be highly impractical looking drill-based-weaponry. ... and a few well made two handed swords.*

This is just depressing. I've been working on all this since day once almost, yet I still can't get a properly functioning drill based weapon going. Closest I can get is drill fists, but it's not like those can spin... I really should have tried to sneak off with some of the stuff from those pointy eared visitors.

*Aoto gives a small kick to the pile, hefting up one of said drill fists. It is exactly what it sounds like. A drill you put over your hand and punch someone with. ... Or as the case would be even if it doesn't spin, pierce them with.*

Ahhhh... This would all be so damn cool if I could get them to work. All this free time here just makes me think up awesome stuff like this, yet it's all a bust! *SIGH.* Haaa... Don't suppose any of you properly manly men out there have an interest in drill-based weaponry?

... ... or the extra swords, I guess. If you're feeling boring.

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Chapter 5 ✒ Video

[Hello there, Asgard. Enjoy a message from everyone's favorite mystery writer and wannabe cop. He's currently sitting in his room, his brow furrowed in thought.]

I have a question.

[He pauses, trying to determine the most delicate way to ask this.]

What if we don't want to fight in this supposed war that is coming our way?

[This place isn't that bad. He's met some really great people that he likes. But to be honest? He cares about Beckett and Alexis. They're the only ones that he wants or needs to protect, and would be willing to give his life for. What the hell does he care about the gods and their stupid war with each other? None of this is worth any of their lives.]

What are they going to do? Pull us out of the halls and drop us into a battlefield?

[Maybe he shouldn't have said that out loud because that's probably exactly what they'd do. Castle sure as hell didn't sign up for this. And wouldn't the gods want people who were actually interested in fighting?

He wonders if a deal could be struck. What would be the price for sending he, Beckett and Alexis back home?]

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✿ Chapter 011. [Audio] (Day 142)

Good morning, Asgard. To the new entries of this period, my name is Hanako Ikezawa and I'm from Sigyn.

[ Hanako doesn't sound too cheerful, but she feels way better than the wreck she used to be a few days ago. Even so, it's still gratingly different than her previous post in which she even used the video feature, a rare occurence, courtesy of her great mood.

There's the light patting noise of rain hitting the window of her room. ]

After the happenings of over a week ago, I was thinking of replanting some trees and flowers in Gefion park. I could do it by myself with my powers, but if you'd like to contribute, please don't hesitate coming over. I'll be there tomorrow for the whole afternoon.

[ Pausing for a moment. ] To Euri-san, and everyone else who was interested... As for the Nightlight club's first meeting... I was thinking to set it the day after tomorrow, in the Tea Room at the Library, 3 PM at the earliest. I'm sorry for the stunning delay, but the recent happenings heavily influenced it. I hope the meeting will be culturally fruitful.

Thank you for your time.

[ After that... last piece of booksmart wording, she shuts the feed off. ]