Either you all like singing in public or the gods have an excellent sense of humor.

[If it isn't Jacob, looking ever so amused at all the things he had heard on the network. Really, some of you even have wonderful voices, he's impressed.]

But either way, all of what I've seen has made me curious. Music certainly has a giant influence on most of our lives...but what does it mean to you? Is it something you listen to casually, or has anything spoken to you? Some songs can do everything from making people burst out in tears or dwell on things they thought were over and gone with.

What role does it play in your life, residents of Asgard?

[Backdated to the 19th.

Effy's getting dressed, wandering around her room. Luckily, she's not anywhere near half naked, but as she's pulling on a light long-sleeved button up, she starts to hum. Humming turns into the soft, light lull of singing.]

You're an island of a girl, adrift in a world with a rising tide. You know that the coming storm is gonna be a crazy ride. [She seems to be going with the tune, at least for now. She's moving around her room, grabbing a few bracelets off her bedside table.]

With your altars made of trash, the aftermath of disposable dreams. [She sways gently, pausing by her bed. She's almost lost in the song, it seems.] You know that you were born for more than what machines provide.

I will write you a song that sounds like a faded photograph.

[She stops abruptly, frowning. Her brow furrows. Taking a breath, she realizes that her bracelet has been recording.

She doesn't say a word. She rolls her eyes, and turns off the feed.]

You have got to be kidding me--

[Here's a new kid, and like most new kids, he doesn't look comfortable. He's already in his assigned room in the welcome hall, and he's already figured out the device he was given. It wasn't that hard to figure out.

Just a toy.

He's been playing with the device for a while now and listening to the live feed, so he's calmed down from the state of rage he was in when he first arrived. His breakdown is shown clearly in the background, as there are a couple broken objects on the floor (gifts from his patron, no doubt), but he prefers to keep such moments to himself. He doesn't seem embarrassed by how he comes across on the network, however. He's never been one for first impressions.

Nezumi screws up his face and looks into the device closely, then calls clearly.]

I don't suppose it would get me anywhere to complain about the situation, so tell me; what is it that these "Gods and Goddesses" haven't said? I don't believe for a second that "making the city flourish" is the only reason I was brought here.

[A beat.]

Also, has anyone seen a dopey looking airhead with white hair? Has a scar on his neck and face? His name is Shion. I misplaced him.

O-oi! Whose idea was it to use my desk for their filing cabinet? I have to work here you know -- what do you mean, they're all mine ... ?

[That sure is a big stack of files on that desk. Almost bigger than the person to whom that desk belongs -- but since that person is Conan, this is not such a big deal! A view shared by the woman who Conan is talking to, who seems to laugh as she leans back against her noticeably emptier desk.

Conan grumbles, evidently not seeing the humour in the situation.]

So what are these ... the reports for Detective Beckett -- ah, I didn't expect them to be done this soon. Guess that means the lecture was a success! And this -- the analysis of the plants. No changes? Then Henrik can take this ... Oh, the domestic in Freya? Not looking for a third party, no ... but I'll have to talk to Yuri-sensei and Edgeworth-sensei about the situation.

[Conan goes tip-toe to starts sorting through the files as he talks.] Ha ... looks like I'm not going to get to work on the newcomer guide today either. Or the supply kits ... Speaking of -- I had a meeting with the Director about staffing. He agrees that we should be looking to recruit travellers with more knowledge in the field of--

[Field of what? Sadly, it will have to remain a mystery for now -- because rearranging the files on his desk, Conan has unwittingly triggered an avalanche of paperwork. That huge pile on his desk has given way, sweeping the tiny detective with it -- and the feed ends abruptly obscured by a sea of folders.]

((ooc: if your character might be interested in joining the forensics department, take a look at this! Thank you!))

[Oh look, Larry's decided to show his face on the network again. At least he isn't messing up the video posts this time. He's got that down by now.

His expression suggests he's a little apprehensive to ask what he's about to ask, but he goes through with it, because he just has to know!]

Hey, I got a question for my fellow Freya people. How do you guys practice with your power? D'you just...find people to test it on? Usage requirements and all. And if you do, how do you go about asking them? 'Cause I'm guessing randomly going, "hey can I kiss you to test my power?" isn't gonna fly with most people.

[He laughs awkwardly at that.]

So uh, thanks in advance for the info, guys.

[What Larry doesn't have down though, is filtering. Especially filtering to such a big group of people like the entire Freya house, mostly since he isn't familiar with everyone in the house. So while he tried his best to filter it, it's basically open to the public. Welp. Could be worse, right?]

[ Truth be told, Regina's been a little out-of-sorts for a few days now. She was worried about the stabbings, but put it out of her head and got on with things quite easily. But after witnessing someone...pass away right in front of her, she had decided to mainly stay in Freya Hall. So, when the fog rolled in, she wasn't as upset as she normally would be with being barred from going outside.

Today, anyone who passes through the Welcome Hall will see a couple of unusual things.

One, the entrance will be full of paper dolls hanging from the ceilings. Regina was disappointed she couldn't find a slightly brighter colour paper like electric green or shocking magenta, but this would have to do.

Two, the girl herself is hard at work in the kitchen, which has turned into a dreadful mess and smells equally bad. ]

Hmm, what did Moe say? Stew needs salt! Just a pinch...but better take that with a grain of - oopsie! [ There goes the whole bottle. ]

[ For those lucky enough not to be in Freya, later, Regina has discovered a new way to inadvertently annoy people. ]

[ TEXT ]

hello asgard its so nice to talk to you!! look what i found out look look look! ITS SPARKLY!!!!

can ya see it yet???

HUH? CAN YA?

( action; build-up )

That doesn’t matter!

What do you mean? If I did something to you at back home it would be more sensible to ignore me. Or at least tell me what I did to you and why!

[Was he getting annoyed, yes he was. What it so hard for the guy to just leave. Aladdin was getting cold and he wanted those nice ladies to come back. ]

Tsk. [Judal snarls, balling his fists. His shadow flickers angrily, although it might be more because of the candle-lit lamps than his ability. ] You’re so annoying, still acting like you don’t know.

I just said that we’re from different times. I can’t really know someone when I haven’t really met them yet.

Stop making excuses! [He’s stubborn. He doesn’t do very well with listening, either. He still held a grudge against the visions Aladdin showed him, and he was too angry to be reasonable.]

I’m not making excuses, you just won't listen to me! [This is getting bad. Aladdin is generally a sweet sometimes oddly mature child. However he does have a temper and its flaring up right now. ]

That’s it, I’ve had it with you, you little runt!

[Judal snarls and pushes Aladdin into the bath. The few attendants still lurking around scream and flee the scene.]

AAUGH!! [Back in the water in he goes. After a bit of flailing about he gets back up and does the only sensible thing he could think of. Running out the bath and tackling Judal into the water.]


ooc; Judal, Aladdin. Feel free to attempt to pull them apart ♥

( Locked to Trucy )

( Locked to Apollo )

[Action - Freyr common area]

[ Lamiroir is trying to take her nerves off this meeting... it's interesting how easily stage fright can be compartmentalized, but the thought of how these two might react to what she has to say has her tensed up. She distracts herself noting the composition for a song, but considering the subject matter--a reunion--perhaps it's not a complete distraction. ]

Now with your light back in my eyes
I send my voice out to reach you...

Hi, everyone. It's Apollo Justice. There's been a lot of trouble here lately, and probably I can't do much more to help at this point, but if you're in trouble, and there's something I can do for you, I will. [He looks determined. He really does want to help, though what use his fire magic will be at a time like this, he doesn't know.]

I was thinking... I'm certified in first aid and CPR, so if any of you want lessons, let me know. It's good to at least be aware of the basics, to help yourself or other people.

[After a disturbing incident in which he'd watched someone die, back home, he'd wanted to know how to act in a situation like that, rather than feel helpless and do nothing.

Then his very serious tone shifts, lightens a little.]

Also, does anyone know if there's a pet store around here?

[It's not hard to figure out why Apollo asks this question. Currently, there is a very mannerly, very glossy, and very purebred Golden Retriever sitting beside him. It was once Kristoph Gavin's dog, but Apollo, previously Mr. Gavin's go-to, pro bono dog sitter, had taken her in and has been taking care of her at home. He'd returned to his room in Asgard to find her suddenly there, waiting for him very politely. (The dog is better trained than many people he could name.)]

Or any place I can get pet supplies. And I could probably use a job, if someone's hiring.

[Since he has a dependent now.]

Thanks!

[The video turns on as a teenage girl, wearing a blue silk cape held together by a diamond-shaped clasp and black dress, red neck scarf and baby blue silk hat stares intently a a piece of paper in her opposite hand. Looking up, she notices that hey, pushing the button actually did something! Her surprise quickly turns to delight, and she breaks into a huge smile.]

Well this certainly isn't the Wonder Bar, but one place is as good as another right? After all, a performer's gotta be quick on their toes! I just wish however took me would have asked first, I would have said yes...

Anyway, this letter and the lady that gave it to me are right about one thing--this place definitely needs more color, so let me help liven things up! My name is Trucy Wright, magician and CEO of the Wright Anything Agency and once I find a place to perform, I'll start up my famous magic act in this Asgard place! Please come see me!

[She looks around her surroundings, then adds:] I guess the lions are one way to liven things up. Not my first choice, but I like it.

[Out of the way there is a kid running through the streets bumping into people, on his way to Freyr house. He barely manages to slip into the main hall, before he collapses on a nearby sofa. You’ll notice the kid is Aladdin. He looks exhausted, freaked out, and his hair slipping out of his braid. A few scrapes here and there on his body but thankfully nothing worse.

He takes a few moments to catch his breath and relax before activating his bracelet.]

Everyone outside right now, you might want to try avoiding this guy [He uses his flute to show a small and slight blurry illusion of the one in question.] He is pretty hostile and he’s apparently tame one of the lions to help him. I used my powers to calm him down but that’s not going to last too long.

[He pauses to collects his thought.]

…I have a question has anyone met people from their home world but from the future. That guy is from the same world as Alibaba, Mor, and myself, I think. He keeps insisting that I know him and that I did something terrible to him but I can’t for the life of me think what.

[He’s more distress by that then if he was just getting attacked by some crazy man.]

…I’m not sure what I can to do.

( Filter to Mor and Alibaba. )

... Luka-onee, Luka-onee. I pushed the button, but we didn't decide what to sing...

[ Oh dear .. This isn't much of a surprise to her, but at the same time it is rather endearing of Miku to do every now and then. As the elder sister to the younger Vocaloid, she'd have to do a little damage control. ] Oh my, let's see .. We should sing something upbeat. [ She thinks, at least. ] Why not .. "World's End Dancehall"? Do you remember that one?

I do! Hmm, it's a little sad, but it's a hopeful song, so it's appropriate... Okay, I'm ready, I'm all pumped up now♪! [ And then, with no music, they begin to sing. Of course, being robots, there is a certain tinny quality to their voices, but the song is quite lovely, even so: At the boundary lines mixed with jokes, a little farther ahead of the stairs, there is nothing good there at all, huh? Shall I try to guide you instead? They dance in tune with the song, despite the lack of a (physical, at least) audience -- and though you can't see it over the broadcast, anyone in Freyr is welcome to come and see their performance!

Finally, their song ends, and Miku clasps her hands together. ]

Did you feel it? I bet you felt it! All of our thoughts are with you, so please remember that Luka and Miku are here for everyone. No matter what, I'm sure you'll find each other... even if it's at the World's End Dancehall.

[ And here -- the feed turns from voice to text. ]

Hey, you know... Since we're all here, we should help each other out. What do you think? If we join together, I'm sure we can find a way to make this place lots of fun and maybe even go home! With that in mind, if you could look at the recent posts, you'll see lots of people are looking for loved ones! Sons, daughters, friends, all really important people.. So, let's all look out for these people, and help them find their loved ones! It would be super, super helpful!! It's scary to be alone, so let's help each other, okay! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

[ ooc notes: Blue is Miku, and pink is Luka! They will both be tagging back! Luka and Miku are in Freyr house, so anyone in Freyr house is welcome to stumble upon them performing. Here are the translated lyrics for the song they sing and the dance in the linked video is the one they perform. ]

I have a proposal for all of you.

[Lucifer is seated casually, his hand propped up lightly by his hand. Immediately, any sane person should be wary, because a proposal for the Devil sounds like a danger. Yet, after a deliberate pause, what he says will likely be a surprise.]

This city is poorly lacking in a bar and lounge up to standard. Sky's Prize seems to be the main venue, yet it's far too Norse for my tastes. And I imagine most people who haven't already drunken themselves into a stupor.

I'm interested in establishing a bar and lounge here. One that is, as you would imagine, suited to higher tastes. I'm gauging interest in this, but also in potential employees and entertainment. The bar that I ran in Los Angeles was notable for its live entertainment, and I would like to continue the tradition. Jazz would be especially suited to the atmosphere, though I am willing to hear auditions from all sorts of performers.

How does the saying about idle hands go?

[He sits back with an uncharacteristic smile, as if this is just an idle amusement to him. He has a greater picture in mind, but for now, a place to establish himself in the city is a good starting point.]

Surprisingly, your feedback is appreciated.

Is this on? Can anyone hear me? [ Voice wavering from cold shivers, the speaker's head turns upward as a fairy flies over her hiding place. Lamiroir jerks away, backing further into the alleyway. ] How can these be real...?

[ Fortunately, the fairies are only here to scare; with no one obvious in sight, the fairy soon loses interest and moves on. Lamiroir rubs both hands over arms and shoulders, trying to warm herself up despite having nothing to wear but a white dress more suited for summer than a cold snap; one arm is sluggish, already frostbitten. ]

A woman told me I was chosen by the gods, impossible as that sounds... but I don't recall any mention of this! What is going on? Is it safe in [ think, what was that strange name ] --Freyr?

[ Asgard is getting incredibly fresh meat today. Try not to freeze her over before she finds her god house. Apollo is getting her there, but anyone is free to stumble upon or heal her! Later she'll be in the common areas of Freyr house, having a good try at warming up and figuring out what the heck is going on. ]