Good afternoon, Asgard. This is Minato Arisato of the City Patrol, and of the Emergency Response Team.

Given recent events, from now on, should anyone wish to join the City Patrol, we will require a background check. We'll need to know your history as well as your reasons for why you wish to join us. And to make sure that you're not lying, we'll have Officer Adachi around to double-check. [Because relying on a telepath like him is the best, right?]


That should be all. If you have any further questions, don't hesitate to contact us. Remember to follow the curfew and practice the drills. Have a good day. [His shadow seems to cheerfully wave good-bye as he cuts the video.]

[This is Maribelle. This is Maribelle, looking distinctly unimpressed. This is also her realizing that she might just be painting a giant target on her back. Any questions?]

Well, then. As though we all simply hadn't enough to deal with as things are, we now have a traitor in our midst. How very distressing! [cue a prudish sniff] As if we simply hadn't enough to deal with, now tensions are running high, and with barely a clue as to the identity of the culprit in sight.

Therefore, I have a proposal. I have heard that those of Loki's house are often gifted in telepathy, and those of my own - that is, Freya - may sometimes charm others. I wish to ask if anyone of Loki's house might wish to join with me, in order to question people.

Please, do not misunderstand me. I have absolutely no wish to even so much as attempt to force anyone, and I myself will gladly volunteer to be questioned, as well. However, I wish to at least narrow down the list of suspects. Even if we do not find the dastard, we can, at least, learn who the turncoat isn't, and any amount of information shall greatly help us.

Should anyone be interested in helping me, I shall gladly accept. Please do feel free to contact me.

[After having his bracelet returned to him, Soushi was having a difficult time readjusting to his current situation in the city. It was as thought all the memories, all the guilt, and all the emotions that were haunting him had returned at full strength; or, maybe, it had doubled in strength while he was grey. Whatever the case may be, he felt sick to his stomach. Very sick. But even so, he can be found sitting in one of the benches at the park, head lowered to the ground as he begins his latest transmission.]

...it would seem I have returned from the grey spell. I am uncertain over the length of time I had vanished, but it feels as thought it was a while... [There will be a pause before he admits.] ...my chest hurts, and I currently feel nauseous...

[Then there will be silence as he tries to find a neutral tone to his voice. Allowing his more formal tone of voice to return instead of the hollow and quite voice he was currently offering.]

( what's new, asgard? other than having a sick guy asking friendship and self-worth questions in the end there )

Hello everyone!

My name is Alice Liddell, the younger one, for those of you who mayn't have met me before. I'm on the welcoming committee here! I was speaking to Miss Harley and we were discussing welcoming baskets for new arrivals with things they might need to know.

One of those things would be the pamphlet and yes, the reassurance everything going on here is very much real. However, we were also thinking of all the guides everyone has written, some small first aids for their rooms and homes, and someone recommended spirits, but I don't know what that means.

So I was wondering if those who have written guides, and those who have any medical supplies, little things like band aids and the sort, could share them, if you don't mind terribly?

I was also wondering... I thought, with the lovely snow... [Which reminded her of Jack, of Jamie and so much fun...] well I just had a question for those who have been here a bit longer, to try and make us remember that things like this snow and the sort are lovely and to remember those lovely things.

So I just thought I might ask... what is something lovely to you that you hope to do when the fighting is all done? [Because Alice must believe, she must have faith, and hope, and dream of a 'when' not an 'if.']

[In spite of the cold snap, Jane is seen out and about the Freyr District in this video. It's night, and she's wrapped up considerably against the snow, which has begun to slow for the time being. It floats in the light of the street lamp she's under, and she gives the feed a very serious look.]

I strongly advise anyone with no particular business to stay indoors tonight. Given the unusual shift in the weather, there's no telling what could happen next, so if it isn't an urgent matter or you're not part of the City Patrol, like myself, then you're much better off by the fireplace with a mug of hot cocoa.

[Her expression sours just a little bit. It'd be nice to heed her own advice, but, well. She signed up to patrol, and by gum she'll patrol.]

Um, that being said, I'd like to put a message out to the others in the City Patrol as well. I was wondering if, perhaps, we could get together and discuss some things, patrol routes and whatnot. I'd be happy to host it, if need be.

[A pause. Jane bites her lip; she wants to make this sound official and helpful and...is she even doing that? Aaaugh...]

Well, erm, have a good night! Stay warm, everyone!

[Seimei had made his way to the welcome hall and sat in his room for some time thinking and studying. He didn't like it, having to stay so close to others; going so far as to being forced to share a bathroom with someone else. He had already locked to the door leading to the other from the inside so that it wouldn't open for the poor soul stuck with him.

There was no Neisei, no Soubi, nor were any of his other 'allies' to be found in Asgard. Instead there was a single name that he was able to recognize. First he would need to find someone to finance him, and a few contacts that he would be able to use, there were still a lot of things he needed to know about the gods as well, once he had that then he would be able to plan what to do next.

Starting the feed Seimei changes to a bright smile and has a very upbeat tone to his voice.]

It seems there are a lot of things to adjust to here. And it's very nice of them to give us a place to stay, but I was wondering if there was anyone that had a place that might offer a little more privacy. I would prefer somewhere that might be a little quieter and easier to think in.

I would be willing to compensate you for it of course once I am able to find employment.

Also there have been several people who seem to have recognized me, but I'm afraid that there is only one person that I know here. So if you could please introduce yourselves once again it would be helpful.

[Filtered to Ritsuka.]
Ritsuka, I'm here.

[Where love might bring about sorrow, it also welcomes joy. The note hits a little close to home for him, because as glad as he is that his family is here, as glad as he is for Jon living right across the hall from him, there's still that sliver of doubt, of guilt, and that sliver's been enough to keep him up at nights, wondering if he should tell them, what he should say.

Love, he supposes, brings about both joy and sorrow, and makes fools out of kings easily enough (if not corpses). We follow our hearts wherever they take us--but right now, the only thing his heart is leading him into is more confusion and not enough sleep. He's not sure if using the network is going to help, but he has to at least try.

So, after filtering the feed away from Catelyn Stark, Jon Snow and Joffrey Baratheon (because he's just not in the mood to deal with Joffrey of all people right now nope), it opens on a very serious-looking Robb. Somebody didn't eat the chocolates. Or probably sleep that well last night, but he's no stranger to sleepless nights.]

I've two questions to ask of you, Asgard.

Say something terrible [ie a certain wedding] happened to you and your family, or someone you cared deeply about, before you came here. If they came here somehow and they didn't remember that, or they were too far away to hear any news of it quickly enough, what would you say to them? Would you even tell them, or would you keep their fates a secret from them until they do remember?

[Not that he'll take any advice telling him to keep their fates a secret. He owes his family truth about what happened, or what will happen, in some cases. They deserve to know that, at least.

He just doesn't know when and how to do it.

The rest of the video's unfiltered, and about a lighter subject matter than the first question:]

I've heard tell of something called Valentine's Day. [Look, he works at a cafe, and they've been stringing up paper hearts for the past few days to hook in Travellers. He has some very rudimentary knowledge of it.] As far as I know, it's a day set aside for those you care for. I would ask, what would you do for them for the day?

[ Soubi's not really one for small talk but he's got a lot on his mind lately. Plus he did see the backlash from that clue a few days ago.]

What do you think questioning the Gods will get you?

They have control over us after all.

[when the feed starts, it's focused on a nervous-looking guy against a backdrop of feathers. that's it. just feathers. all the feathers anyone could possibly ever want.]

Um, hi.

[he pauses, frowning, and then reaches out to poke at the screen. tapping, tapping, curious and probably not really believing that it's working. what in the world is this? and then he remembers that hey, he's supposed to be saying something.]

Ah. Um. Hi. I'm- My name is Lor. I'm...new here. Apparently.

[he fidgets just a little bit. just. a little. it's totally not a whole lot what are you talking about.]

So, from what I understand, you.. you guys are at war. Right? And I- we're here to help? [he doesn't look very happy about that.] Does anyone know why there's a war going on? [and this is where he gets a little bit sullen, even unhappier than before.] From my experience, it's never a good reason. Just people wanting to hurt others.

If...if you can prove that you're the good guys in this war, then I'll help. I'm not...really sure what use I'll be, but if it'll help you guys and get me home faster [and really, he has to wonder if he means home as in Hell or his real home] then I'll do it.

Just, um...let me know what I can do, I guess.

I have been here a while and learned many things from the creatures here.

[Leeloo is sitting cross legged at the foot of her bed with something in her hand. That something is what looks to be a gun. This one prehistoric compared to what she's used to.]

Weapons are not one of those things. I am more skilled with my hands. I have no use for something like this. Ma'oolzi. ["Stupid."]

Who would like to barter? If you would like this we can exchange. Best offer will win! And you must meet me to trade.

[She didn't care for money, not really. So whoever wants the revolver needs to make it worth her while.]

Souk! ["Look!"

Leeloo angles the recorder from her wrist to show she's sitting on a case of ammunition. The right calibur for the gun.]

This also. They came together. I just wanted to see. For myself.

Imanécocha achan'chinou assta fänko jesset bom felset. ["Machines such as these do little but destroy."]

Derek Hale? I won you, from before. Now I would like my date. That is the purpose of the auctions. Your friends were not very kind when it came to your descriptions. I would like to see for myself.

[ No need to fear, brave Travelers, your noblest, best-haired knight has once more returned unto the population to... have no idea exactly what's been going on. Or what is currently going on.

He's never actually been known for his amazing timing, he just likes to say that he is. But Gwaine hits that network right up anyway, because what else is he gonna do? He's sounding a little on the rough side, but not broken of spirit or anything, so. ]

Didn't really need the second go to prove that losing colour definitely leaves a foul taste in your mouth. No helping it now, though. What did I miss? I'm probably set to get an idea by the time I'm home anyway, but I won't say no to another try. [ Yeah thanks Gwaine really great. Fresh-back-to-bracelet-confusion is no excuse. ] Ah, and how are you folks doing? I'll never get that volunteered without asking, eh?

[ crafty bastard. ]

[Seimei had actually slipped away from most of the activity. One might have seen this strange guy with cat ears and a tail, just like Ritsuka and his friends, roaming about the city. But he was busy chatting up the greyest locals, bugging them in various ways and with apparently intent curiosity. He was quite persistent, in fact, and showed no interest in the network! At least, it seemed that way...]

It's too bad there's no internet! It's so strange to not have the world's collective knowledge and curiosity at your fingertips. At least there's some video games that function well enough without the internet, even if I miss MMORPGs. Are there other video game fans? I'd love someone to play against - I need a good challenge. Hah, and those of you who are from worlds without video games... you should play them. They're good for you! They increase your brain's plasticity, or put more simply, they make you smarter.

[He's been skimming through the help wanted signs to decide where to get himself a little job. He'd like to buy himself some games, after all, and get at least one game that he can play with Ritsuka. Speaking of his little brother,]

Also, if anyone is a friend of Ritsuka's, I'd like to get to know them. I want to thank you personally for spending time with him while I wasn't.