－Thi [the voice begins before the connection cuts off, that is until it gives another go] Oh, that wasn't－

[and cuts off once more, pure silence till he seems to have pressed the right buttons, his face staring in puzzlingly.]

－Hmm.. Ah. It must be recording now, this is trickier than the Xtransceiver.. [Neck rub. And he was getting so use to using it too.]

So I'm a little confused on some details, I got the letter and the location of the house I'm to be located in.. Sigyn, I believe they said. How exactly were we brought here? 

Also is there any chance they have some of our things? I'm missing the rest of my team. [a deep rumble sounds from behind the Trainer, who is tilting his head back to look at what appears to be a very large black dragon barely seen through the video] I have Zekrom at least.. but I'm worried for the rest of my friends, not that they can't take care of themselves, but it'll ease any worries if I can find them.

Otherwise any information would be appreciated, thanks.

[Usually if England has something to say on the network it's important--in his mind at least. He might ramble on to be certain the point has been made and that he's been heard, but the current circumstances have set him in a particularly clipped and rather prompt mood.

He doesn't begin speaking immediately when the feed clicks on. Instead, his right hand is gloved and raised and on it is perched a very stuffy-looking burrowing owl. The owl hoots softly and shifts, ruffling his feathers with a few sleepy blinks.]

I know it's almost midday Winston, s'alright. [England then lifts his chin and settles properly into his chair.]

Listen up, Asgard. [a sea of calm, he is.] We ought to stay organized and pressed to continue with this project given to us by these 'gods.' If they want color then clearly we should provide it! Whether or not you want to play along, the fact is, you're here. The situation won't improve itself through idle hands. The efforts given already aren't in vain at all.

There's something to be said for the desire to return home--to the familiar, if not to a place of comfort. Let us continue toward our common goal regardless of our individual motivations. I have no doubt we'll succeed.

[shifting, he brings his other hand to his mouth and clears his throat. So much for being to the point. Ah, well.]

That said, I've a request of sorts. Being that I am in fact England in flesh and blood, it's high time I continue carrying out my duties.

For the first order of business: There is a form attached below. If you are a citizen or resident of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland--or any variation thereof, God knows I've had too many names--as well as the Crown Dependencies and of course the British Overseas Territories-- [the two phrases roll out of his mouth like rehearsed lines said with an extra layer of underlying disdain]

--if you would please fill out that form, I'd really appreciate it. [HE SIGHS.]

And please, be honest--it'll make the entire process much simpler for everyone involved. I should add that citizenship and/or residency applies, in my graciousness between the time periods of the Roman occupation of Britain and... I suppose, at some point in the future beyond the year 2012.

[God now that's over with--]

This is addressed to any and all nations in Asgard: I'm holding a meeting in the Library on Thursday the twenty-ninth. The meeting will begin at 8am. I suggest you not be late.

[he switches the feed off, and true to his word there's an attached text form:]

<b>Your Full Name:</b> <B>Preferred Name/Title:</b> <B>Age:</b> <B>Current Date:</b> (at home, from your perspective) <B>Location:</b> (the village/city/county/geographical area you're from/in which you reside) <b>Blank Field:</b> (a free space to be used at your leisure with comments or questions)

[ooc: alternate universe!versions of the British Isles apply. Due to my fail, the world meeting log will be posted on Thursday.

Yes, he named his owl Winston.]

[ hey there asgard! so today it is audio over video, and you will certainly recognize both of these voices. the first voice to speak is one you are probably starting to adjust to; of course, it’s none other than soushi miketsukami. and with him tonight is the girl who went missing after being stabbed due to the ides of march and hadn’t been seen nor heard from since, ririchiyo shirakiin! ]

Ririchiyo-sama, are you certain about this? [ his voice will be heard more as a plea than a suggestion. ] Please, allow me to be the one to look after your body's well-being. I do not wish for your body to exert itself too hastily if your fingers continue to fumble around...

You don’t need to!! [ clearly ririchiyo isn’t budging. because of where her wound was, it was easily considered indecent. or, at the very least, rude. even if her breasts were close to non-existent, she still wouldn’t allow a man--a fully grown man, no less-- to take a peek. ] Something like this is nothing but childs play. I can do it myself.

[ soushi will remain silent after his master's response. he knew the true reason behind her stubbornness over taking care of it on her own, but he could not allow it. after all, it was a very delicate matter, something only he could do because, as far as he knew, ririchiyo was still inexperienced in these sort of practices. ] Do you truly have vast knowledge in taking care of it? Have you ever taken care of something as delicate as this on your own in the past?

[ there is silence. it’s not particularly long, but not exactly short either. however, when she speaks again she sounds a little flustered, embarrassed even. ] O-Of course I have! What do you take me for, a fool? It’s easy, and it even has a rhythm to it. You put it in, then pull it out.

Ririchiyo-sama. [ he'll stop her from further explaining because it was clear she truly was inexperienced with taking care of something as complex as this. anyone with basic knowledge will know this is a job for two instead of one. ] There is a difference between learning these sort of practices from a book than first-hand experience. Very different, and a lot more complex. I am not challenging your knowledge and skill, I have faith you will do a fine job at it. However, this job is a lot larger for a mere person; you'll need someone to assist you, and keep from making too much of a potential mess. We can’t be rude to our kind housemates by leaving them to clean up after us. So please, allow me to be of assistance. I only wish to make your body feel satisfied, without any pain. [ there will be another pause, neither long nor short. ] Please trust me. I have enough experience to assist you.

I told you that such a thing won’t be necessary, aren’t you listening to m—!? [ before she can finish her sentence she is cut off as she comes in contact with the mattress, her mind momentarily boggled by how it came to be. hovering over her was soushi, and even though none of the people could see any of this, he wasn’t only hovering over her but he was standing over her, almost as though he were taking matters into his own hands. obviously ririchiyo being well, ririchiyo, her initial reaction was one word really: doom. but then she’s back. ] Is your hearing malfunctioning? Haven’t I already said that I don’t need— hey, wait a minute! What are you doing!?

I am very sorry for acting like this, Ririchiyo-sama. It is not my intention to hurt you in anyway, but I feel this matter is too delicate to argue any further. It is a matter that cannot be delayed like this.There is little time, and I feel we will get nowhere at this rate. [ his voice sounded urgent, filled with concern, and maybe a tad bit rushed. ] I will never harm you. I can never harm my wonderful master, the one who has saved me before. Please believe me when I say -- I will not look nor touch more than necessary. I only wish to...help you. Do you not trust me as your faithful dog?

[ he was good. really good. those black sparkles were coming in to play, and in that moment she really couldn’t figure out if she’d made some kind of pledge or something. ] Trust is completely out of the ques— wait, what do you mean by you won’t touch more than necessary? W-W-Wait just a minute!

[ and with a loud AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! at the end from the female, the voices are gone. ]

( Grey is Soushi, purple is Ririchiyo. Both will be replying to threads, although Soushi may troll the living daylights of those who misunderstood what is going on while Ririchiyo flips tables. Replies may be a tad bit slow, especially from Soushi-mun. )

Good morning, Asgard.

[The sleeves of Watson's shirt may be rolled up, but his waistcoat and tie are in immaculate order -- just as are the instruments Watson is carefully arranging as he makes the recording. He's still not entirely comfortable with the video functions of the bracelets, but is making an exception for this special occasion.]

To those that do not know me, I am Dr Watson, late of London. Currently I'm acting general practioner of the Yakuzen clinic, Heimdall. The clinic was founded by Zen in the aim of providing Asgard's citizens with methods of treatment that might be more familiar to them than the services of the hopsital as well as providing the chance for more personalized service. He took me on as a partner, and our staff also includes Miss Tsukiko, whose ability to heal is known to more than a few of you, I'd wager. As I'm sure our current patients will attest, he succeeded admirably.

Unfortunately, Zen is no longer here. We intend to keep the clinic running in his absence. You'll find us in Heimdall and I'll hope that you'll consider our services.

However, Zen's absence has left us with a void to fill. If there are any in the medical profession seeking employment, particularly versed in herbal medicine, or any members of the House of Sigyn or Heimdall who would like to employ their gifts to aid their fellows, I should very much welcome your applications. My thanks.

[And a quick, military-esque bow and the feed ends.]

[ Yozora, posting on the network? It's a very strange occurrence, it might as well be important. Can anyone feel a bad omen coming along? No, wait, that's just-- ]

--on earth did you do this time, Shu!?

[ Why is this suddenly his fault? He doesn't understand. ]

What do you mean? [ Have the most confused look ever, Yozora. ] I don't get what you're saying.

[ This isn't the best time to be dense, Shu. Yozora raises her hand - well, their hands - in the screen's view. Being stuck to a pretty girl with a pink Chinese finger trap should be a dream come true, but with her personality and his awkwardness, it's just a living nightmare! ]

If this isn't a prank, it's obviously some sort of divine punishment for your actions! I may not be a normal, but I would never resort to doing something so pathetic as being a hikikomori. Look at Shiage! [ She saw your post, man. ] Will you spend the rest of your life wooing two-dimensional women, Shu Ouma?

If my actions caused this, then doesn't that make you my accomplice? [A short pause.] Hikikomori can do whatever they want, I think. Shiage? What's this about?

[ He doesn't want to admit it, but he does enjoy looking at fictional things on the internet. There's nothing wrong with liking 2D imagery, gosh Yozora.]

Sometimes people look sort of like images online-- [What is being socially awkward?] No, I won't. I already have Inori. How about yourself, Yozora? Playing dating sims is one thing, but when you put males into the picture it becomes something much bigger.

You should tell us if you have a crush on a fictional male. Would you go for the ones with a jerky attitude?

Hmph! You underestimate me if you think I'll stoop down to Meat's level. Besides, I prefer the ones with... A-anyway, that's none of your business!

[ Her face turns from red to redder when she notices their bracelets. ]

Shit, the network-!

It was actually on this whole time?

[Quick, find a way to escape.]

Everyone----

There's a really good explanation for this. I'm not sure what it is yet, but there is a reason. We'll tell you when we figure it out.

Sorry.

( ooc: Shu, Yozora. tl;dr a curse has been placed on Shu and Yozora and now they have a Chinese finger trap they can't get off no matter what they do. Unless... dundundun THE ANSWER WILL BE REVEALED IN THE TAGS OR SOMETHING. There will be some threadjacking by either, of course, but we'll be tagging separately. )

[ so the past few days have royally sucked, and Tsukiko's finally been given a reprieve from healing to catch her breath, recuperate--

... hahahaha like she would just sit quietly. ]

Is everyone doing better? If you're still recovering in the hospital, I can come down and help things along. It was mostly paperwork in the clinic today, too.

Ah-- that's right. And there are still so many arrivals... um, hello! My name is Tsukiko Yahisa. I'm a healer in Sigyn, and if you're new to your power, I should be able to help. Please let me know if you need me for anything.

[ okay, so maybe her smile's a little tired, but she's at least trying to keep her spirits up, though it falters in the next minute. ]

Also, if... anyone's heard anything about Ririchiyo-chan, I'd appreciate any news.

[ a pause. Oh, there's the smile again. ]

In the meantime, I think I'm going to make use of this. At this rate, I won't be able to catch up with the others!

[ and she lifts a giant bow - the kind used in Japanese archery - giving her viewers a polite nod before the feed ends. You can find her in Thor District's Arena on an open range, dressed in archery gear and concentrating on drawing her bow and shooting her targets. After a few initial shots, she seems to settle into a better sense of aim and concentration. Approach? ]

[Video]

Is everyone alright? There were so many injuries... I'm still not very good at healing, but I will be dropping by the hospital again to check in.

[She pauses, as if wondering whether or not she should continue. But after a moment, she begins speaking again.]

With everything going on, I didn't notice but... I received something from my home! It's the teacher's uniform I was given when I started working at the Kamisaid Magic Academy. It's still big for me, but it's nice to have another reminder of then!

[Come to think of it, that would explain why her clothes are a bit different from her usual green cloak. Still, she looks happy to have them back!]

I hope everyone is okay at home. Misaki-san would probably yell at me if she found out I was here instead of teaching, eheheh... And Ahito-kun is probably causing trouble during class again... Oh! And I hope someone is looking after Shi-chan, too. Maybe Yutsuko-san? She would probably do a really good job at it...

[She trails off, eventually swiping an arm across her eyes.]

B-but, um. I should get going now! Bye-bye!

[The Travelers get a good view of Merlin's room when the video starts and--hang on, what's...that? No, your eyes do not deceive you. Where there was only one grumpy owl before, there are now about ten of varying sizes, perched all around the room. A few ruffle their feathers, as if in greeting. Despite the feathery chaos behind him, Merlin seems to be perfectly fine, and isn't paying them any attention at all.]

I think, between the dragon, the ice faeries, and the stabbings, the city's gotten pretty dangerous recently. I don't know how getting hurt by a good friend or family member fits into all this, but the ice faeries weren't that much of a surprise, if you think about what Odin told us. [Here, he picks up a sheet of paper and glances at it before continuing.] There's Muspellheim with the fire king Surt--he's the one who sent the dragon--and there's Thrymheim with the frost queen Thiazi. We didn't get a declaration of war from the queen like with the dragon, but the ice faeries are probably close enough.

Between all that's happened, it looks like everyone's going to be affected. I mean, they weren't exactly choosy about the people they were targeting. You think it'd be a good idea if we built some sort of fort for the people who don't want to fight? People usually go to the hospital for shelter, but we've gotten overwhelmed there nearly every single time something happens. There's just too many of us here now.

[Merlin frowns down at the paper again.] Oh yeah, there's a few of us who would teach newcomers how to use their abilities, in case any of you need it. More people willing to help us with that would be great--just the god's abilities, though. If you want lessons for weapon-use, you'll be wanting to see Arthur Pendragon for that. Or Albion--er...England, I mean. I think they're looking for some help with The Citadel, too.

( Private to Sam Winchester )

( Private to Lucifer )

Hey there, everyone... it's been a rough couple of days, huh? [immediately after saying that, she winces and grimaces a little. curse not thinking before speaking...!] ... Thaaat's probably a huge understatement. My bad. It seems like things just keep happening one right after the other. But, hey, no use moping about what I can't do, right? That's not gonna help me or anyone else. I just hope everyone who got caught up in all that gets better soon. I don't have any healing powers or anything, but if there's anything I can do for anyone, just let me know—I'll do the best that I can.

In less morbid news... I know someone else on the network asked this recently, but is there some kind of pet shop around here? I'm one of the lucky ones who got something from home, and I think I'm gonna be needing some supplies soon—say hi, Muku! [right on cue, a large dog appears on the screen, barking enthusiastically as it tries to bat at the bracelet. Chie laughs as she pats the dog's head, trying to get it to calm down.] Hey, cut it out, you big lug!

Anyway, yeah, I've noticed a lot of other people have gotten pets, too, so maybe we could, I dunno, organize some kind of petowner club or something? You know, to share tips and... hang out and stuff, so we can help 'em get used to their new home—for the time being, that is. I know that something like that's not really high-priority for most people—not to mention it sounds kinda lame, and even I get that—but it gives people something to do, right? Plus, it'd be fun! I get the feeling we need something like that to help lighten things up every now and then.

So... yeah! Guess that wraps that up. Man, I never know how to end these things.

[Hisao hadn't even noticed at first. He hadn't spent that much time in his room and the time he had spent there had been reading or sleeping. However, he had noticed now. It seemed everyone was recieving things from home - important things. On his nightstand they sat, like little soldiers, lined up for battle. Pill bottles - His medications from home. Now, at least, he would have something to show Dr. Watson or the Hospital Pharmacy that would inform them better than his memory of the pills names, many of which were very long and complicated sounding. This place really WAS magic, wasn't it?

This got him to wondering about something and he switched on his bracelet, setting it to video.]

I was told I was given a healing power. I'm in Sigyn, and that's apparently something some of us can do? Before coming here I'd never really thought seriously about magic or anything like that. If someone could tell me how to use this power or how to even get started learning how to use it, I'd like to see if I can help anyone who needs it because of the stabbings.

[This time it takes shorter for Hanako to start speaking, although her shaky and quiet voice did not change considerably. Taking initiative and posting in the networks is still nerve-wrecking somewhat, and she's been struggling a lot to talk with everyone in general. Everyone as in, the people who didn't overwhelm her too much.

Yesterday she was too busy having a date at the Great Library with Hisao (trying to search for info about their powers, and not being much successful at it) and was just a little aware of the things that happened while she was away. But the most surprising thing was what she'd found on the desk in her room when she returned...]

Um... I... I saw that a f-few of you people... got hurt rather s-seriously yesterday...

[Pause...] I don't know of w-who attacked you... but... I am sorry it happened... and I hope you all w-will be alright... This must be... rather terrible for you... I am sorry for n-not being able to... word this properly... u-um...

And... I would like to thank... all the people who offered me help when I got i-in here... one of my friends was sent here as well and I found him... s-so... just, thank you guys...

[She decides to cut the feed for now, not finding anymore words to say. Social linking is hard and emotionally draining, sob.]

[FILTERED TO HISAO ONLY~]

Hisao... There's something I need to... show you... Something I found when we returned yesterday...

--es-sensei and John-san, ah, and Nakama-neechan! I think you'll have a lot in common with her! She reminds me a lot of Ran-neechan!

[The child who is excitedly talking while trying to type up a message (accidentally activating the video feed in the process) should be familiar to you, Asgard. The girl whose hand he is holding while trying to do all this (and walk) less so -- she's a slender teenage girl, wearing a high school uniform with a coat over top. She's watching Conan with a fond air that is discernible, despite her unease as she glances around the city. Clearly Ran is not yet accustomed to Asgard. Her tone as she responds to Conan is definitely that of someone trying to put a brave face on things.]

Of me? Here I was thinking Conan-kun was so busy he wouldn't have had time to miss me!

Ah -- of course I missed Ran-neechan! I mean -- [Much flustered head scratching and shuffling follows as Conan lets go of Ran's hand, turning around to face her as he tries to express how much he's missed her. Unfortunately, this means he's not looking at Ran and still smiling indulgently, the teenager uses her newly freed hand to pull the knife from her coat.]

--it's really different without her is all I me--eeean?

[Ran lunges with surprising speed given her feminine appearance. The video feed jerks back and then cuts suddenly. They're in Heimdall, incidentally -- open to action or bracelet-reactions!]

audio/voice.

[ The sound of footsteps can be heard, along with a voice to accompany it. For those who know the person, or at least held some kind of conversation with them, will easily be able to identify it as none other than Ririchiyo Shirakiin. Judging by the tone of her voice, she’s looking for someone-- someone by the name of “Miketsukami-kun” which is a first for her considering she doesn’t really use honorifics when referring to another person, so one may pick up on that. An ounce of worry can be detected in her voice, as the two of them had been separated at some unintelligible point in time.

Perhaps this is the first time the people of Asgard had heard such a sound from her; one that expressed both concern and, somewhere, a little amount of fear. It wasn’t really normal for her SS agent to go wandering off without informing her, or at least keeping her in the loop. Such way of doing things wasn’t his style, which is why this worried her. Given the lions were about, this felt extremely reckless for someone such as Soushi Miketsukami to do. Within a few minutes (or perhaps it was hours), her voice seemed to of lost the gentle concern it had before as it replaces itself with a more haughty attitude. From this alone, it was obvious that Ririchiyo had found him. ]

Hmph. Are you some kind of idiot? You know very well that it goes against our contract to keep secrets from one another. As my SS agent, it’s your duty to keep me informed of your whereabouts and the things you are going to... be doing...

[ Her voice drifts off at this point, almost as if something had clicked and one can practically hear the gears turning around like clockwork in her head. She’d realized something, and whatever she’d realized had caused her to put up a better guard and within minutes the sound of ice forming on an object can be heard, and the chances of her pointing this weapon at the impostor was high. ]

accidental video.

[ Although it’s hard to judge who the impostor is due to the amount of shaking from the feed, it’s clear that there is an ongoing fight happening in this moment of time. If the sweat and panting coming from the small body of Ririchiyo wasn’t enough, then the stance between two fighters was. Every attack she’d ended up landing on the impostor only ever resulted in them acting like Soushi, often saying things he would during every blow.

“For Ririchiyo-sama to end my life this way. . . am I really that pathetic of a dog? Is this you telling me that I am no longer needed?”

With every comment it made, somewhere it struck a chord in her but her attacks kept on coming as tears start to roll down her face. It was painful, and part of her wished to stop here but she couldn’t because this wasn’t him. He wouldn’t harm a hair on her head. And then, the feed turns off. ]

audio/voice.

[ A surprised sound escapes from past her lips as the sound of someone embracing another makes itself heard. It’s thanks to the voice function that the viewers can’t see her look of surprise and confusion at this sudden tight embrace. She tries to speak, to question why he was doing this, but before she could, he beat her to it. ]

Ririchiyo-sama. . . this is what I have been hiding from you. It’s just as Kage-sama said, I have been keeping a secret from you.

[ Before she could get a word out she felt something plunge into her stomach, making its way higher up to her chest area. It was painful, and shot pain through the entire of her body as the sound of blood droplets resound onto the pavement. ]

accidental video.

[ With the attacker now out of sight, but most certainly not out of mind, the feed switches on as long black hair is concentrated on. It’s easy to tell, but if one doesn’t notice at first glance they’ll most certainly notice the red tint in the dark colour. And, within that moment, everything was clear.

She had fallen victim to the ides of March. ]


( Starting from now, Ririchiyo is going to be AWOL from the network until April 1st where she and Soushi will be making a joint-post via accidental video on the network. during the rest of this month, Soushi is going to be treating her wounds while keeping her to himself to make up for the amount of time he'd left her on her own while here. this has been discussed with both Soushi-mun and myself and has been planned for a while.  )

[Seriously.

Don't.

Anyone tuning in or wandering (foolishly) about the park will find Fluttershy sitting on a walkway, petting one of the lions that has decided to take up residence in Asgard as of late. The creature has his head on his paws and seems... rather docile.]

I have no idea why everypony has been so afraid of these poor, lost kitties. I'm sure that they are just looking for a friend.

[She turns to the lion and coos to him, scratching him behind his ears and making him pick up his head to shake out his mane.]

Isn't that right, Lionel?

[The animal yawns and sets his head back down-- this time upon her knees.]

If anypony would like to help me try and find homes for them, it would be greatly appreciated. I'm afraid that I can't fit all of them into my room at the Hall.

[Annnnd a pair of owls flutter down from the sky and land upon each of her shoulders.]

I am so very glad for these new little friends, too!

[The lion eyes the owls for a moment before closing his eyes again and she lets the feed time out by just grooming the cat's mane with her fingers.]

[The feed turns on to show Mauri looking pretty calm. Almost bored, even. Truth is, he's scared out of his mind and infuriated by the mere fact he's here in Asgard. Really, what right does someone have to pluck him from his home and stuff him in some dreary place that's totally alien to him?! But he's no dummy, he's not going to show this to perfect strangers.]

So, it's pretty clear that I'm not in Kansas anymore.

[A shrug and a pop of his gum - the very piece he's been chewing for hours just to ration out what was on his person. There's no telling if this place even has any gum, other than what he's got. Best to save it.]

Is there anything I need to know about this place I haven't been told yet?

Huh. So it seems that these self-proclaimed “Gods” have dragged more people to fix this doomed city. Very well, since it’s considered polite to do so I shall send my greetings to you all. ^Hmph. At the very least those pesky fairies have been dealt with. [ it’s okay ririchiyo, you beat most of them up anyway with both your haughtiness and refusal to back down. ] I think I may have got a frostbite or two, but they’re not dangerous.

[ she pauses for a while, and soon the feed shows her unbottling a cap of water and drinking it. naturally, she is dressed, in short, in a more revealing fashion than one would want her to be. however, she doesn’t seem to mind or be fazed by the fact that people could be watching her like this - she was used to attention, regards of what kind. once the water has been drunk, almond shaped eyes look at the feed once more, an air of haughtiness still there but a little less than last time. ]

Welcome to Asgard, idiots and intellectuals alike. For those of you who aren’t intelligent or don’t have the energy to pick up a history book, Asgard is one of the Nine Worlds and the capital country of the Norse Gods surrounded by an incomplete wall attributed to Hrimthurs riding the stallion Svaðilfari. You should also know that Valhalla is located here and that Odin and his wife, Frigg are the rulers here. [ she sounds a little too full of pride at the part where her house is one of the rulers of asgard, but hey. U R WHO U R. ]

You’ll find yourselves with powers upon arriving here, but what you do with them doesn’t concern me. Whether you want to complain and say you don’t want them or even use them to bring colour to this world, I don’t care. [ and the haughtiness comes pouring ] I’m sure you have enough free will of your own to make your own choices, so do whatever you want.

[ there’s yet another pause before she speaks again, this time a little more quietly and with a hint -- just a hint of shyness. she isn’t very good at these type of things so she isn’t quite sure on how to go about asking the question but she bites the bullet anyway. ]

. . . . Does anyone know where I could find a job? I want to make my way independently and work so I can earn some money. Any answers would be appreciated, thank you.

[ and with that she switches her braclet off, thus ending the feed. ]

[ Here is a young woman walking slowly through the streets of Asgard, noticeably new if only by the concerned look on her face as she glances about, her surroundings obviously unfamiliar to her. But perhaps of greater interest is the armor she wears, though her helmet is off and tucked under one arm, her strange key-shaped sword clutched in her other hand.

She's got a lot on her mind. The first thing she'd noticed is that her armor wasn't responding to her, only to lead very quickly to the realization that her Keyblade was ... inert. It felt dead in her hands, like all the light and all the power had gone out of it.

And as she walks, she notices other senses deadened, too. She cannot feel the Light or the Darkness. The only magic she's been able to produce has been a bit of ice - none of her normal spells, and nothing of her own personal magic, either.

When she finally stops, she stands before the Welcome Hall of Odin, staring up at it with more than a little uncertainty. She shifts her Keyblade into the hand also gripping her helmet, and presses her free hand to her mouth. ]

Restoring this world... and the one from whence I came.

Something about this is not right.

[ With a final sigh, Aqua lowers her arm and moves towards the door of Odin house, letting herself in to find "her" lodgings and perhaps come across anyone who might be able to explain things to her.

When she later does make it to her room, she will use her bracelet to make a video post to the network -- by now, she has managed to take off all of her armor and store it and her Keyblade out of sight, leaving her dressed in her normal clothes. ]

I've been told I can use this bracelet to communicate with all the other travelers in this place. My name is Aqua, and I'll be staying in Odin. Please, if anyone could help me, I'm looking for my friends. Their names are Terra and Ven. It's really important that I find them, so if you've heard anything at all, I'd really appreciate hearing it.

[ A beat, before she continues. ] Is ... it true that each person here is from a different world?

[ She remembers her charge: "do not tell anyone there are other worlds." But it was one of the very first things mentioned in the welcome letter she was given. Perhaps she can find out more about this strange place, what could very well be a nexus of all worlds -- the first thing of its kind that she's ever heard of.

How very strange indeed. ]

[The video feed opens on a man with black hair and very bright blue eyes. His coloration is nowhere near as remarkable as the facts that his clothes are torn, and that he's covered in blood. He looks as if he's made some attempt to wipe it away, so the blood on his face is smeared, and the areas around his eyes and mouth are more or less clear. With that much blood, someone must have gotten seriously hurt.

In spite of this, Zack's smiling, but there's an intensity to his gaze. He knows what he wants to say already, and he says it.]

Cloud, you there?

[He's aware that there are others here. He did listen to the maid, got his briefing. He's used to taking in large amounts of information quickly. That's what SOLDIERs do. But Cloud's his first priority. He has to see if he's here, make sure he's unhurt.]

Cloud? You'd better be all right, okay? I'm counting on you.

[The slight teasing note in his voice masks a deeper seriousness that anyone paying close attention might pick up on.

He almost asks for Angeal--he thinks he saw Angeal right before he got here, but maybe that was a hallucination brought on by... well, dying. Maybe this is a hallucination. He can't be sure. If Angeal's here, he'll say something, but that might be too much to hope for. His first order of business is out of the way. Even if Cloud doesn't answer back, he is going to go out and look for him, until he either finds him or is satisfied that he isn't here.]

Everyone else, I'm Zack Fair, SOLDIER, First Class. [Name and rank come to his lips automatically, and he stops himself. He must be much more out of it than he'd realized (after all, he is addressing everyone covered in blood). His rank doesn't mean anything anymore. The company left him behind. He'll do the same. He amends the statement.] Ex SOLDIER. For what it's worth.

[He almost sounds like he's joking, a bit of self-depreciating humor. No sense being too serious, right? Right.]

I'm in-- [What was it again?] --Heimdall, so I hope you're ready for a new roommate over there. Don't worry, I clean up my own messes. If I know you, I'll get your back in a fight, and I don't bite. Nice to meet you.

[Somehow, if this isn't all a last minute illusion, he's still alive. He might not know how that could be possible, but he's going to try to roll with it. In spite of everything, it feels good, to be alive. Now, if he can just find Cloud...]