July 11th, 2013

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[Katniss is looking as cheerful as ever. Which is to say, not at all.]

Even if all these investigations find a way to fix the turtle, what's going to be done about the game? The kedan are coming to us for food, and what you can call a forest has basically been stripped clean. Unless we're just all living off vegetables until the next few breeding seasons have passed.
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[Just in case any of you turtle-dwelling simpletons had forgotten about her, Livewire has decided to grace the network with her presence today.

In order to better reprimand all of you. Which is precisely why she's glaring into the camera now, showing an odd mix of boredom and barely restrained anger. Well. Barely restrained by her standards. For anyone else, she's likely coming across as exceptionally irate.]


Can we move it here, people? Bein' normal again was nice 'n all, but it's gettin' kinda old.

So what's takin' you people so long to fix this already? Not like there's a shortage of cape 'n cowled freaks running around to help out! Even without powers I figured even you idiots coulda gotten this mess taken care of by now, so what's the hold-up?

[Not like she's put in any effort herself, but then again, it's not like she's terribly philanthropic to start with. Probably why she's taking it out on the heroes, who she's used to seeing rush to save the day no matter how minor the problem is.]

Do you spandex-loving freaks only get to work if somebody from the press is around, or what? Because last I checked, there's no newspapers around. So, how 'bout you just hop to it anyway, 'kay babies? I got things to do, people to kill, and about much patience as Superman's got common sense. And for those of you luck enough not to know who I'm talkin' about, the man flies around wearin' his underwear on the outside, so we're not talkin' very big numbers here.
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[The face peering out of the screen is confused and just a little bit wary, as if the device she's looking at may very well bite her. It's also likely, again based on the young girls expression, that she may very well bite back.

She's not terribly new, per se. She's been here for a couple days and has spent most of her time skulking around, searching hard for something and hiding from everyone that came too close. And learning about her surroundings. The cart ride only showed so much.

She's the latest resident in the Water Sector. 2C, for anyone that lives near there and would have possibly seen her, despite her best efforts to stay hidden. And she's pretty good at that.

She's also a bit dirty. Her hair's tangled with the withered, faded remnants of a wreath of flowers and there's smudges on her face. Possibly even tear tracks that are a little fresher than she'll care to admit.

There's a cautious look in her eyes, the kind of look seen only on a wild animal that isn't sure if it's been cornered or not.

When she speaks, her sentences are short. There's no young child babble from her.

New girl has a question. Listen up.]


My sister is...['Dead' is the word that goes in the pause, but she opts for something else with a bit of hope in her voice.] missing. She wasn't here when I woke up. She's six and she was wearing a white dress. Her name is Lilly.

[Another pause and a moment where she shakes her head just a bit, as if she feels stupid for asking.]

If you see her, tell her Victoria's looking for her and to stay.

[Not 'wait.' The word 'stay' is important. She knows how to speak to her sister. Stay is a word Lilly knows.

And then the device just shuts off on Victoria's end. She's only been on a few minutes and she's already had enough. For now, it's time to resume her search for Lilly.]