April 3rd, 2016

unetrustworthy: (...okay maybe I am)
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[Midii appeared on screen looking...slightly less put together than usual.  Her hair, which looked like it had once been in a ponytail, was sticking up all over the place, and there were a mixture of leaves and flower petals sticking out at odd ends.  There was also a large streak of blue...something...covering most of her cheek.  It looked smudged, like she'd tried to wipe it off and failed miserably.]

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Besides that, her arms were folded, and she was notably glaring at the camera--ie: no one in particular.]

Either the local kids in the park are mad at us again...or else somebody told them about all those tricks people kept playing the other day.

Speaking of: did anybody put all that furniture back yet, or should I start looking for a more right-side up place to live?

[Harmless as it had all been, it seemed Midii was less than amused by the Hotel's April 1st celebration.]
peridiot: (Eep. // sways)
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[Peridot sounds freaked.]

Help help help help help!!! The Shay has gotten violent and he was on the Morrigan but now he left and I don't know where he is!

This could be really, really bad!
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[users might recognize the background of the welcome center, as Iroh had walked there after realizing that the strange sensation he felt might have been important.]

Well, I thought I was blacking out for a moment there... quite a strange feeling. And it looks like I've been gone for some months. I should have left a note, but I didn't expect that I'd be... well, whatever happens to those of us who leave and return.

For those of you I haven't met, my name is Iroh. I used to serve tea around here. And a few other things.