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[Skulduggery's at the Hotel console, looking exactly the same as he did when he went missing a month ago. He's impeccably dressed in a suit, hat, scarf, and coat - and also happens to be a living skeleton, for those new to the turtle. 'Back from the dead' has new and interesting connotations where he's concerned.

It's April 1st. It's a little past dinnertime. Skulduggery takes a moment or two, once the video turns on, before he speaks. He sounds the same as ever, too - Irish, his voice as smooth as velvet.]

I promise, I don't do this on purpose.

[That's directed at... a lot of people, actually. Pepper. Solomon. Cain. Raine. Anton. Erskine. Honestly, anyone who's not so much relieved at his return than annoyed.]

It looks like I missed quite a bit. Someone died, someone didn't die, everyone's blaming everyone else, and now we have a person or persons unknown trying to assassinate every prominent kedan in the city. On top of that, I heard something about an earthquake and power outages. Does anyone know more than the barest details about any of this? And if they do, would they be willing to share it?

[He reaches out to end the feed, then pauses.]

Oh, and why is all the furniture on the ceiling?

[OOC: Feel free to approach Skulduggery in person at the console if you're in the Hotel!]

aquanimity

[A familiar face to those who knew her during her previous tenure appears. Yes, Aqua has returned. For her, not a day has passed since her disappearance, but she's figured out quickly enough that everyone else has had several months go by. The weather alone is indication enough of that.

It's with that knowledge that she takes to the consoles.]

How long have I been gone? Has there been any trouble?

[Hopefully someone she knows is still here. It seems likely, given the length of time others have spent here. And a familiar face would help her with the growing dread she's mostly able to hide in her expression.

She's been back for only a bit, but it's long enough for the fear to set in. Aqua draws a breath before asking the next question.]

Are... are Ven and Xion still here? [She knows the answer even as she asks. Their shared home had been the first place she visited, and the empty building told her the painful truth. Still, she's holding to a small glimmer of hope, that she did not abandon them and, in turn, cause the forces of this world to send them back as well. That she has no control over the whims of this place is irrelevant.

It occurs to her, then, that her wayward friends may have been sighted but not recognized by name. She quickly adds:]

Ven is fifteen, with spiky blonde hair, about as tall as my shoulder. Xion... she's smaller than he is, about fourteen, with short black hair.

[She hesitates, then lifts her hand up, calling her Keyblade to her hand in a flash of light.]

You might have seen them wielding weapons similar to this. [She holds it out a few seconds longer, then dismisses the weapon.]

If anyone has seen them since I was last here, please tell me. My name is Aqua, and I'll keep near the consoles. Thank you.

[She shuts the feed down, but her shoulders drop in weariness before the video completely cuts. She knows full-well this is a vain effort.]

aquanimity

[The screen flips on to show both Aqua and Xion. Aqua looks concerned and a bit grim about something, and is the first to speak.]

The Chihuelans have left Keeliai, haven’t they? We’ve been outside the city for the last few weeks - what happened?

[WHAT DID YOU GUYS BREAK GOD WE CAN’T ~~TAKE~~ LEAVE YOU ANYWHERE. It’s here that Xion, after a moment’s hesitation, pipes up.]

While we were out there, we ran into a patrol.. or I guess they ran into us. They seemed… really upset about something.

[Given the awkward pauses, it’s clear there’s probably a lot she’s not saying. Though with these two, chances are things likely didn’t end in violence or anything like that? One would hope at least.

Aqua speaks up again after this.]

They didn’t tell us what had happened. [And likewise, the two of them hadn’t pressed.] If someone - anyone - could fill us in on what happened while we were gone, please tell us.

[Perhaps it hadn’t been the best of ideas to leave while the Chihuelans were still present after all.

OOC note: both Aqua and Xion will respond to replies - if you want a specific KH lady in particular just note in the subject!]

ruinsprofessor

[Raine's all business today; if there's any larger emotion, it's hidden behind brisk matter-of-factness.]

As a general reminder, if you know healing techniques that can be passed down to others, whether magical or mundane, it would be appreciated if you could spare some time at the Healers' Guild in order to do so, especially with the Grand Justicar's specified arrival date rapidly approaching.

And, of course, if anyone wants to learn, they're more than welcome. Maintaining the safety of the city and its people is the most important thing right now.

[There's a pause. Raine considers visibly, finally adds,]

As well, specifically addressed to Foreigners, I believe Milyn has still been working on a vaccine for zhyris; if you are capable and willing to assist her in any capacity, I'm sure it would be appreciated.

That's all.

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[ooc; well, I meant to do this about a week ago and apparently life happened, but please consider this Raine's preliminary request to start consolidating healing-type knowledge. I'm also trying to get all my Guild ducks in a row and possibly get a page up for it, so if your character would want to be involved let me know this way or by pm.]

risingwinds

[By now, Ven's used to worldhopping, and after his last experience with the Star Shard, it's hardly a surprise to have crash landed in a brand new world. The sheer size of his new surroundings took him off guard, but it's kinda exciting to wind up somewhere so huge, so bustling, and so different.

Fortunately, he's adaptable, and he's picked up the basics of the console after that little crash course. Still, when the feed clicks on, he leans in for a moment, making sure the machine's recording. A few seconds later, he steps back and greets viewers with a bright smile and a wave.]

Whew! Okay, I think I got it working now, so if anyone's watching, I'm Ventus! But you can call me Ven.

[He chuckles. That came off a bit sillier than he intended. Ah well.]

This technology's something else! I mean, I've seen some pretty cool things in Deep Space, but it was all stuff like laser guns, low gravity chambers, escape pods... Nothing that'd let you talk to other people like this.

[At least, not that he knows of. Then again, he was kinda busy at the time.

But now he's getting carried away, so he sheepishly rubs his neck.]

Er, anyway, I've got an idea of what's going on now, and I wanna do whatever I can to help! But first, I've just got a quick question... Has anyone heard of the Unversed?

readytopayit

[Technology isn't exactly Terra's forte, but he was no stranger to it even before coming here and getting a generous crash-course. That, combined with his immediate need for more information, has him looking pretty casual when he triggers the video feed, as if this is all pretty mundane where he comes from.

In truth, he's doing his best to stay composed. He's in no danger of lashing out or getting emotional, but he'd prefer to keep as level a head as possible -- and that includes keeping his impatience and grim mood at bay, at least until he's done talking.]

My name is Terra. I'm -- a Foreigner. I arrived the other day. I've talked to a few people since then, so I have a good idea of what this-- [He hesitates, but then continues through with his intended word choice.] --world is going through. Roughly. [It was a lot to take in, even for him -- but then, he's still reeling from the fact that A) he's himself again, B) his Keyblade was inaccessible for a full day, and C) now that he can summon it, he still can't reach the Lanes. And speaking of:]

I guess my main question is this: has anyone lost any of their abilities since coming here? I'm not talking about when we first arrive -- I heard that was a temporary side effect -- but after that. After you recovered. Were any of your powers... blocked, somehow? [It's a vague question, and it doesn't quite pinpoint what he's really thinking -- but he can't refer to the Lanes Between openly, so this will have to do.]

And one other thing-- [Again, Terra hesitates, and here he can't keep up the nonchalance. His face darkens slightly as his eyes drop for a moment -- the look of someone who has more beneath the surface than he's letting show, who's making an open appeal like this as a last resort.] --if anyone here knows a man named Xehanort... I ask that you let me know. It's important.

[Wouldn't Xehanort have to be here, if Terra is? ...A lot of things don't make sense, but that's the most pressing question, danger-wise.

Still, Terra remembers himself and looks at the screen again, respectful once more.]

I'd appreciate a few minutes of your time on either account. Thanks.

gistful

[Anton’s voice is tense and breathless. This is the bad kind of breathless. Not the ‘been running too long’ breathless, not even a raspy sort of breathless, but nevertheless a measured ‘can’t get enough air’ sort of breathless. It makes his words clipped and strained, with a pause between each sentence for a proper inhale followed by a proper exhale.]

Jintou’s been taken. Alley behind the Lane of Fuchsia Dyes. Earth Sector. Bring a syringe. Need blood taken.

[ooc: This thread is open to everyone! Erskine and Skulduggery will be tagging in first for a short round before Anton sends them off to find Jintou ~~and get them out of the way~~. Anyone is welcome to collaborate in this post or go ahead and search on their own, and use that log to thread things out. Otherwise, the real plot-development material is available for those who stay with Anton and get a blood sample to analyse.]

edgeoftheknife

Look, ah.

There's something I've been meaning to tell you, for... well, probably close to two hundred years, now. It's been on my mind a lot lately, and I think I need to just come clean about it.

So, here goes.

Anton?

You snore. A lot.

gistful

I'm out at the markets for a bit. Anything you need?

edgeoftheknife

[The man in the video is gorgeous. True, there are dark circles under his eyes as if he hasn't slept well in weeks, but it kind of gives him that "I just stepped off a movie set and wow am I tired from being beautiful all day" look. If you've been around the Midnight Hotel at all over the past couple of weeks you've probably seen him there, shadowing after Anton Shudder like a lost puppy--which is pretty nearly the expression on his face most times as well. He looks lost.

He looks like he's forgotten what he came on here to say, as a matter of fact.

After a few more seconds he perks up, looking up at the camera instead of off to the side as he had been. When he speaks it's with an Irish accent.]

Right, hello. Ah, sorry about that. I seem to have misplaced my... brain, today. Anyway, I've met a few of you already, but for those I haven't, my name is Erskine Ravel. I also answer to "Grand Mage" or possibly "hey you."

[He gives a little two-fingered salute and a slight smile.]

I was hoping...

[He goes quiet, frowning.]

What was I hoping, again? I.... Mm, nope, it's gone. Ah well, if it was important it'll come 'round again. At any rate, I hope everyone's having a lovely day. Pay someone a compliment and don't forget to tip your waitress.

[The video abruptly stops.]

((ooc: possible spoilers, please mark comments as needed!))

lasergrenades

[When the screen comes on there is a face just a little too close to the camera; it’s got freckles and red hair. The figure scoots back a bit, and a young woman in her late teens appears, grinning nervously.]

Uh, hiiii. I’m Pepper. Pepper Potts. I come from a city called New York which some of you have probably heard of and if you haven’t you should because its awesome. Or, it was awesome before a bunch of aliens came and tried to destroy the planet, which they might still do, I got here before we blew up the ship when I got teleported, so it might not be so awesome when you go visit. [She pauses, catching herself.] Er. If, I guess. Sorry, I talk a lot when I’m nervous, apparently, that’s what everyone always tells me. Actually they say I talk too much all the time, not just when I'm nervous. Especially Tony and Rhodey and Gene. Oh! Yeah, I'm from the same place as Tony and Gene. Well, not exactly, we came here from different places, or something, which I don't really understand yet.

[She takes a deep breath and tries to slow down the torrent of words.] Anyway. I hear there’s some big bad running around and since I’m kind of used to fighting supervillains I’m totally there if you need someone to help with butt-kicking. Probably.

[Pepper sags a little bit.]

I could use some help figuring out what to do here. I’m supposed to get a job and all I ever wanted to be is a SHIELD agent. I could help...organize...things? Unless someone needs a personal shopper, in which case I am so there.

ironwood

[ The broadcast starts in a blast of static undercut by a hollow sort of roar. It cuts in and out, wavering wildly, half there and half not. The speaker is a woman, but it’s difficult to tell at first through the static. ]

--dustries, come in! We’re--

[ A wave of static, and when the voice comes back on, she’s gasping. ]

--loodin--

--quest evacuat--

--doors are sealed, but we’re not waterproof, we can--

Stark Industries, I repeat, we need immedia--

--idge up on the mountain. Don’t follow the vall--

[ The broadcast cuts off. ]

windbreak

[Even if you don't recognise the voice that buzzes into life over the Welcome Centre issued radios late in the morning, at least three things are pretty obvious. One, it belongs to a teenage boy - it might be cracking a little around the edges, or that might just be some ragged-sounding breathing, someone's ragged breathing. Two, while the young man's panic is clear from the moment he opens his mouth, not all of his words are. And three, who the hell has time to sit around and count all these stupid minor details? Yosuke doesn't.]

... Hello? Hey! Can anyone hear me? Dammit, I need - we need help! There's a girl, she says her name's Xion... And one of them, you know, the ones who've been going after all of us - that son of a bitch, he had a gun, I couldn't...

[He trails off into a frustrated groan. No, he didn't exactly have time to straighten out the entire speech before broadcasting, either. Urgh, of all the times for his head to start feeling slurred too!]

Look, just - forget that, just tell me where to take her! [See, this here is what it sounds like when his voice does crack.] Please... Before something worse happens.

skeletonenigma

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[The magical disguise Skulduggery uses generates different features every time he uses it, with the result that no one will recognise his face when he turns the console on. The skin's a little waxy and he doesn't seem to blink, but apart from those minor details, he looks normal. Only his voice, smooth and Irish, is the same as it usually is. A little jarring for those who know him best as a living skeleton.

Because of that, a brief introduction seems appropriate.]

My name is Skulduggery Pleasant. I'm a freelance detective.

[The 'freelance' part is important, since the whole point of using video is to make it clear he doesn't work for the Snakes - or anyone else.]

I'd appreciate any information anyone might have on attempted thefts of the soul jewelry. This is a request extended to everyone in the city; I don't think the kedan are organising an attack on Foreigners any more than I think Foreigners are organising an attack on them, and I don't much care about whether a witness can shapeshift or not. Or a victim, for that matter.

[There's always the possibility kedan have been mugged in the same strange conflicting style, but are too scared to come forward.]

The network isn't secure, so if you'd be more comfortable talking face to face, I'm happy to arrange that. You can leave a message for me with Anton Shudder at the Midnight Hotel - he'll make sure I'm the only one who hears it.

Thank you for your help.

[And the feed clicks off. Most, if not all, of his responses to this post will be audio, and will be made from consoles in cafes around the city - leaving the Hotel console free for anyone else to use.]

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[Audio;]

[Sent directly to Midii's inbox.]

Anton's now running an informal census at the Hotel. I can't guarantee it'll find everyone, but it should give us a much better idea of how many Foreigners we have, and hopefully how spread out we are.

[Sent directly to Wan's inbox.]

Some of the students at the university are talking about water levels being higher than they'd expect. Have you noticed anything like that?

gistful

I may have discovered a clue as to the purpose of the symbols I believe many of you are investigating.

For the sake of context: The Midnight Hotel ran out of coffee-beans some time ago. At the beginning of the month, I found some coffee-beans unexpectedly in the Hotel's pantry. For the sake of caution I did not bring them to the attention of the patrons, particularly since the beans have been disappearing overnight and reappearing again by evening over the course of the last week. They seem to be regular beans, in spite of their vanishing abilities.

This morning, the coffee-beans from yesterday are still there. It's the first time they have remained in existence overnight.

The message I received in my inbox at the beginning of the month was accompanied by an orange hexagon.

[Pause.]

Incidentally, we now have a self-filling jar of coffee-beans available for public use in the Hotel's kitchen.

merb

[ The feed opens with Stork tapping one long green finger on the screen, looking a bit sheepish. He's not unfamiliar with the level of technology here, just the specifics. In the background, a public cafe and several irate looking kedan glaring at the Merb's back. In the foreground, some telltale purple bio-mechanical goop. ]

So... note to self: don't try dismantling these things, they melt like a bad batch of Globs. I, uh, I'm probably going to have to pay for that other one, aren't I? I've probably contracted Raztorian poisoning already. Only a matter of time before I start going blind in one eye...

Can someone tell me what passes for a crystal depot around? Someone mentioned the Earth Sector, but when I showed them the Cinder crystal I had on me, they said they'd never seen anything like it.

[ He turns his head to look over his shoulder, not at the kedan but upward, to the sky; the metal earrings move as he flicks one long ear, listening for something while looking uneasy. ]

Is the sky always this quiet here? I don't like not being able to hear even a single airship. If there's going to be a cataclysmic blast cloud coming to wipe us all out, I'd like some time to get a fresh copy of my will prepared.

aquanimity

[Having been here a few days now, Aqua has mostly acclimated to being around people again, and simply sitting idle doesn't suit her. She's had enough of aimless wandering with no direction to last her a long while.]

Hello, my name is Aqua, and I arrived here a few days ago. Things have been mostly explained to me, and I'd like to help out in any way I can. I'm not sure where to start looking, though, so I'd be grateful for some direction. I know a fair number of spells, but I'm not sure how useful they would be here. [She hasn't seen Unversed or any other sort of monster around, so she doubts being able to summon a bolt of lightning upon a target would be of much help to the general population.]

[A brief pause while she considers whether or not to ask her other question, given that she's just offered to help, but decides to go ahead anyway.]

And... I understand that how we are brought here is not fully known, or how we could leave, but if anyone has an idea, please let me know. I've been away from my home too long.

[She's worried about both Ven and Terra. The former is safe, but what if he has awoken in her absence? And the latter... she doesn't know at all.]

I'd truly appreciate any advice. Thank you.

[End video.]

needmetoo

[She's settled in a bit more, gotten a little more used to the idea of being stuck on one world. However there was still a bit of a problem. She could use corridors to get around without going outside in theory, but she barely knew this place at all. It was a problem.]

Does anybody know where to get warmer clothes? The last store I went into asked me to leave.

[Sure it was the place that she'd dropped into to try to warm up just after arriving but one of the things she'd heard by now was that relations with the locals were... strained at the moment. It was all a little over her head but she got the overall meaning of it: don't expect to be welcome.]

wintershepherd

Couple of things!

I just want to let everyone know that the Welcome Center will be officially reopening next week. I really appreciate everyone who's pitched in to get it back in order. I'd like to run it with volunteers like we did before, so if you're interested in a few hours a week, let me know. It's not hard to do, but it makes a big difference for someone when they have no idea where they are and how they got here.

Can anyone fix these weird symbols on the consoles? I feel like I've broken something, but I can't get them to go away.

Last, has anyone had a chance to talk to those ambassadors yet?

PS. This weather is not my fault, I swear!

ironwood

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