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[A familiar face to some appears on the screen, her gaze steady, though there's clearly an earnest plea below the calm.]

Hey, guys... it's been a while since I've done one of these, but...it's necessary.

[She takes a deep breath. The lies are starting to wear her down, as is the pressure to make things right again.]

Let's talk about Milyn.

[Pause. She's got to be careful what she says... she doesn't want to give anyone away. All the more reason to hate being caught up in something.]

There were a few of us who made it to the scene after the attack, and we've all been shaken by what has happened, but this isn't finished yet. The one who stabbed Milyn has disappeared, and now Yunxu's been attacked, too.

[Nevermind that it was her boyfriend that attacked him, but at least they've gotten some more information out of it. She does her best not to frown even more than she is now.]

Here's the problem: I'm not going to be able to find anything out on my own and neither is anyone else. I'm sure there are others who are also trying to figure out why this happened and if the two attacks are connected, so...would anyone be willing to meet up and talk things out, or even share information openly? If we're going to accomplish anything, we're going to have to work together, and really...I just want to get to the bottom of this, before someone else gets hurt...or killed.

[Awkward pause, and a soft sigh. At least that's over with. Now her gaze steadies a bit more.]

A side bit--ah, potentially unrelated: Has anyone seen Meisheng lately?

((Ooc: Pepper will be taking over and answering for Dove, as I am most likely dropping the game entirely due to personal reasons. Thank you for the lovely tags!))
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[The voice that comes over the radios in the evening one should recognize as Yuri Lowell, though he does sound a little strange if not a bit pissed off. Probably because he's got a bruised and swelling jaw.]

What's up with the Snakes lately? They're slacking off and being a pain more than usual. Had to break up a fight in the bar while they just sat there. They've been harassing me and my guild members lately too. Nothing physical but it's pretty annoying. Did someone ram a stick up Yunxu's ass or something?

Ow... Dammit.
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[When the video feed starts, a few might recognize the young man who appears. Though there's something a little off about him. He looks a little older, his hair is a little longer and...what is that he's wearing? Instead of his usual Fire Nation garb that he arrived with yesterday, he's now wearing something very different. A black shirt with a flame pattern, and while it's not really seen in the video, also black jeans and sneakers. Plus there's a pair of sunglasses perched on his head since it's sunny today, and a Water Tribe style bear claw necklace around his neck. His hair though is pulled back into the traditional Fire Nation top knot and that scar is still the same.]

 Hello, Zuko here. So I'm kind of new, but this isn't where I'm supposed to be. I was supposed to go home. I mean, this place doesn't seem all that bad but there really has to be some kind of mistake. 

[Yeah, sure, he's been to the welcome center. He's gotten the whole introduction, but Zuko is still in a bit of shock here. This wasn't where he was expecting to end up after taking the trial.]

Maybe this is some kind of trick, or another experiment. I don't know. I'm just so confused. Does Luceti even mean anything to anyone? Or is there anyone else around here who has wings?

[And with that, Zuko turns around. There's a couple slits in the back of his shirt, from which a pair of wings is sticking out. They don't reach much farther than his elbows, certainly not big enough to fly with, and they're red with black tips on the primaries. He hasn't seen anyone else with wings yet, but if he's here, then maybe someone else from Luceti is here too? ]
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[ That this is over radio is no coincidence. It helps hide the nervousness Casey has about approaching the foreigners for help, and also means this is just for the foreigners. Not that they wouldn't appreciate the help of the kedan, but... well, it's complicated, okay? ]

I have something important to ask, even if it sounds weird. Are there any foreigners here who can fly fair distances, especially in cold climates? I'm not good enough to carry myself at all yet. It's about the rakenga, the draconic-ish creatures on Tavimbi. I don't think they're insentient, at least not to the degree that hunting them simply for food variety is justified at all.

The thing is, nobody else in Hatal seems to have even thought about the possibility, and there's so much documentation in an entire city that I'd never be able to find records of any kind of attempted contact just by myself. Or, if I did, I'd definitely try entering the lottery next.

It's just... [ there's a slight pause, then a tired sigh ] not right. So if anyone wants to help, I'd appreciate it.
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[What can be seen of his face beneath the shadow of his hood is his mouth and the dim impressions of his nose and eyes. One hand remains planted on a surface off-screen, and the other clutches at the cloak he wears, securing it just below his chin. Far from threatening, he looks scared, ready to bolt at any moment. Awkward. Distrustful.

He's soft-spoken, contributing to the overall aura of fear that he gives off.]


My father told me I should stay home. He said he dreamed I met the Corsi on my Migration, and worried that I wouldn't come home again. They aren't real, the Corsi; they're great, deformed creatures with black feathers and burning red eyes. They're the monsters in the shadows who eat small children and tempt men and women to spiritual corruption and mortal peril. Humans call them 'Devils'. Bogeymen.

Hau - his name. He has always had strange dreams, and no one really pays them much mind. He once dreamed the sky was falling, like the story of Chicken Little. You know that story? It's a parable for us. The lesson depends on the listener: know what you're talking about, or, alternatively, don't listen to the advice of madmen.

[The speaker motions skyward with his free hand, indicating - well. The sky falling. It becomes a dismissive gesture, the hand flapping in a soft, fluid motion before falling back to its resting place.]

Anyhow, he's an old man and he's growing feeble, and I remember thinking he just wanted his youngest son to stay with him. That isn't a bad thing, to want your family to care for you. To miss them. And I would have: I would care for my father when he grows sick, and I'll miss him when he dies. He knows that is what is in my heart. But he's much too old to entertain fears of Bogeymen.

I'm sure he thought it was a terrible omen, to dream of them while his youngest child prepares to leave with no destination in mind. I shouldn't have fought so bitterly with him. It's hard to fight new fears, to console against the unimaginable.

[After a long pause, he tries to continue with some humor in his voice, but he clearly can't manage to summon it up.]

Maybe if my father had told me he dreamed about the taste of beer, I would have stayed home. Maybe if he told me I would be required to wear this - [He extricates his Soul Gem, in its silver-winged setting, from beneath his cloak to display it to the camera.] - I would have gone to the Kai instead.

Maybe I would not have ended up here.

[And quieter now, he adds with a note of bitter regret:]

I wish I had listened.
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[When the video feed begins, there are not one but two figures visible. Valdis should be familiar to almost everyone. The other is probably only familiar to those Foreigners who frequent the Midnight Hotel: ostensibly male, he's wearing a bright blue frock coat and a wide-brimmed, feathered hat that covers most of his face, except for rouged lips. They're seated close together in what looks to be one of the tea houses in Keeliai, with patrons and servers wandering in and out of view behind them.

When Rue speaks it's with a very poncy, nasal English accent.]


Now then, darlings, my dearest new friend Valdis and I have a bit of an announcement to share with you all. [The hat turns slightly, to indicate that he's looking over at her.] Would you care to do the honors, love?

[A brilliant smile lights up Valdis’ face.]

Of course, after all, it was my idea . [She laughs] My dear Rue and I have decided that we need to have a bit of fun. We are going to put on a Masquerade Ball and everyone is invited. [She glances at Rue, then back to the screen.] It will take place at the Courtyard of Public Opinion on the evening of the 30th. As it is a ball, formal wear is a must, and of course, being a masquerade, masks as well.

This is a chance for all of us to come together, Kedan and Foreigners, to celebrate our individualities as well as our similarities. After all, who doesn’t love a good party?


[Rue, meanwhile, has become visibly distracted by one of the men wandering off to the side in the tea house, just barely visible on the screen. There’s a very definite smirk on those rouged lips now.]

I know I do.
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The Justicar believes believes that we are beneath her, that we are inferior. She believes that we will submit to her will and will make no move against her or her people. She is, in part, correct. As a whole we should not do anything that openly opposes her.

[Her voice is cold, even and completely devoid of emotion.]

However, I will not stand by while these invaders dishonor their dead. These executions on our soil are bad enough without this blatant disregard for the sanctity of the soul. Something must be done. I am certain that some of you will agree with me, just as I am certain that some of you will try to dissuade me.

[A deep breath]

I plan to give these people a proper burial, because no matter what they did while they were alive, they still deserve that.
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[A very lovely face appears on the screen, a little distressed. She's had enough with odd things messing with her mind here. As an angel, she's sensitive to the idea of visions anyway, and she's been unable to escape them ever since she got here, it seems.]

Guys, I had the strangest dream last night, and I don't think it was just... a weird dream... It was too vivid...

Is the number eight important here? Or... stars? They looked like our soul gems...And there were people...

[There's obviously more, but it appears she's still trying to wrap her mind around the entire thing.]
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Wan is gone.

[The screen will be completely black, as if she is trying to hide what a wreck she currently is. Her voice is broken, thick with emotion that she is trying, and failing, to hide.]

I don't know what cruel game this place is playing, but I'm done following along. Wan was concerned about the turtle...We all know that it is sinking and I know that many think that he is dead.

[Her voice levels out, perhaps even taking on a hint of anger.]

Some of you may remember how Wan and I possessed the great turtle in our attempt to force Malicant out. We failed in that endeavor, but we did gain the information we needed to defeat him. I believe that Tu Vishan is the one who gave us that information.

[Now the anger in her voice is evident.]

The cultists tried to stop us then and they are involved in whatever is going on now. With Wan gone, I aim to find out for certain if Tu Vishan still lives or not.

[A dark and soft chorus of voices echo her next words]

To the cursed followers of Malicant, your pathetic god is dead. Without him, you all are nothing. Try to stop me and I will send you into Oblivion.
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I think it's going to rain, tomorrow. And not the comfortable kind of rain. It's still too bloody warm around.
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[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!))
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[ Milyn isn't often on the network, preferring to interact with people in person, and her presence on the screen today seems small, more so than her petite appearance normally accounts for. Nonetheless, she makes an obvious effort to recapture her normal bubbliness, although it's tempered by the news she must deliver. ]

Hello, dears. I'm afraid I have some unfortunate... well, no, that seems rude, to call them unfortunate, even though they are -- not that it's through any fault of their own, of course! -- but unfortunate... hm, disadvantaged? No, that sounds even worse. Afflicted? No, they're not... well, they are, but that's another issue entirely. Or it may not be a completely unrelated factor, but that's what I'm hoping to determine.

Coincidences, I just doubt those terribly. Coincidences are never good for anyone at all.

[ She looks momentarily stern, like she'll show those coincidences just who's boss, and then she remembers that, oh yes, there's still information she needs to share. ]

What I mean to say is that I have some news you may not want to hear, and I'm very sorry for it, but that's how it goes sometimes.

Yesterday, I had several kedan who came to my clinic with extraordinary tales. Well, most of them had injuries, you know, that's also why they came. I do like hearing extraordinary things as much as the next person, but I'd hardly expect to be someone's first stop for them if they weren't injured. Although that'd be rather flattering, when I think about it? Oh, yes, the others.

They've all been attacked, very similar to the attacks the Foreigners have been experiencing, and I've been so worried about all of you, how am I supposed to help all of you??

[ She takes a deep breath, as though realizing that she's not actually holding a face to face conversation, and attempts to get herself back on track. ]

None of them are too seriously injured -- seven of them, there's seven -- but they've all… well, they've got the same jewels as the Foreigners do. All of them, they woke up and discovered soul gems next to them. I can't tell any difference from the ones these seven have to the ones all of you appeared with when you came back from the Dreaming.

The other thing, and this goes back to the afflicted part, you know, that I was speaking of earlier, the one I'm not sure whether it's a coincidence or not, but it's really just so strange if it's not one, but all seven of them have come down with that nasty little virus that's been going around; we call it zhyris. Anyway, there's been a fair number of cases, especially in the Wood and Water districts, but not all of these folk were attacked in those Secto--

Oh yes, that's right. They were attacked, so I made sure to ask them what they remembered, I wrote it all down.

[ She looks pretty pleased at that, actually. Look at how helpful she can be to all of you. ]

In any case, on the chance that the zhyris does have anything to do with this, and because it is contagious, I've quarantined all seven of them in the Healer's Guild. Raine was a wonderful dear who let me sequester everyone into one of the unused wings at the Guild, and I'll be looking after them until I can determine just how they've been affected. I don't know that it's safe for any Foreigners or other kedan to come in contact with them yet, so please -- I know I'm not Evastelei, I do miss her quite a lot, and I don't know much of anything about magic. But you'll just have to trust me for the moment, I hope you all can do that. Just until I get this all sorted out.

Please?



OOC: Please be sure to read the entire OOC post that goes with this before replying, thank you!
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[The screen buzzes to life to show her a young woman with bright, warm gaze waiting for the proper moment to speak. When she does decide that the camera is on and operational, she smiles brightly, if a little wearily, and gives her greeting in a gentle but confident voice.]

Hello… I’m Dove, and I’ve just gotten here. I’m not really sure why I’m here, but I was told that was kind of the norm for ‘foreigners’. I expect it’s fairly common for us newfeathers to be a little confused… I mean, really, who would have ever dreamed of a turtle big enough to live on? It’s...a little unsettling.

[She looks down a moment, as if trying to decide what all she should say, then tilts her head the slightest bit at the camera while she sweeps her hair off of her neck to settle between where her wings would be if they were out. It’s obvious she’s comfortable being filmed, but she’s a little lost as to what she should say.]

I’m not entirely sure what I’m supposed to do here, [she admits, now rubbing her arm.] but I’d like to help out in any way I can. And honestly… [A pause, before she laughs softly and looks directly at the camera again.] I’d really just like to get to know some of you. [She has no problem asking to make new friends. Maybe it’ll help her figure out why exactly she was brought here.] So... if anyone wants to show me around, that would be great. Or... just hang out!
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