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[personal profile] grigio
[Julie's been trying to help get things back in some semblance of order around here, but there's a lot to do and frankly it felt a little overwhelming at times. So she didn't really do a lot to check in with friends which finally caught up to her and she felt bad. Today, she's at her console which is flickering and wavering and screeching on occasion. She's recording from her suite and the video on her end fickers from her with her head ducked down, pen in hand as she writes something on a piece of paper to the very shadowy image of...something...moving on screen. At one point, the feed blinks out entirely and when it comes back on, she's holding up a piece of paper. Her note is short.]

Everyone I know, please check in.

[Whether or not it actually is seen, she's not sure. She holds that note up for a good minute just to be sure before letting setting the paper down and waiting nervously. All she wants is to know where her friends are so she can talk to them.]
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[personal profile] ciderandstew
[The video starts with Calypso, sitting outside in the Earth sector somewhere, weaving fabric headbands or jewelry in an attempt to keep her hands busy and her mind occupied. She quiet for a moment, finishing one of the accessories and setting it aside in her basket.]

By now, it's become apparent to me that there are natives from more than a few different worlds calling the turtle home currently. I may not be around much on these devices, but I've spent my time watching and listening...

[She pauses, wringing her skirt in her hands a little.]

I'd like to hear stories about your homes, what makes it different from what you've learned about the others here. Your favorite things, what you miss most... If it's not too much to ask, that is.

If you want, I'd be more than happy to exchange a story of my own as well.
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[personal profile] bonjourguignon
Hello! I do not believe I am acquainted with many of you, so I introduce myself first.

[He presents a tilted head-bob of a bow and a crooked smile.]

I was born with the name Félicien Lesgle, though you may oft hear me referred to by L'Aigle or Bossuet, and have been borne here from Paris, France, of the early 19th century -- the summer of 1832, if we are to be precise.

[A small pause here.]

I understand that many of you come from times that are not akin to my own, and as such, are far better acquainted with the makings of human flight.

Although I do not know how common the more, ah, reptilian of aerial steeds are across your various lands, I appeal to you, Mesdames et Messieurs, for any advice or warnings that a man might take to heart on his maiden voyage to the clouds!
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[personal profile] lecentre
[This is a far more serious and somber looking Courfeyrac than what the network has seen of him lately. Still, with everything going on, he just can't leave this without comment. He's in his room in the Wood sector, but there are things around that don't quite fit in with his sense of decor.]

With much of what's going on, with what happened to the Emperor and everything, there's bound to be confusion everywhere... however, for those of you that knew-- know him...

It would appear that Jehan Prouvaire has left the turtle-- I stopped by yesterday to check on him and he was no longer there. There were gifts in his apartment that I will distribute for Christmas...

[He forces a small smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes and lets out a dry laugh.]

There's not much good news around here lately, is there?
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