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[It seems like barely a few days ago that Sep talked to the network. He doesn’t usually, so he feels it. Nor is this the same easy, almost lazily arrogant young man of that particular video. His eyes are a little sharper and even calculating, his voice crisp, and what is quite obviously military precision in his body language.]

An invasion of animate dead bodies in tightly enclosed quarters is a new experience I could have done without.

While the Palace has been offered as a sanctuary, I know not everyone, outer sectors especially, will be able to reach it--or will want to. [After all, there’s something sketchy going on with the Emperor. He can understand that attitude.] WA-3A has been fortified, and as I work out of it as a rule, it has a basic medic station if you get injured and can’t make it anywhere else. Feel free to come here either for patching up or shelter. If you have any medic skills to offer, we'd be happy to host you for the duration as well.

[He hesitates, and for a moment looks regretful and a little softer around the edges.] Sadly, I haven’t heard anything about a way to counter the effects of a bite, and finding one would take time to experiment—something which I don’t have.

Evandau’s patrols won’t be doing wider sweeps of the city. I expect he has limited men with which to do so. [There may be an implication of ‘this is the only good excuse for his not doing so.’] I am not about to let anyone trapped or choosing to remain in outer sectors go undefended. I sincerely hope I won’t be the only one. We’ll be more effective if we are coordinated.

[He glances down critically, nods to himself, and after a moment turns to sheathe and toss a newly sharpened dagger on the bed behind him. The movement reveals notably Roman-esque laid out on it.] To that end, if you want to help, I’m holding a strategy session here in WA-3A in two hours. I’d like to get some people set for civilian escorts, both on standby for requests and in regular sweeps. I would also like to get enough people together to start making some tactical strikes.

[Pause.] If anyone has lightning, fire, or flight capabilities, I’d really like to talk.

[[Log post is here. OOC planning is here and here]]

exiledsummoner

[When Tris's feed flashes up, he looks concerned and a little out of breath. He'd been in the Fire district when the undead had broken through the barrier, and he'd stayed there until he could no longer hold his barriers up. Instead, he'd fought with sword and magic to get back home, trying to save as many kedan as he could. And that was when it had happened.]

I feel like there is finally something I can do to help people here. When those creatures kill, they steal souls. I watched them do it to the kedan and I should have been able to feel the soul leaving this world, only that didn't happen. The kedan died but his soul was consumed by the undead. It wasn't safe enough to free the soul and allow the kedan to pass over, not when I was alone, but I'm confident that if I had aid holding the creatures that I could free the souls of those who have been killed.

I guess I'm offering to help anyone who loses their friends or family to these creatures. If anyone needs any aid fighting as well, I am skilled with a sword and also have quite powerful magic. Please don't hesitate to ask for help. I'll go wherever I'm needed.

tactile_telekinesis

[It isn't raining and his clothes are also wet, so it couldn't be due to having a shower, however Kon is dripping wet and he looks annoyed. Not at the fact he's wet, but at something else. Or maybe someone because he's staring angrily at the console and his jaw looks clenched tightly. He's not making this private, or asking to see people, he's about to blow and his blood is boiling.]

Let me tell you all straight up that that guy you know? The one with the lame ass jeans and t-shirt uniform? That guy is not me! That guy is an idiot, he's nothing like me.

[Kon has seen what has to apparently come in his future and he doesn't like it. He's pushed out with his TTK and a few things are knocked off the desk and from a small table in the background.]

You all kept things from me. You all lied to me. Why? Aw little Kon-El, let's not tell him anything about the big bad future. Did you not trust me to know this stuff? Is that it?

I know everything.

survival_isnt_living

[There's an almost lazy arrogance in Sep's posture as he regards the camera, and a small smile on his handsome face. He seems incredibly pleased with himself--and he is. After a moment in which he clearly considers what to say, he lets out a quick, amused breath. His smile softens a little.]

For any new arrivals, and those I haven't met, I'm Sep. I didn't want to speak before I was certain I could deliver. Now I am.

I'm a healer. [The pause shows a brief flicker of distaste on his face, before settling into something more serious. He hates the word he's about to use.] Functionally speaking, I draw on the... magic in water. As such, at home we generally work with patients in a tub of water. For some, the more powerful can work without, but it's not our preference.

As far as specialty, I'm most familiar with injuries, any kind that needs attention. By my people's standards I am more skilled than most. [He frowns briefly.] Serious illness generally takes longer, and is more exhausting. And with injuries, there are limits. With any luck we won't have to face anything truly serious.

I know some people won't be quite as comfortable with healing by [almost invisible pause] magic as my people are. For us, it's as everyday as breathing. Obviously I'll respect your boundaries, whatever they are, though I hope you'll take the professional's advice.

[Faint amusement glitters in his bright green eyes.] I'll be working out of my suite in WA-3A. [It's just more convenient.] Come by whenever you need to, especially for emergencies.

exiledsummoner

[Tris has been rather lonely since arriving and spent most of his time working with the kedan and continuing his practice and studies as best he could alone. He has tried to make an entry many times, but given up each time until now.]

The passage of time here is surreal. Perhaps because I was so used to being on the road and surrounded by friends and suddenly I'm alone... I think were I back home it would be about time for Winterstide. We always have lavish banquets and festivals and a ball, but I suppose my home won't be celebrating this year - there is very little to be joyous about. And I should have held the Court of Spirits to help restore balance to the flow of magic.

But that isn't something I can do here. Not least because I can sense people's souls and their magic, but I have been unable to project onto the Spirit Plane. It's as though it doesn't exist here, like there are no ghosts and no spirits. Perhaps what they said is true, that this is a land between death and life. [His lips press into a tight line. The worst part is that where ever this place is, he is no longer able to sense his sister's spirit and guarantee that it hasn't been devoured by the Soulcatcher...] Still, it's like losing a part of myself, even though I've only been able to do it for a few months.

Has anyone else discovered changes to their magic or their abilities?

Oh, speaking of abilities, I worry that in my time here I may lose practise - I don't suppose there are any other swordsmen here who would be willing to spar?

nogutsnoglory

I figure this isn't exactly gonna work, but- it's worth a shot. You know, for prosperities sake. Hell it worked in the last place I was at, with mixed results, but whatever.

[He takes a slow centering breath, closing his eyes as silence falls over the feed. The silence lingers for a few moments more before Eddie suddenly claps his hands together, the loud noise probably startling anyone actually watching the video. His eyes staying closed as he begins to speak.]

Oh, holy, mean green and scaly giant turtle carryin' us around. That sounds good, right? You think you could like- send us home or some shit? It'd be appreciated oh, uh mighty turtle guy- or girl. Equal turtle rights, man. No discrimination for turtles, hell no.

Like, we'll solve your problems or whatever. As long as it doesn't involve stupid shit or too much terrible death, I kinda like livin'. Just like give us some fuckin' clue to what is goin' on since everyone is intent on being vague as fuck. You're like, a giant turtle so you can be honest, right?

Yeah?

[There is just silence for a moment, but Eddie doesn't seemed deterred by it as he keeps going.]

Okay, cool. We'll- give you, the fuck do turtles eat, lettuce and carrots. Giant pieces of lettuce and carrots in return and save the day too, cause I guess we're here for that apparently. Just give us a sign. Like, a good one, not that oblique shit like turtle faces on toast. That would be kinda weird.

Uh, am-turtle-men.

[Eddie opens an eye looking around. Letting the silence go on a moment before sighing.] Okay, no earth shatterin' kaboom or sign, so probably didn't work? Damn it. So much for that.

wintershepherd

[ Takes place following his arrival and transport to Keeliai. The video feed opens with Jack perched nervously on the chair, balanced lightly on the balls of his feet and resting his elbows on his knees as he looked at the screen. He gave a slightly nervous wave at the screen but this felt bizarre... like the tables had been turned and he was the one trying to communicate with someone he wasn't sure was actually there. It was really, really disconcerting.]

So, um. Hi.

[ a pause before he continues ]

My name is Jack Frost. If anyone can hear this, I wanted to apologize for the, uh, flash freeze near that fountain earlier today. The people with the little gills -- kedan? -- they were telling me some things that were a bit much to take in all at once and... yeah.

Sorry about that. It'll thaw in a few days, I promise.

[ He looks off to the side, rubbing a hand through his hair and making it even messier, then looks back at the camera. ]

So... are there any kids here?

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[OOC: In his permissions post is a guideline as to whether your character might be able to see him right off the bat. For non-believers, they will see only the background of what's clearly a Wood Sector unit, but see or hear nothing for the few minutes the video is running. Spoiler permissions are in the same post so please fill that out if you prefer not to get hit with them. Thanks! ♥ ]

exiledsummoner

[It's possible that Tris is sitting far too close to the camera as he shuffles uncomfortably in his seat. He's not used to the technology, clearly, and the crash course was all too fast for him to properly take anything in beyond how to turn the contraption on. When he finally sits back after some mumbling, the face of a handsome young man, with tied back white-blond hair fills the screen. He is kitted out in a studded leather cuirass and a set of deep grey mage robes.]

They explained this to me, the people who pulled me out of the water, but it's unlike anything I've ever seen. I... They told me a lot, but I'm unsure what to believe. Nothing feels right; this place certainly doesn't feel anything like the-- [He cuts off, clearly untrusting of whoever may be listening.] Other people can hear this, can't they? I can't be dead, that's not right. But then why am I here? I can't be here or I'm failing... everyone.

[His face falls, brows pulling into a frown. For a moment he's silent and then he looks back in the general direction of the camera.] Does anyone recognise the name Vahanian? Or Kiara Sharsequin? Or even... Drayke?

ironwood

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