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[James hasn't made a post since his first - in part because he's terribly lost. He has proper clothes, now, thanks to Favrielle, but it is still overwhelming to be in such a foreign place. His concern isn't so much the rationing, though that seems to be quite the source of anxiety for some he's encountered. What he wants is answers to the many and contradictory things he's been told since his arrival.]

I find myself at something of a loss, in this place, with so many people from such seemingly different times and places. It seems impossible that one person could have brought us here, and insensible that they should.

[That, though, is a subject he's sure has been at the center of many debates. What truly haunts him is what he heard from Peggy and Ariadne before.] I was led to believe that this place was a sort of afterlife, and yet, if I understand correctly, there are some here with ambitions to return to their homes. I do not see how such a thing could be accomplished.

[And that's it. No suggestions, he's just mulling. Aloud, and in public, which, he realizes now, is terribly unseemly.]

Forgive me. There is little purpose to these musings. Perhaps they are better off left unvoiced.

thewaythatiam

The bakery being run by Peeta Mellark and myself will remain open for the foreseeable future. We do not have as many items available but we will continue to provide bread and simple baked goods. If you know of any recipes for baked items made with limited simple ingredients, please inform Peeta or myself, as developing a more varied menu despite rationing is good for business.

There is at least one of what is called a "speedster" in Keelai. A person with a higher than "natural" speed capabilities. This is often accompanied by an accelerated metabolism, requiring them to eat far more than the average human of their age and weight to avoid starvation. If you are acquainted with such a person and have food or money to spare, I believe it would be best for our population as a whole to support them.

I have been finding and recording word and letter patterns in the Kedan written language. If anyone with skills in linguistics or languages wishes to see my notes, you may ask. It is of little use to me other than as information I can share with others better trained to use it.

Thank you.

effective

[Katniss is wearing short sleeves today, so the burn scars and grafted skin up her arms and neck are more visible. She seems almost awkward, aware that she hasn't shown her face on this thing lately, and that she has no idea what she's doing.]

I'm going to show people how to deal with rations. At the...community centre. It's here. [She gives an address in the Earth Sector] If people care, that is. [She shoves a hand back through her hair.] It's not that hard to figure out, but if you run out of food before you can buy more, you'll regret it.

cynisme

[Whereas last time he broadcast himself onto the network Grantaire was clean and ruddy, now he looks sullen, pale. He has the beginnings of rings under his eyes and a sneer of frown that mars his face, a reminder to the world that he's an ugly man. He's found himself a funnel, and is currently pouring the remnants of wine bottles unfinished into one bottle. He has one full already, recorked, but there's not enough left to fill this one. The leftover empty bottles that have built up in number of the weeks are on the table.

This is what rationing looks like to an alcoholic. This is inventory.]

I don't need five eggs, I don't need flour and I don't need five vegetables. Three maybe. I can do without salt and pepper, and I can part with soap, easily. This would be the plea of a desperate man bartering for your luxury items, one in particular.

Though, if you ask me, and you don't because no one ever asks me if they want to spend the day smiling, and long live your bliss for as long as you can keep it from slipping through your fingers, but If you ask me, and you should, I would say eat and drink everything, if we're going down with this beast.

[He scoffs, taking a quick swig from the bottle he's filling before grabbing the next with barely anything left in it, and back to that funnel.] No cause for alarm my ass.

usavatar

[He considered making this a voice or a text entry on the network for the sake of avoiding... well, people - but ultimately that would raise more questions with those who know him. Civilian clothes, calm demeanor, utterly meaningless political smile.]

I hope you're all faring all right with the changes in our environment and the requirements that puts on its population. I'm used to rationing, but I understand that it's probably and adjustment for those of you that are not.

Peggy and I had an idea about that - we wanted to see if there was any interest in a communal pot luck, periodic until things normalize.

Additionally, we wanted to see what people thought of a resource pool of food and nonperishables held in the... should I just call it a community center? That's how we'd like the space to serve during peacetime.

Um. [A small laugh.] Sorry, I lost my train of thought. As I was saying, we'd like to work on what amounts to a food bank for the duration of the rationing and possibly longer, if it proves useful and necessary. Donations are of course encouraged, particularly from those whose enterprises are not as effected by the restrictions currently in place.

[The empty warmth briefly dissipates, leaving Steve militant all out of proportion to what he says next.] To pre-empt those who think it's naive, ill-advised, et cetera, we would be monitoring the intake and distribution of goods to ensure that no single party exploits the generosity of contributors. I think as a charitable model it's a good one.

[He clears his throat and settles back in his chair.]

I'm not much good with plants, but if we could get space on the roof of the building, it might do some good to have a garden up there as well.

[100% JARVIS-assisted encryption to Evandau]

Sir. I would like to discuss, in person and at your earliest convenience, a potential threat to the safety of the Foreigner population. And also inquire after the well-being of Miss Namorita Prentiss, who you have in custody.

[ACTION FOR PEGGY]

[Done. He switches off the console and tilts his head back, inspecting the ceiling of the apartment with one of those vague and pointless realizations regarding how few people ever look up.

He scrubs his face with both hands and gets up, going to the kitchen to wet a cloth and press it against his face, then neck, mentally reciting passages from the books he'd read before Keeliai and snatches of songs to try and keep his thoughts from going back to the lab Natasha described and its contents. It doesn't work especially well.]

assassinates

[Shelby's pretty much gotten the hang of this communication thing. She watched carefully when that kedan had shown her what to do, and she's been watching Garrett from the background. Whose terminal she is using now. She's just not the best at communicating or people skills, so she pretty much just stares at the screen for a few minutes, as if she's unsure of what to do or say now that she's set it up. Enjoy having someone stare intently at you, everyone, and be glad that it's not in person ~~for now~~.

After another moment, she finally speaks. Her voice is soft and low.] My name is Shelby Rook. I'm looking for a dragon. He's about the size of a pony, dark red in color, breathes fire. I have found the other person the dragon was with, so I can only assume he might be here as well. He answers to Bubbles. [A pause, and then a slight smile.] Try to not run from him; he is still a deadly predator, regardless of size. [And it'd suck if people started going after her dragon for such a silly thing like him eating them or something.]

[She leans back somewhat, head tilting.] I have been told we are to work here. I... have a varying set of skills, including some medical training. [And other things. You want a bitch killed? She'll kill a bitch. She likes killing bitches.] Thank you.

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