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[Valdis appears happier than people might be used to seeing. She has a genuine smile gracing her features, and a sly look in her eyes.]

I am happy to announce that on August twenty first, we will be having a Midsummer Ball at the Courtyard of Public Opinion. Everyone is invited and it is sure to be a wonderful evening.

Formal attire is a must. I have the names of a few tailors that do excellent work if anyone is interested.

[Because who doesn't love pretty dresses and suits]

For security, I will have KPD officers working the event and all foreigner officers are required to attend in order to help keep an eye on things.

[And no, there is no getting out of it.]

Weather permitting, events will start around three in the afternoon. Anyone who would like to volunteer for setup is welcome to help. We will be setting up the night of the twentieth with finishing touches added the next day.

Thank you.

highprofilerichkid

Hey, everybody. I'm turning... twenty one? Twenty two? Have we decided how we're counting that year in the Dreaming yet?

Anyway, I'm having a party at my place. Everybody's welcome. Even if you don't like me, I do have a lot of ice cream. Just putting that out there.

[Attached is his address in the Sky Sector, and the date and time.

Some Foreigners – specifically, Aya, Raine, Jackie, Bucky, Valdis, Danny, Sonja and Miles – will also receive individual texts, consisting of an ASCII art birthday cake, a smiley face, and a link to this video message. Cute.]

redlightgreenlight

[Valdis appears more relaxed and content than usual, her hair is braided and pulled over one shoulder.]

Though it was some time ago, I appreciated your defense of me against the unfounded charges anonymously posted to the network and am pleased to say that I have spoken with Arbitrator Eliyen and have been reinstated as the KPD's Chief of Police.

The past few months have not been ideal, but I would like to thank Pepper, Gene and Kaliel for handling the KPD in my absence. It isn't an easy job and it was made even more difficult due to the atrocities committed by the Cultists. The KPD has several of these cultists in custody, but they are nothing more than pawns in a greater plan. I promise that we will find the masterminds and they will pay for their crimes.

[Now for the new things]

To better serve Keeliai, I will be doubling the number of officers in the coming months. In addition, we acquired four Kirin a few months ago for a mounted force, but need a single person to devote some time to their care. If anyone is interested in that position, please let me know.

That is all.

unetrustworthy

[When the screen first flickered on, Midii seemed...almost distracted. As if she were functioning on autopilot. Like the broadcast was pre-planned, and some unforeseen circumstance put a damper on the moment. Or she could have just been tired. The circles under her eyes were faint but notable.]

I came across something interesting in my...studies.

[A slight pause at that word, and only then did she appear to collect herself enough to lift her gaze and stare at the camera directly. There were a small pile of flowers off to one side, and she picked one of them up, twirling it gently in front of her as if contemplating its very existence.]

Most of the plants I've been harvesting are supposed to have medicinal qualities. Healing. I've been learning how to identify and use them properly. But there was this one book...[Here, she paused to glance around her before laying eyes on something just below the camera, and seemed satisfied.]...this one here. I found it when I was shopping in the markets the other day. It says that flowers can also be used to send messages to people. Not just to tell someone you like them, or apologize for something you did wrong. More like...each flower can carry a very specific meaning. Almost like a puzzle.

I'd never thought about that before, but it seemed interesting. And maybe useful for people to know at any point in the future. I don't...think I've ever seen many people using coded languages here. [Aside from encryptions, but she purposely refrained from bringing those up.] And I know many of us don't all speak or read in the same languages. But...I don't know...maybe it could even be a game? Or...something.

[She seemed to be losing her train of thought as she went along, pausing just long enough to let out a small yawn.]

Sorry.

Where was I? Oh, right. This one, for example.... [she held up the red leaf-like flower in her hand] ...can be used to make a certain kind of poison. But for some reason, it's hidden message means an abundance of welcoming hospitality. Strange, isn't it? That a flower can mean one thing, but be used for something else entirely.

I wonder...if that's true for all the flowers in Keelai.

simulsimul

[Kratos does not often attend the network, so may not be familiar to most. He has the air of someone understated, with an impassive face; but those who know him will note he looks more relaxed than usual. He's almost smiling.

[His hair is also floofy, like he's been hit with static, and his clothes are damp. He doesn't seem to mind.]

Would anyone be averse to my bringing some storms to bear? This humidity and cloud-cover is ripe for rain, but the storms appear to be holding back.

I would not like to inconvenience anyone. If the city officials or the farmers would prefer I leave the weather as it should be, I'll refrain.

[ooc: This is a minor player plot! This has been given the go-ahead, so no NPCs will object. (If no NPCs reply here, I will assume NPC go-aheads are given to Kratos privately.) Otherwise just assume there's more rain than originally forecast and an easing of salt toward the Foreigners.]

spoilsfun

Mr. Holmes isn't here any more.

[Conan pauses for a moment, as if he was about to say something else. But really, nothing else needed to be said. Anyone who cared enough to know about Sherlock's whereabouts were smart enough to draw their own conclusions from that.

But on to his other business. Sherlock's disappearance had once again left Conan in the position of being an eight-year-old with no caretaker. Even here he couldn't hold an apartment by himself. Which left him with very few options.]

Is anyone looking for a roommate? I have an apartment, but I don't think I'll be allowed to stay here by myself.

ironthorns

Okay okay - question to all the Foreigners!

What are your favourite foods? And how are they made?

I swear this is important.

Also if somebody were, you know, writing a kind of story, which may or may not involve Foreigners, what's the rule of thumb for your biology?

...Asking for a friend.

wolfishflame

[Aly looks a little chagrinned, and blows out her breath with a "whuff" sound.]

Okay, I have a confession to make. The name I've given out isn't the one I usually go by. It's Aly. But you can still call me Keahi. I don't really care.

[She shrugs.]

No such thing as an overabundance of caution, right? And for any faeries out there...this is your only warning to stay well clear. You try and step, and me and Dr. Bonkers will fix the little problem of you being alive.

That's all.

private, to devin;
[Aly looks like the cat that ate the canary.] Told you I could work with hardball.

de_evilise

[ Waking in a new world was definitely not something Marinette expected to greet her when she opened her eyes. On the plus side, she had her belongings with her - even Tikki, though the kwami seemed very groggy and tired. She reassured Marinette she'd be fine, it wasn't like when she got sick back then, so Marinette let the kwami sleep and devoted her attention to finding out where she was and exactly what was going on. Cut to about...two hours later, when she accesses the network, her mind spinning with the information she'd been given. ]

[ She probably found her way to one of the console cafe's honestly, but she presents herself with a polite smile (if a little bit awkward). ][ She pauses, as something occurs to her. Her first option should have been making her way to that Welcome Center to stay, but she had prioritized getting Tikki some food instinctively. Hopefully it'd help the kwami recover. ]

I'll ... probably be at this cafe for a little bit longer, but I really should have a look around soon too.

[ She'd totally doesn't think anyone from home is here either. She hesitates a moment to consider her topics, and finally settles on one. ]

So, I guess I'll be seeing you all around! If you've got any suggestions of places to take a look at, I'm open to ideas.

[ She needed to get her bearings in this place after all, especially with what's been going on. Once from the ground.. and then once from the air, when Tikki was recovered. Before ending her connection though, she grins and flashes a cheerful V'sign. Peace Out? ... so lame, Marinette. ]

upshore

Daseng.

Attacking the innocent and helpless as a demonstration of might is the province of the cowardly and craven. Only those who know their ideas and beliefs are built on shaky ground resort to such tactics rather than discussing their truths in the cold light of day.

Y᷆o᷅ů h̓a͘v᷾e͑ m̗a᷈d̳e͒ mͫȧn̻y̦ p͚o᷾w̻e᷁r᷁f̛ùlͮ eͨn͉e̓m͌i̔e̓s̼ t̴oͩd̔a͘y᷂.̗

Pͦ᷉̾e͚ͮͅr͐͌᷀h̴᷿ͧa̩̼ͅp̣̜᷀s̴͖͠ t̫̯ͫhͥ̄ͥe̸̶᷂ o̘̦ͥn̲᷁͜e͎᷉᷀ y͙̾͛o̪͓ͤu̘͚̙ s̟̋ͣh̠͙͡o̞᷆͊u̇ͥ͜l̼ͩ͋d̊̐͝ f͈̲̕ę̷᷄a̠͐͟r̯̱̍ t͖̥͢h᷾̓͜e̐̐̐ m̳̱̀o̴̗̅s̫̄̈́t̹͖̆ ȋ̦᷁s̡̾͆ m͂ͥ͠e͇ͣ͐.̸̦̏

[And Miles will not be responding to anything, because the nanite interference from his anger-summoning of the Walrider Swarm while he wrote this has hecked up his radio so badly that it's basically a brick now.]

[Three-quarters of an hour later, private video to Pepper from a console in the Hotel:]

...I think I broke my phone.

[He looks tired and drawn, but there's still a spark of anger deep in his eyes.]

no_light

[ Kylo Ren has been watching recent developments on Tu Vishan with growing unease. He had started out thinking Valdis an annoyance, then a danger, but with the new guild structure, the KPD's power is only being consolidated - and thus, her power. It's not a good development for an enemy of hers.

He might have been willing to let it rest, if he hadn't overheard a drugged-out-of-his-mind KPD member mention that he is on the watch list. It had been the last push to take action.

But what to do? It took more listening and more than a little bit of luck, but now Kylo is ready to send a message which will hopefully sow seeds of discontent – and isn’t that one of the strategies of the Dark Side? Not one he had bothered with before or is particularly skilled in… but before, he didn’t need to bother with subterfuge. ]

I have learned that Valdis of the KPD knew the water supply would be targeted. If you don’t believe me, ask the officers she used to aide her.

The KPD has been hunting the Cultists for months, but for all its powerful Foreigner detectives it has nothing to show.

I demand she explain why she did not prevent the attack when she knew it was coming. I demand she explain why she protects Cultists instead of our citizens. And I dare her to explain why she calls herself a protector, but carries a dangerous sword.

How can we be certain that the shapeshifter we put our trust in is who she claims to be?

All Foreigners have secrets, but I want to know if hers are dangerous to us before I can trust her again.

[OOC: He will respond, though he might keep it short and vague to prevent giving himself away. Feel free to also talk among yourselves!]

wolfishflame

[After getting the lowdown from a rather nice lady, a very annoyed-looking young woman is staring balefully at the camera.]

Are you serious.

Are you serious.

Because people keep explaining this Life-Death-Dreaming thing to me and it sounds like bullshit. There are two planes I can be on and I’m apparently not on either of them and that is so much bullshit I have apparently been dropped into the former pasture of a hekatomb of oxen because what the hell.

Look. Look at this. [She holds up her journal with a helpful diagram of a stick figure, a vertical line, and another stick figure, and a double-sided arrow.] My soul can be Waking, or it can be Otherside, or it can occasionally be both at the same time because my life is a dumpster fire. Not this, okay? [She puts the journal down, raises her hand, and taps the labradorite ring she’s wearing.] My soul is not in a rock. Even if it’s a really pretty rock, and I know from pretty rocks.

[Frustratedly:] Like, oh my gods. Every single god I have ever met. All of them. Up to and including Inari-Ōkami. For the love of baby Jesus in his mangery crib. Put me back. I want to speak to the manager. Yeah. The spell manager.

Fix this, Obama.

ironwood

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Tu Shanshu

Midsummer Ball Announcement

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