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[The video opens on a somewhat charming smile. The man in it seems very sure of himself, and utterly unrattled by his new situation.]

Hey. Captain Jack Harkness here, and I've got to say it's a pretty nice turtle you've got. She's not exactly where I was trying to get, but seeing as this place seems short on the killer reality tv shows...pretty minor quibble.

I've already met a few of the locals - thanks again guys, and sorry about those vegetables - but I'm always open to meet more people. Local, not-so-local, I don't really mind either way since it looks like I'll have some free time.

Other than company, all I'm in the market for right now's a job and maybe some tools, if someone's willing to lend them - I have a piece of tech that got broken in transit somehow, and I'd really rather get it back in one piece.

[He raises his left arm to show off a leather cuff with what appears to be a communicator inside. It's been fried.]

I'm sure we can work something out in exchange, I've been told I'm pretty good with my hands.

[He laughs a little, at his joke, and there's a moment of dead air after it. Just when the pause starts to get uncomfortably long he makes a show of clearing his throat.]

And oh, Doctor, Rose? [His smile tightens, just barely. Appears just a bit forced.] If you're out there, looks like I'm alive after all. Which I'm kind of hoping you two didn't know, because seriously? There are much nicer ways to let a guy down.
redlightgreenlight: (Unamused)
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The Dreaming seems to have absconded with my sword...

[She sounds very unamused]

If anyone sees it or it has somehow wound up in your possession, let me know immediately.

[A rustling as if she means to end the message, but then...]

And don't touch it.
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[ Sheena's smiling on everyone's screens, but there's a questioning glint in her eyes. ]

I know there are different festivals and holidays here, but I was wondering if anyone was familiar with Thanksgiving and Christmas?

Or if you had similar holidays of Thanks and Fellowship this time of year?

[ Could she be planning something? Maybe. Maybe not. She was going to have to talk to Raine first. And not just about having a dinner party. Perhaps it's time for Sheena to find her own place. ]
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[From the moment the camera turned on, Midii looked...almost as if she were regretting the decision. Public speaking was never her strong suit, which was why she so rarely made videos like these. But there was something on her mind. For once...something personal. And after a few seconds of hesitation, her resolve won out.]

It's...strange to think about.

[Maybe it would have been better if she'd gathered more of her thoughts before doing this, but she hadn't wanted to give herself a chance to back out.]

I cam here when I was eleven. Today, I'm sixteen. [Ah, there was one point of motivation; she'd never publicly announced her birthday before. There truly was a first time for everything.] And I've had so much time to think about what that means. That I've lived here for so long that I...I almost forgot what it was like to live in the world I grew up in. That...that's a good thing. Because when I came here, I didn't trust anybody. I couldn't. I was scared and small and...didn't think I deserved the kindness that people were suddenly showing me. I tried turning them away. I figured that they'd get over it and move on sooner or later and leave me alone.

But...they didn't. Leave me alone, that is. Five years later, and people still won't leave me alone. [Despite her words, she spoke them with hints of a smile. Humor. Her attempt at a joke.] I've never been more grateful for those people as I am today. And I wish...that I could tell the ones who are gone that. I wish they could know how much they meant to me. More than even I knew then.

[A pause. She took a deep breath and stared into the camera greatly. Then let out a sheepish smile.]


I'm...not even sure what I was trying to say anymore. I guess...for those of you who are still finding it hard to deal with having been brought here...I just wanted you to know that there are good things that have come out of it. I'm living proof of that.

[Because she was still alive.]

[Although, just when it looked like Midii was about to (awkwardly) sign off...one last thought came to her. And in a rare show of her age, her nose wrinkled slightly in distaste.]

I still don't think I'll ever get used to the magic here, though. It's too....unpredictable.
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[Klaus appears on screen, looking decidedly frazzled. He's in his gardening apron, his hair is disheveled holding a spade. Behind him is the greenhouse which is a veritable wall of, well, green. And brightly coloured flowers.]

My word, has anyone else experienced a sudden surge of plant life? These should not be as far along as they are - half these seeds I only just planted a week ago.

There is quite an abundance of... well, everything, so I would be delighted to give away any potted plants to anyone interested. Also - [and here he gives a bewildered sidelong glance to his left] - zucchini. I'm honestly not sure how as I never planted any, but there is a mountain of zucchini if you like that sort of thing.
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[ Rey's expression looks worried and confused — there are the beginning of tears welling in her eyes, making them bright over the feed and threatening to spill over at the least provocation, and her lips tremble as she speaks to the residents of Keeliai. ]

I know I don't talk to all of you very often, and for that I'm regretful, but — has anyone in the Sky Sector, or elsewhere, seen Poe Dameron? He's... [ she blinks, attempting to control her emotions, but they're bubbling to the surface despite her best efforts. ] He's tall, dark-haired. Very personable, many of you here have spoken to him, I think.

Has he shown himself anywhere, in the last few days? Has he found a new place to live? [ That thought is dreadfully painful, that he would simply leave and abandon her without even telling her where he was going, but she'd almost rather have him be safe somewhere else on the turtle than have disappeared from it for good. ] If he has, or hasn't, tell me. I just want to know that he's alright.
shroudofgray: (My mind is a wheeling galaxy)
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The words are back as they were. This is good.

I wish to ask - is there a way to cut magic out? I have...

...

[She looks away from the screen, gripping her upper arm, fingers digging painfully in.]

I do not want it in me any more. I want it cut away. Gone.

Is there a way?
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You all managed to not destroy the city while I was away. Aside from that magical mishap at the end, that is, but it seems there was little lasting harm.

[Her voice is strong, but pleasant. Valdis is back and ready to take charge again.]

I'll admit that I've been a bit distracted as of late, but I am back and there is a problem I would like to address. The Cultists have had free reign to do as they please and we are lucky that they haven't struck as hard as I believe they are capable of.

[What with having Milyn's knowledge and skills as well as Daseng's, if he was as clever and intelligent as Milyn claimed.]

To counter this problem, I am creating a special task force within the Police Department that will focus solely on the Cultists and their plans.

[This is in no way just a personal vendetta, the cultists are a threat, but she has the power to do it, so she might as well.]

If anyone had any information that may prove useful to the task force, or wishes to join it, please let me know.
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[Adrien appears on the console screen at the Midnight Hotel, looking more than a little perturbed. His usual mask of friendly politeness is starting to show some cracks. While the politeness remains, there's a small sense of being rattled underneath it all. Images from his dream haunt his mind and he knows, he knows they're memories. Not dreams.

Though the memories from home are bad enough; particularly those surrounding his father and the horrible realisation than the man knows more than he's letting on, the way Adrien got these memories is worrying him a lot more.
]

Hello! It's Adrien.. obviously, sorry. I just wanted to check in to see if anyone else has ever had something here happen to them. I'm probably worrying over nothing.

So. I just woke up with a bunch of memories from home. Memories I definitely didn't have when I went to sleep last night. I always thought that process was different, that you-

[That you went to Milyn. But she's gone. The reminder is like a punch to the gut and Adrien grimaces in spite of himself. Maybe that's why this has happened?]

That it was different, is all. Any insight or information anyone has would be very much appreciated, thank you!

[[OOC: Adrien has indeed gone through a more unusual canon point. Yay for him.]]
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