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"So, how is everyone?"

[The voice starts up a second before the video feed turns on, revealing a green skinned girl smiling at the screen.]

"I've been doing well, I think? I have a real Christmas tree in my apartment now! I'm just trying to figure out how to get the decorations onto it, and maybe a star on the top. I'm not sure if heavy duty tape is going to be enough."

[She doesn't seem to realize how odd that statement is, as she continues and trades out that smile on her face for a more nervous, tight lipped one.]

"But um…There is something else I've been meaning to ask about. I…Sort of am taking care of a girl right now. At least, I found myself helping her out. She doesn't really have any place to go, and she doesn't seem comfortable being alone-"

[M'gann almost rubs at the back of her neck as she says that, before something stops her hand with a slight mewling noise.]

"And, um…If she happened to enter your room a few nights ago, sorry about that. It's…Kind of a learning process for both of us right now? And to be honest, I could use some advice. I don't really know a lot about how to help in a situation like this. And-"

[And right then, a kitten pokes a small, black head out from underneath and her curtain of hair before chewing on a few strands.]

"…And I'm kind of stuck at the moment. If someone could help at some point, that would be appreciated? But on the plus side, I can at least respond to people quickly, as long as I'm here!"

[Silver lining!]
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[Oh, a new face on the Network. But this one's sporting a frown and a black eye. Despite that and the black eye looking relatively fresh, he seems to be all too cool with circumstances.]

Good evening. I don't normally lean on such public network choices- I prefer something more face-to-face- but I felt it was prudent that I offer my apologies for my actions during that unusual rainstorm that occurred just a few days ago. But WHY the rain made us all sing, I can't even fathom...

But alongside such apologies I want to offer my gratitude to the individuals I encountered during my in-hindsight foolish choice in swimming venue and beforehand, and in turn offer an invitation: Yamagishi-san, Natsuki-san, Iori-san and Cupid-san... thank you. [With that, he dipped into as much of a bow as he can manage at the terminal.]

I had considered having a Hot Pot in the midst of the frigid weather, but it's common knowledge that such things taste far better when eaten with friends. As such, I would like for you to join me. I will provide the ingredients.

[For a moment he looks proud, beaming.] And worry not! The Ryugazaki family, you'll find, has a superb recipe for the best Hot Pot broth that I think you'll all appreciate. It is, however, a secret I keep locked tightly away in memory, so you'll have no luck getting it out of me!

[But he brings a hand to his mouth, clears his throat, and looks away.] But until the night in question...

[The other hand sheepishly lifts a very broken pair of red-framed glasses into view. No wonder he was squinting a little.]

...Where might I have these repaired?
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Does anyone out there have recipes for borscht? ...Or would know how to cook it? I think I've gotten the hang of cooking easy meals, but I'd like to try something a little different.

[His adoptive aunt used to make it, but he has no idea what she used or how she prepared it. She would just give it to him and he'd eat, that's how it works. But he has to learn how to actually make food for himself here.]

...Anyone who can show me how is welcomed to come over and have some. Er, as long as it turns out edible, I mean.

[It's not like him to invite company over, but he's starting to get tired of eating dinner by himself. It'd be nice to have people over.]
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[Technically, the Pokemon had arrived with the others on the 18th, but he had done his best to remain inconspicuous and had slunk away soon after receiving the welcome letter. Feel free to have seen a giant cat monster skulking about in the corner and flying off, but there's no indication that this message is from the same individual. He'd rather keep his face off the network for now.]

How simple life would be if I were unable to feel empathy. Even when I have been taken forcibly from my home and given absurd demands...

But no matter.

I have many questions, but I imagine my fellow captives have little in the ways of answers. So I will ask for your opinions instead.

What do you think of nonhumans? I have seen a surprising amount here that are clearly of other species. It intrigues me...
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[Akihiko is standing in front of a terminal, musing for a few minutes on what he wants to say to the others. After he makes up his mind, he touches the screen to access the network.]

Hey, everyone. Listen up!

You all know what we have to do. Being stubborn about it is just gonna get you killed, so don’t even bother wasting your time. We don’t have to hang off of each other all the time! Stick with your friends, or just go shake someone’s hand every once in a while. This energy problem affects everyone, and there’s no sense in making things worse.

[He’s not happy about being stuck in some foreign city either, completely cut off from home, but there’s a mission to complete here. The sooner they get it done and over with, the sooner they can all go back home. Right?]

So, c’mon, guys! [Akihiko lifts his arms and punches one fist into the opposite open palm, while maintaining a confident look on his face.] Let’s help each other out, okay?
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[ The feed turns on and is faced on Spain sitting in the common room of his apartment building. He's looking rather official and important but it's all a facade so don't be fooled. Considering the short amount of time he's been here, he has already mourned being ripped from his home and come up with a buenísima idea for how to bide his time while he is here. ]

Good afternoon citizens of-- [ ...this place has a difficult name to remember... ] --Hugville! Are you tired of being tired because you didn't get a hug today? But you're also tired of seeking out a hug or befriending people enough to earn a hug? Well, I'm here to tell you not to be tired!

[ He holds up a sign that he painstakingly and lovingly made himself. ]



That's right, amigos! Isn't it cute? I will give FREE HUGS to anyone who needs one! They work every time!

[ He smiles at the camera, hoping that a couple of beautiful señoritas or cute little kids will jump into his arms! It'd be worth the free price if Spain could rescue them from low energy! After a second of seeing his stupid, smiling face, the camera turns off. ]
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*The figure in the video has his eyes covered by shades and some kind of clothing that blocks his mouth. His voice is low with a bit of a rasp.*

Name's Auron. I have a question. How many other people out there are helping to take care of a small child by the name of Diarmuid? He's not telling me much. Might be nice if we could coordinate with each other since we seem to have all been adopted as Guardians.

*That seems simple and to the point. Maybe someone would respond eventually.*
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[The video starts with a close-up of a man's face. He blinks several times, and then breaks out into a wide grin.]

Ah! I believe it is recording now, yes? [He straightens to his full height, but since the terminals are set at a height equal to about his waist, the feed is filled with the image of his breastplate and robes.

He stops and makes a surprised sound, and he squats again so that it focuses on his face.]
Goodness. Why did they place these machina at...? Ah, well. [He smiles brightly.]

Hello! I am Braska. I have two things I would like to address today.

The first is to offer my services to any who need it, free of charge. I am a skilled healer with years of experience, and I need not rely entirely on White Magic. I am also capable of using natural herbal remedies, though I need some time to accustom myself to what is available here in Saeng Seong. I have to admit, I am not skilled in the use of machina and other advanced techniques, but if anyone would be willing to teach me, I would love to learn!

Now, of course, I am sure there are those of you who are asking, "what's the catch?" If it would make you feel better, you may pay me, but I truly will not ask for anything from you in exchange. This is something I did for a living many years ago when I was a priest. I want nothing more than to help. Please, do believe me in this.

Now, my second topic! I would like to hear about the magic where you are from. I have been studying magic since I was young, so it is of a special interest of mine, you see! Or, if you are from a place without magic, as difficult as it is for me to imagine... How does your home operate without it? I am willing to explain these things about where I am from, if you are interested!
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[ The silver-haired boy can be seen munching on a box of takeout, presumably from one of the Beachside Shack restaurants long before he ever makes a sound that's not chewing or slurping. Even though the feed's on. ]

Alright. [ Kanata finally says, though there's a long pause filled with eating. ] Since you all already here seem to have a good idea of what's goin' on. [ Another bite of some sort of chicken. ] Tell me what all this touchin' is really about.

[ There's a small scene of choking; the poor soul's embarrassed himself. Also, if someone is questioning his ignorance, he was asleep and drowsy through most of the introductory period. ] I mean...I'm not stupid, I get you're supposed to go around hugging and everything! But we don't have to hug people right? We can do handshakes or somethin' else...I'll be the first to say none of you are getting a hug from me! I slap on the back or a fist to the stomach if you try, even! At least, without asking first.

[ He goes back to sheepishly eating his chicken. ] I just don't wanna have to go around huggin' people if I don't have to. Or if there's another option. I'm just not in the mood to keep on bein' sick, is all...

B-...but anyway...! If all we gotta do is go around giving high fives and whatever to power this stupid city, let's get on it! I've got a home to get back to! [ And thus he goes back to eating and fuming in silence. ]
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[Minako was always a fan of the beach, having formed some of her favorite memories on the shores of Yakushima. It seemed like the most sound choice when it came to getting away from the general pandemonium caused by everyone's sudden arrival (and consequentially, departure from their own world) and gaining some peace and quiet to mull over the information packet given to her in the plaza.

She was sitting in a chair on the porch of one of the restaurants over-seeing the ocean, a large glass of iced tea garnished with an umbrella, orange wedge, and colorful straw her only company. Her city map was flattened out over the table, weighed down with her glass, a sea shell, and her mp3 player. In her hand was the letter addressed to her, though she'd read over it several times.]


...touching people, huh. [She mutters under her breath.] S'probably a good thing some people I know didn't wind up here with me. [CoughcoughMitsurucoughcoughShinjirocough.]

Sorry for bailing on the welcoming party so fast! [Oh, you didn't think she realized she was recording? Not at all! Have a bright smiling face, folks!] I'm Minako Arisato, nice to meet'cha! [She gives a little two-fingered salute before leaning back and fanning herself with her letter.] ...it was the middle of winter where I came from, so I guess I should make getting some seasonally appropriate clothes a priority. I'm sweating like a horse!

[She sits forward, though from the view of her feed, it looks more like a lunge.] But once that's out of the way, maybe we should get right down to business so we can get this problem solved and sent back home!

[She raises a single finger.] Touching, right? No big! Who's up for a game of tag?

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