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[For once, The Ninja, illuminated by a single candle, appears on the network without his partner Soldier’s company and he seems to be enjoying not having to share the screen. There’s something theatrical about the way that he addresses the device, tugging his scarf down and giving his audience a particularly vulpine grin.]

Have any of you ever played One Hundred Stories? For those of you that haven’t, it’s a little game where we each take turns trying to scare the hell out of each other with increasingly morbid tales in the darkness. And, just sometimes, the fictional becomes real.

[He gives a low chuckle. In the flickering, orange-yellow light, his single, working eye has an all too mysterious glint and he lets the silence continue for a few moments, uninterrupted, as if more concerned with spoiling the atmosphere than delivering his message.

But then he tilts his head and dives straight back in where he left off.]
Appropriate for this time of year, don’t you think? Which is why I was considering it for the evening of the twenty-seventh. Given that you’re all such brave, battle-hardened warriors, I’m sure a few ghost stories won’t be too much for you to handle. Who knows, maybe one of you will be able to outdo me. [His smile widens and suddenly there’s a new, challenging edge to his voice.] But then again, none of you have ever heard one of mine before.

Drop by if you’re up to it. Surprise me. [And with that, he extinguishes the candle, casting the video into darkness and ending the feed.]

[ooc: There’s more information about this and room for any questions or plotting on this post in the ooc comm!]
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[the entry starts with Draco suddenly leaning away from the stationary screen, looking relatively bewildered—and not looking at the camera, because he doesn't know what that is or where to find it. he leans back forward, observing the screen, and gives it an uncertain little tap. he mumbles, a little.]

Is it working, then?

[he rolls his eyes and sighs.]

Feel like a sodding idiot...
Well, here goes.

[and, unsure if this is properly doing its thing or not, Draco just hopes that it's working so that he's not literally talking to a wall. Draco seems to decide looking at the screen is probably the best course of action, as he talks—so to those viewing him, his eyecontact isn't direct, but hey, it's not too off!]

Some of you've already met me; my name is Draco Malfoy. I'm a somewhat recent arrival for this embarrassment of a city.

[and, as is characteristic of his house, Draco gets straight to business.]

I heard this was probably the easiest way to contact people conveniently, since there's no other option. I'm looking for a partner—someone to rely on when I start to get ill.

[he prays people get his meaning.]

That said, besides obviously helping the health of whoever steps up to the task, you won't be doing this for nothing. I'm a wizard—I know magical abilities aren't incredibly uncommon around here, but there's a fair bit of magic that can be incredibly convenient in the—[Draco half scowls, half winces,] domestic scheme of things, I guess...

Anyway—a simple exchange of information, such as where we're living or places we frequent, and trust enough to find one another as necessary is all I ask.
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PART 1- BACKDATED TO SEP 29

[visual or action if you're in the area]

[Those checking the video feed can tell America is running through the streets. If they're currently in District 2 they might see him run by. He doesn't look at all cheerful like usual.]

I'm sending out this message in case something happens to me. I'm heading again to the government headquarters and this time they better have answers. I agreed to do what I could to help this city, but I can't sit around and act like they haven't been sneaky after what I discovered this morning.

And said sneaky thing he discovered that morning was... )


PART 2- OCTOBER 8

[visual or action if you're at the hospital]

[What had become of America's attempt to get answers? He didn't disappear at all between the end of the month and now. It seemed that somewhere in the chaos he had collapsed for unexplained reasons. At last, over a week later, he wakes in a hospital bed and greets Saeng Seong again. Has he had any visitors during his coma?]

[As much as he wanted to find out the mystery of the city, he was disappointed to wake up in the Saeng Seong hospital and not back home. Still groggy and not at all with his wits about him, he sends out a video feed on the network.]

Can someone tell me what that date is? How long have I been out? Last thing I remember I was at the government building.

[He ends the video feed and starts to look around the room for any sign of familiar faces.]
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[For once, Ataru isn't wearing his usual camouflage gear. Though it's impossible to tell from the shot alone, he seems to have picked up some gym-wear, from a pair of sweatpants that were presumably supposed to be loose to a t-shirt that seems to be a size or two too small and which bears a logo that may be familiar to anyone who's visited the new district since its reopening.]

Recently I started a small part-time job at the District 4 gym as a personal trainer and attendant; if anyone wants to get fit or try something new, I'd be only too happy to help.

[There's no escaping that he looks the part- not with all that muscle on show- but he also sounds it now, his calm, quiet voice taking on an almost teacherly authority.] My specialty is wrestling, but I can also teach basic self-defense classes for all experience levels. For those looking for an experienced sparring partner... [His eyes glint almost playfully.] I think I could put up a fight for most of you.

At any rate, it's a very hands-on activity and may help fulfil any contact requirements you may be lagging with. Besides- it's always good to be prepared for anything, isn't it? [He pauses, preparing to end the feed.] If you're interested I'd be glad to hear from you here, or you could ask for Kinnikuman Soldier at the gym. Just "Soldier" is fine, too. Hopefully I'll be introducing myself in person to a few of you soon.

[ooc: also available for action threads if anyone wants to stop by!]
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[video]

[The man on the screen is a bit tall, if the camera angle is any indication. He is dressed in a tight navy uniform and a cape. Someone please tell him that Halloween isn't for another month.

He has a rather frightening stare, though. Maybe... tell him next time.]


I require a sparring partner. I use a sword and shield, but you can use whatever you're comfortable with. I know some magic as well.

[A pause.]

Meet me in District 2, in the small park at [intersection].

[He shuts the feed off after an awkward silence.]
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[It's not often that Yu uses the network for anything considering he likes to speak face to face. But there was something he was curious about...stupid but yes. It's kinda important to him.]

What are some of your favorite dishes from home? Just for the sake of being curious.

[Told you. Ok, so maybe he wanted to try something new when it comes to cooking. Besides everyone else already asked about the hot/cold mess and the deep meaningful questions. Strange how it ends there except...it doesn't. The next part is locked to a select few.]

Purse Owner Lock )
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[The video opens onto a terminal some may recognise as being located on a street a little way off of the District 1 beach- but more immediately arresting are the pair making the call. Front and centre of the shot is a large, masked man, who stares intently into the screen. The second of the two is smaller and appears to be keeping quiet for now, expression almost bored. Even so, it’s hard not to notice his shivering either, particularly next to his steadfast, collected companion.

It’s the larger man who speaks first, in an even tone that seems to quietly demand attention.]


Good afternoon, Saeng Seong. My name is Kinnikuman Soldier. [and one might spot the slightest hesitation there, as though he's leaving a space for the name to sink in] In the interests of both maintaining physical contact and keeping sharp, my partner and I thought it would be prudent to try sparring. If anyone would like to join us, please feel welcome to, particularly in light of the current... situation. We’ll be down by the river for the rest of the day, a little way from the Beachside Shack. Though the both of us are trained wrestlers, no prior experience is necessary to join in, and newcomers who'd like to learn something are equally welcome.

[The Ninja interjects with a short, dismissive laugh. He doesn’t move to introduce himself but it feels more like a statement than an oversight, as if anyone worth fighting will already know his name.] Of course, that doesn’t mean that we’ll be playing around. [He gets his chattering teeth under control long enough to flash the terminal a grin.] But you’re welcome to challenge me if you think you’re up to it.

[Ataru pauses for a moment... then, having apparently come to some sort of conclusion, clears his throat quietly.] ... incidentally, if anyone in the area is suffering from a hot flush, my colleague would appreciate the help.

Ah- [The words “hot flush” have barely left Ataru’s mouth before The Ninja’s shoving forward and he only just manages to finish the sentence uninterrupted- it’s a wonder that he didn’t tackle him right off camera to stop him.] Soldier-! [His usual, arrogant composure has slipped, leaving him bright red with anger- and not a little embarrassment. He seizes his shoulder, furious.] We’ve been through this, I’m perfectly well equipped to deal with a little chill! Don’t-

[- and Ataru takes as his cue to switch off the broadcast then and there.]

[ooc: joint post from Ataru ([personal profile] heirrant) and The Ninja ([personal profile] the_ninja, from his own phone), so expect replies from both of them. This is also definitely open to action posts if anyone does decide to stop by!]

[ Video ]

Aug. 27th, 2013 12:43 pm
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[ It's hard to see much of the woman on the screen once it's on, because she's seated in a chair with as much of her arms and legs tucked under the comforter as she can manage. Her voice wavers but she is not quite to the point of shivering. That won't be long behind as her lips are already paler than is healthy. ]

When visiting foreign worlds... there's always the danger of encountering new diseases, but I'm fairly certain that this... [ She closes her eyes, fighting with the chill a moment before continuing. ] This is no illness.

I don't think it's a failure in the room's ventilation system either. [ An attempt at humor, along with a weak smile. ]

Also, there is a request I have which I should have made sooner... [ It's there that she sits up straighter. ] My name is Nanoha Takamachi. I've spoken to several already, but if you are — or know someone — who has knowledge of a town called "Mayfield", or "Mid-Childa", I would like to get in touch.

[ She bows her head. ] Thank you very much for your time.


((OOC: Also open to Action for anyone around Building 2, when Nanoha tries to venture out to try and solve this mystery.))
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[Germany had avoided using the network very much. Only looking at posts from his fellow nations, well, that should change. Especially when he was looking for some help. You see, Germany has a rather interesting problem.

Right now he is sitting, apparently on the ground in his apartment. It appears the windows are open and he is careful to only show his upper body, though he is definitely shirtless. There is also a pink tinge to his face, and sweat drops on his forehead. It is clear Germany is overheated.

When he speaks, his thick German accent is punctuated with panting, as if he were a dog]

Is there a weather office to gain information on when this heat wave ends? Also, does anyone have air conditioning or perhaps a walk-in refrigerator?

[he flops back and briefly the camera dips a little low to show a periwinkle blue lower garment. Though the camera rights itself back to focus on Germany's face too quickly to fully identify the garment. Those more familiar with his culture and how he deals with heat might realize that he's in his underwear]

Though, I am not sure if even air-cooling will work. I have already attempted a cold shower to no change.

I am currently open to suggestions and any assistance that can be rendered. Vielen Dank.

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