sirenspull | April 16th, 2012

April 16th, 2012

Monday, April 16th 2012

Weather Periods of rain developing in the morning, mostly cloudy throughout the afternoon. High 13°C and a low of 9°C (55deg;F/48°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning Crescent

Morning sirens go off at 6:20am, and evening sirens are at 8:04pm.

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[ News Notification Thread]

jokerofcrime

[ATTENTIONS, CITIZENS. AND NEWCOMERS. AND WHOEVER ELSE MAY BE WATCHING.

DO NOT ADJUST YOUR NV'S.

Despite the fact that the world is spinning around pretty rapidly. I mean, that's kinda weird, right, but no, it's okay. Things are perfectly fine. That's just a roulette wheel.

Why is an NV on a roulette well? Well... It's attached to a cat who is currently on a roulette wheel and that is a very long story. If you listen closely, you can hear him yelling and throwing a hissy fit. He is just not happy right now. And all that jarring movement makes it hard to see what's going on.

And then it stops, but since the NV is on Meowth's wrists and he's currently dizzily trying to get his bearings.]

What's th' big idea, wise guy?

You're cheatin', that's what. [Some voice offscreen. Meowth begins flailing his arms, which means YAY SEIZURE VISION.]

WHO YOU CALLIN' A CHEAT? [There's silent and the NV is thankfully covered up, because Meowth just crossed his arms. No more nausea vision, but you can still hear.] But if youse guys just hand me my winnin's, I won't tell nobody what a buncha lousy poker players you are.

[Except he just told the entire network.

Oops.

A half second later, there's more screaming, blurred images, and a sudden thud. And then darkness. But not silence.]

AND STAY OUT, YOU MANGY CAT.

[....Yeah, Meowth's just gotten thrown out on his face. He clambers to his feet and shouts.] YEAH?! Well, you're a establishment's a joke, you lamebrains!

[Annnd that sound is someone getting smacked in the face with a large bag of singles.

And then the feed times out.]

gaveherwings

[A young doctor stands on a condominium balcony, overlooking a stretch of greenery and collegiate buildings that is SPU campus and Versaid Lake Park behind it, with a hazy view of the southern shore and Missionsworth lighthouse in the far distance.]

I should just... go by another name, the next time I attend a flying race. The Daedalus teasing has been too over-played. Well flown, participants- I saw a few of you there. It's nice to see newcomers taking part in these city festivals.

From an afternoon well spent out of doors yesterday, I can definitely confirm that "spring has sprung", as the saying goes? It certainly feels like the season's coming into its prime. Pollen count is expected to be astronomical over the next few weeks, my colleagues have been telling me. (I suppose that's why it feels like I have a continual coating of dust in my eyes, every time I step outside.)

That said, it's high time I've made the usual reminder, that the Newcomer Clinic is open daily to help with allergy-related symptoms, and a prescription might make for easier health coverage than seeking over-the-counter Seronex pharmacy brand relief. Schedule an appointment- (ask for Dr. Yumeno, if it's me you'd like to see) and it's also a good idea to keep with general check ups too, so that we have your medical records and an emergency contact on file, in case the hospitals need to know the best way to treat you- we'll know exactly what you'd like us to be able to release by waiver, to help them find the best treatment.

The interaction of powers can create all sorts of unanticipated medical complications. I see these arise nearly every day at the hospital, when doctors and patients are not in good communication. So it's best we doctors are made well aware of them beforehand. If there is any doubt in sharing personal information, (and I do understand that abilities and unusual biology can be a sensitive subject) please remember that we're required by law to keep confidence.

Community Center Clinic Hours are being extended to 6pm, with the sunset sirens coming later. We are still looking for a few new volunteers, people with trained medical or 'healing' experience, to help with keeping things running. I'd be happy to write job recommendations, or put forth a good word at Skye, for those who work with us.

scienceshow

[Szayel's been pretty quiet since the trial ended; not hard to see why, as even he sees the sense in keeping a low profile after all that. Still, the residents of Nueva Las Noches are the first to know that something is up, when there's a loud thump in his room, followed by a shrill shriek that could only belong to the pink haired mad genius. There's a lot more thumping, awkward sounding, like someone's limping around...]

[...and this is the point the rest of the port gets to see why. The screen comes on the NVs, half dark, though if one squints, they could see kitten teeth against the screen. The other half of it shows a very good view of Szayel limping around, holding his crotch in pain.]

[Clearly, someone got a morning introduction to kitten claws in the worst way possible.]

Bad! Give that--!

[The screen is jostled about as the kitten shoots away from Szayel, and finally comes back into normal focus, up above the scientist. He let out an enraged noise, practically flailing.]

LUPPI! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN TEACHING MY CHILDREN IN MY ABSENCE!?!

student_of_impossibility

[ The feed turns on to show Tavi leaning thoughtfully against a fence--he's out in Sector 7, looking at a farm. There's some cows in the immediate shot; in the background the farmhouse is visible, and somewhere the sound of a chicken as well as the lowing of the cows can be heard. ]

People miss their homes--that seems almost universal. [ He won't say exclusively. ]

It's just funny, the things that make you miss it. The odd word or face you think you remember, maybe a conversation you've seen before. Or just watching people go by and remembering seeing that kind of [ body language ] way they act.

People are people, I guess. Some days it just... is more noticeable than others.

I don't know how other people deal with it.

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[ After lunch, Tavi's left the farm areas and is in the woods. Now in a Roman tunic and medieval leggings, he's running himself through a series of sword-work exercises. The longblade in his hand is live steel, expertly crafted.

His movement is just as expert; though his eyes are somehow distant, his face is calm, determined. It's a picture entirely unlike the usually cheerful, earnest, otherwise normal boy he presents most of the time.

Surprising him may be dangerous for the unwary. ]

fridgetothefire

Siren's Port -

I regret to inform you that Winifred Burkle is missing. She hasn't come to work, and there's no response to her NV. However, I understand that it's not uncommon for newcomers to vanish and reappear. I'll be keeping her room mostly as it is for the foreseeable future, in hope of her return. If anyone who was close to her wishes to take possession of some of her effects until then, feel free to contact me.

She's left the hotel to me, and it will remain open. We still have several empty rooms, if people need a place to stay. Additionally, I'd like to contact someone with expertise in Port property law; any recommendations on that score would be much appreciated.

Sincerely,
Madeleine Strauss

[Locked jointly to Griffin, Kitty, and any other hotel residents.]

You've probably seen me at the front desk a few times in the last week or two. Sad though the circumstances are, it seems like it's time for a formal introduction: my name is Madeleine, but please do call me Maddy. I'd like to keep things running as smoothly as possible while Fred's gone. I'll still be working at reception as well as handling managerial duties for now, so it's easy to find me. If you have any problems with the rooms that need to be addressed, send them to me, and I'll make sure it's taken care of. Thank you.