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[Oh that is a really hideous sweatshirt you have on Lisbeth. But that's not the most distracting thing - an eyepatch currently covers her left eye. She's smoking as usual even though her doctor said not to. Fuck you, doctor.]

I heard you were all lost without me.

( extremely, expertly, tremendously encrypted to everyone but Jesse )

news feed; Saturday, June 30th 2012

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Saturday, June 30th 2012

Weather Mostly cloudy. A few showers likely. High 18°C and a low of 14°C (64deg;F/57°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waxing Gibbous

Morning sirens go off at 5:16am, and evening sirens are at 9:16pm.

News & Advertisements

- Three Day Weekend Ahead!
The Port prepares for its annual Canada Day celebrations, which include a parade on Sunday, ½ price admission at the McKinley Zoo & Aquarium, Free Rides for kids 12 & under all weekend at the Underground Mall’s North Point Carnival, and many other local celebratory events! Because of numerous injuries and causalties darkness attacks in previous years’ celebrations, Governor Townshed has passed a strict ordinance that no fireworks are to be set off this year after 1st evening siren.

Sunday also marks the first year of the Governor’s term in office. Astrid Keelson, one of Townshed’s vocal critics and President of the Underground Mall Clubs Association, commented that this fireworks ban is “A perfect example of what a penny pinching, dreary, number-crunching dullard our elected man in office is. What’s Canada Day without a little fun and excitement? Most of us are safe behind proofed windows anyway- if some idiots want to set off firecrackers and enrage the monsters? Let them do it.”

She is launching an initiative to throw a big bash at the Mall, and encourages locals to come out and enjoy the weekend. Security teams have doubled since last Saturday’s darkness scare at Club Twins and the Crest, and entertainment promises to be top notch.


-Violet Systems Open House - Want to learn more about the gears and cogs behind this innovative newcomer company? Interested in how it is to be working with the team without having to go through an interview? Curious about those slides they've installed through the building? Drop by the Violet Systems building in Sector 2 and enjoy a guided tour courtesy of Mr. Lee Chaolan and his staff. Refreshments and small snacks will be served at the showroom throughout the day.

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〈oo5〉⁂〈accidental video ⇢ foward dated to 7/1〉

[rainprism]

[Dust. Lots and lots of dust. Several minutes of silence fill the feed. There has been an accidental activation of the video function, and for those first crucial moments, all that can be seen is billowing curtains of dust falling and settling around the NV, which is stationary on the ground.

Gradually, a close silhouette appears -- a long, shapeless lump on the ground to begin with ... until the last bits of dust clear away. The details come into focus. It's probably a white sleeve, but it's ripped, snagged, and slightly stained by the dark orange dust. And there's more -- a hand at the end of that sleeve, partially covered by fingerless gloves, palm down in that dust.

Labored breathing crescendos into range of the NV's microphone soon thereafter, and it isn't long before movement rocks the arm in an unstable to-and-fro motion. The person this arm belongs to ... is coming around.]

Nnnh ... !

[... Albeit painfully. When Aqua plowed into the baseball diamond the first time, there'd been the buffer of her armor to soften the blow. This time, she's taken the full brunt of the impact. But not unlike her first collision into Siren's Port, her recovery curve is rising sharply -- not long after the groan, a green light sets the recording NV out of focus for a moment and a musical trill sounds the casting of a Curaga spell. That arm is bathed in curative magic, and her hand closes around a fistful of dirt before the process of pushing herself into an upright position begins. The move is riddled with pauses and small gasps as sore spots are identified, but she somehow manages to maneuver herself into side-sitting, knees together and bent at an angle, the metallic accents of her boots clicking together as her ankles cross.

At first, the lens of the NV only captures this much; Her neatly folded legs. But her elbows soon find her knees and her face is promptly buried in her hands. The high noon sun has effectively stunned her, and she remains steadfastly in this position ... presumably, to get her bearings.]

Home ...

[The feed continues in this manner. A blue-haired young woman none the wiser to her in-progress broadcast, hiding her eyes like a child, coping with lingering aches, and whispering something with each carefully measured exhalation ... over and over, rhythmically.]

... Home ...

[The light of day is dizzying after a decade of nothing but darkness.]

Home.