sirenspull | September 18th, 2012

September 18th, 2012

[Lea is still going by Axel, and has made sure to meticulously draw those now-missing tattoos on his face. Really, nobody would be able to tell anything had changed at all! Just as planned. He makes a sweeping gesture with one hand.]

Sheesh, inexplicably lose four days and look what happens: the technology all goes haywire. Glad things seem to have gone back to normal--I can only take so much sass from my NV, you know?

[He grins impishly then.] So. Who missed me? Be honest~ [And then he rubs his neck a bit awkwardly.] Seriously, though, I didn't mean to just up and disappear like that. Never know what to expect around this place, am I right?

[A disconcerted face then.] I just hope this doesn't come out of my paid vacation time at work. I was saving that.

( [Private Text to Xigbar] )

[[just a catch-all for anybody who didn't have time to tag into the log or whatever but wanted to harass Axel for disappearing. Friends, he would have sent you a message beforehand to let you know he wasn't dead and all, but if you wanted to heckle him in public feel free.]]

inamartiniglass

The weather is delightfully turning colder. Fall has always been my favorite season. But I'm here to take suggestions for what you'd like to see the community center do - events, fundraisers, or classes alike.

Also, if anyone needs their finances to be straightened, I'll be willing to help. I've missed numbers and balancing checkbooks other than my own.

[private to raul]

I need to speak with you.

gavesugar

[When the screen flicks to life, the only thing in sight is a carpet - and the only sound a rhythmic ding that sounds like a buckyball hitting the bottom of a trashcan. The screen jostles about as Sheila seizes her NV and then throws herself behind her desk. You're then treated to a side-view of Sheila's face and the rips, tears, and smudges marring her business suit.]

Back with thee, foul demon!

[The view shifts to reveal an electric propulsive perpetual motion machine rocking crazily back and forth, launching an arsenal of buckyballs on every outswing! Sheila puts down her NV.]

Is there no way to cease this foolishness?!

[Grabbing a dictionary, Sheila ducks behind it and reaches wildly for the cord...only to trip and step on her NV, shutting it off. Responses shall come a few moments later.]

capax_infiniti

[No pomp, no fanfare, nothing. Just a crisp and steady video.]

Greetings. It seems that a certain few have learned of my "return" as it were... and so I felt it wise to make a statement to remove all plausible doubt in such a thing.

There is little doubt in my mind that most people may not remember, and that's more than acceptible. After all, that was quite some time ago, and one could say I'm a different man... literally as well as figuratively. There is little reason to dwell on the past, after all. Moving forward to the future is essential... [his arms raise, hands clenching into fists a bit dramatically]

I'm certain some people will wish to speak with me... of course, if they're not being detained by others who let their fears rule them. I have no reason for aggression unless provoked. You're more than welcome to address me in whatever fashion you desire.

Ramadas will handle all of your NV-related communications. Finding me won't prove difficult, if you're capable.

[An almost pleasant smile, before the video ends.]

veryuseful

[Although Sharon has been in the Port for a while she has only just gotten around to working this strange device for mass communication. Behold! The dainty smile of one Sharon Rainsworth, mostly on center. She's an all around small thing and dolled up in a very fancy Victorian dress.]

Hello. I apologize for taking up your time with such small talk but I've been dreadful at going out and meeting new people. Aha, if you can call this going out. It's an interesting little device, no? The technology of this land never ceases to surprise me! It's so different than what I am used to. I've become particularly taken with the device called a television. There are so many interesting stories, I could hardly tear myself away-

Oh! [A gloved hand rises to rest on her cheek in a worried expression. Luckily, she didn't get hit with all that techno rebellion or she would have a whole different opinion on it.]

Here I am going on and on about such silly things and I haven't even introduced myself. How rude of me! I am Sharon Rainsworth and it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Potentially make your acquaintance? I am going to have to practice at this.

Well, either way, I hope we can be good friends. Maybe even enjoy a chat over tea later and talk about things! That would be wonderful. Taa taa for now!

[She sounds frighteningly chipper like a kid who is trying to hold back their excitement from getting presents early. The entire rambling ordeal is spoken just a tad too fast giving her away despite all the polite speech.

Sharon waves cutely at the screen and only fumbles for a second before turning off the feed.]

jokesonthem

[It's been two weeks since Reim arrived, and he's sort of vaguely managed to settle in. Which means the opportunity has arisen to dive headfirst into Modern Technology that will confuse him greatly, of course. At least he knows which way to hold the NV, as he addresses it politely,]

Hello, [beat] city. I've recently arrived, and from a place very much unlike this one, so please excuse my ignorance of proper procedure when I ask-

How would one go about learning to drive a car? Could someone-- if it isn't too much, that is, lessons would be... appreciated. Although I'm afraid I don't have any experience whatsoever.

[Pause. He makes a face.]

Well. I've driven a tank, but...

[But we don't talk about Tank Day. Reim taps his fingers thoughtfully before adding, brightly,]

I am also interested in obtaining some work.

[He gives the NV a little smile, the perfect, practiced smile of a professional who knows when to be extra nice.]

Of course, any assistance will-- BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP [--be interrupted by the very sudden sound of an alarm going off on his NV (accidentally set without his knowledge, oops), which makes him shout and drop the thing--it lands on his toes, he yelps again, and it turns itself off when it hits the floor.

Flawless first impressions.]