Siren's Pull

[It's been a while, Siren's Port. Finn's been keeping pretty quiet as far as the network goes, lately. You know, personal things that are better kept to himself]

It's funny, you know? When I first found out that Santana was gone, it wasn't really any big deal or anything, because it's not like I saw much of her while she was here, even though we lived together. I mean, it was a big deal because she's my friend but-- Anyway, now that it's been a bit, it's getting a little more, I don't know, noticeable?

[He pauses to gather his thoughts. He's gotten a little off track]

That's not really-- There's something that Santana was doing while she was here. She was singing for donations, and giving the money to a good cause. She did it for Lent, you know, giving up her time and stuff, and while Lent ended a bit ago, I thought it would be a good idea to keep doing it.

To anyone who wants to help -- not just people who can sing and dance and stuff. Just anyone who wants to help -- I'm going to be outside the performing arts theater building starting tomorrow. I'll be there all afternoon. And unless anyone has any better ideas, I'd like to keep putting any money we possibly get toward a fund for GLBTQ youths.

[When the feed turns on, Finn looks a little more somber than he had during his other network posts. Spending a few months home, thinking you're free, just to be dragged back here will do that to a person, he'd guess. He's sitting outside, just outside of the apartment where he hopes he's still staying with Santana and Quinn. It's starting to get a little darker outside, but the sirens haven't gone off yet. He's still got time to get inside. It's not like he's trying to get himself killed in by Darkness monsters or anything. He's a little depressed, but not like that.

Finn's actually about to just shut off the feed and, you know, forget he ever started this whole thing. But he's actually going to make this post worth his own time or... something] It kinda sucks that I think I like it better here right now.




ooc;; This is backdated to not long before evening Sirens go off. He's also back a day early because I came back from my out of town-ness a day earlier. Now you're all caught up :3

So, does it snow like that here often? 'Cause, I mean, if it does, then I guess I could be a little better prepared, you know? Warm clothes and stuff. Probably could stock up on food too. [That last bit is sort of mumbled to himself]

Speaking of clothes and food and stuff -- plus, I don't wanna be a freeloader too much longer -- I think it's probably time I got a job or something. This is probably gonna sound stupid to some people, but I'm not even sure where to start looking. I mean, I'm not even really sure what I'm good at, as far as job skills and things go. Well, I know what I'm good at and everything, I'm just not really sure how it would apply or anything.

[He lays the NV on his bed next to him, so it's just pointed up toward the ceiling now. It's not a bad ceiling. Finn's spent a lot of time looking at it]

I feel sorta useless and changing that would be kinda nice.