directorestheim: (ℋø℘ℯ✧ it happened all too fast)
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For those acquainted with her, Sakura Kinomoto has returned home.

[There's a pause. He's waited a good amount of time to say that for sure, mostly because lots of people tended to disappear for a little while and then reappear again, and he had wanted to take that into account.

Now, though... He just doesn't have the time to keep up with it along with the rest of his work, and he doesn't want the cafe to go under when Sakura had kept his things while he had been gone from the Port for that half year.]


She had been meaning offer jobs at the Cats Eye Cafe, thus I'm going to do so in her stead. It was delayed for a while since there didn't seem to be a good time, and while a perfect time may have yet to appear, the Cafe is looking for new waiters, waitresses, and a management position.
directorestheim: (ℋø℘ℯ✧ I discovered something)
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[The video's panning in a darkened room filled with the slight glows and hums of electronics, none of which look like what can be found around the Port anymore. In fact, at the edge of the screen, rather than a computer and keyboard, there looks to be a completely holographic interface and screen displaying words that didn't look like English at all.

The camera is set firmly in front of what looked like a cleared desk.]


I'm looking for materials... minerals, ores, chemicals, and the such; that people might have brought with them to the Port either by accident or might now be trash to them.

Particularly, my search is for a specific ore that can do this--

[As a demonstration, a coin is tossed at the table. Rather than hitting the surface and clattering around, though, it bounces just the slightest in midair several inches off the surface of the desk, its decent slowing noticeably until it comes to a gentle rest on top of the table without so much as a sound.]

--without allowing the object to fall. [And in before someone suggests giant magnets.] Also without detrimental effect to devices that it may be used within.

I'm uncertain whether such a thing exists here, but... [But two months of being a busy bee and he's barely been able to recreate some computers, devices, and a prototype of a weak anti-grav safety net? Not good enough.] If there is anything that you have seen around the Port that seems strange or unusual technologically, please let me know.
directorestheim: (ℋø℘ℯ✧ after you)
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This place feels like a dream I've returned to.

[The video is focused on the buildings around the baseball field, including the Newcomer Apartments. The feed is steady, steady enough to almost feel like it was on a tripod before it turns at a sharp angle because, nope, someone's actually holding it.]

It doesn't feel like this place has changed at all. Or maybe it has. But I'd reckon more things have changed for me than Siren's Port.

I'm- [He pauses for a moment. Director seemed superfluous without the Academy there, and all his other titles were only for the Academy's sake.] Hope Estheim. I don't know how long it's been since I was last here, but for me...

It's been twelve years.

[Hey, finally, he moves the camera so that it's actually focused on him.]

I don't suppose there is an Alyssa Zaidelle here.

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