Oдин / Video // Aпрель 8

[ferroustigmata]

[Good morning, Death City! Have an injured, unfamiliar teenager on your network this morning!]

I have a few questions.

[Gee, someone sure is to the point.]

First of all: Why do the sun and moon have faces?

[This, ladies and gentlemen, is the kind irritability that comes up when you don't get a good night's sleep. He would have a hard enough time just trying to get asleep considering that yesterday he showed up in a place half-way across the world (as far as he knows) instantaneously without any warning and a barely comprehensible excuse. But the feeling that someone was watching him a little too intently all night sealed the deal, and now Sasha is functioning on the half-hour of sleep he managed to get right before dawn.]

Second: Why is everything around here named so morbidly?

I know America is supposed to be the land of the backward, but could you at least tone it down for the newcomers? Sudden spacial displacement is jarring enough to begin with, trust me.

Third...

[He lets out a disheartened sigh.]

I'm trying to get to the clinic to get some stitches looked at. Two sets of conflicting directions have led me to...[He looks over his shoulder, and continues flatly:] "Death City Heights". [He turns back to the communicator.] So if someone could show me there, I'd appreciate it.

[The request is followed by a long, awkward silence of staring blankly at the communicator, then finally he mutters:]

Я говорю с зеркалом.

[And that's when his message ends.]

[OOC: Translations of Russian can always be found by hovering over the text!]

Video // April 8th

[itsalright]

...I never knew just how frightening and real this war was before now. I'm sorry I couldn't have been more useful to anyone during that tough time... and I'm sorry for those who have gotten injured and those who might have lost anyone precious to them. [He's not entirely sure if anyone has really died or anything like that but seeing how destroyed the streets were... it wouldn't surprise him if someone had.]

Please don't hesitate to ask me if you need someone to do something for you, or if you need someone to keep you company, to be there for you.

I want to help, in anyway I can.

Audio ☆ Backdated to April 6th ☆ Morning

[mieru_mienai]

[Filtered to Atem]

[Under normal circumstances Yuugi would be using text, but circumstances are obviously not normal. He's in a rush, therefore, Atem is privy to the tense and even panicked edge to his voice, feelings that Yuugi wants to hide from him but can't right now because of everything that's happened.

He should've done this yesterday, the moment they got back from the mission! What kind of partner... Damn.]

Hey! Are you okay?

First Blink | Text | April 8th

[adun_toridas]

[Absolutely no time had passed in Zeratul’s own universe, but he’d arrived back in Death City last night to find he’d missed three days. Judging by the state of the city and the ruins of the Bazaar off in the desert, he’d missed more than that. Worse yet, every attempt he’d made at communicating with any of Shibusen’s agents near the Kishin Chamber had failed miserably, and he was forced to find another way to communicate. Using the text function of his tiny mirror device was frustrating, but it served its purpose. Before long, though, he knew he was going to need more help than that.]

Adun toridas. I have been absent from the city for several days, and it seems as if BREW has altered my capabilities. While I could speak before, I am no longer able, so I must rely on this device to contact any of you. If anyone capable is willing, I need to confirm that I am still a Meister. I suspect that is no longer the case, but must find out as quickly as possible. 

[Private to Tassadar]

I require your assistance, my friend. 

April 8, 2010 - Thursday

[pedo_sun]

[So what does the city look like 3 days after the attack? Stay tuned; people should have figured out enough things by now to put together coherent reports.

Temperatures for today will be 75/49F (24/9C). Still clear! The Sun hopes that the newcomers don't take the current bedraggled state of the city to be the norm; it's usually a lot more dignified than this!]