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[The feed opens to the huge, close-up view of a black nose, and the overly loud snuffling of a dog who's found something interesting to play with. There's the briefest glimpse of brown fur and lively brown eyes, before a pink, wet tongue is licking at the face of the communication mirror, and teeth would have followed next if the dog's owner hadn't noticed his hapless communicator being savaged.

There's a cry of dismay--] Ah, no, don't do that! [--and then the quick turn of a tail--if it's even recognizable through the slime covering the video feed. Vague, blurry shapes, and then a flesh-and-blond blob, as Kurapika gingerly picks up the slobbered device with his fingertips.]

... Gross.

[The feed blacks out, but the audio stays--footsteps, running water, then squeaking and the muffled sound of cloth rubbing over glass. Intermittent flashes of light, until the picture is restored to its normal clarity, and Kurapika blinks at the camera as he finally notices that the video's been turned on.

He glances at something off the screen--throwing the culprit a look that's half-exasperated, half-affectionate--before turning his full attention back to the broadcast.]

Might as well. [The blond exhales audibly, sounding almost nostalgic. When was the last time he'd made a post without meaning to?]

Hello. I'll cut to the chase: the clinic might be in trouble. We've been steadily losing medics with healing abilities, and--even Yuuri's been returned. [His expression doesn't change as he mentions this latest loss. Maybe he's already desensitized to it.] Supply and inventory is fine; I took over after Doctor Watson left. I trained under him, and with Doctor Kimishima, but-- [He stops, hesitates, clearly unwilling to continue. He shakes his head after another moment.] I'd feel better if we had medics and doctors with actual experience. If you don't have experience, volunteer, anyway. It's a good position for those who can't fight but would like to help. Working hours are flexible, and you'll be paid. As for training... There's nobody left who's qualified enough to give instruction, so I'd much rather ask Shibusen for lessons if anyone needs it.

[Kurapika pauses to think. Is there anything else he needs to mention? The dog from earlier takes advantage of his distraction to poke at his side, and he absentmindedly reaches a hand over to scratch behind its ears. After a few more seconds with nothing forthcoming, he sighs again, morosely this time.]

What am I still doing here, seriously...

[The last is said in a low mutter, not really meant to be heard by anyone. Or maybe he's talking to his dog.]

oblivious_klutz

Since I don't have a partner at the moment, I figured I could help in other ways, like this gardening idea! We didn't really have much in the way of plants and crops in Sylvarant, because they were withering and dying. So, I think this will be a wonderful chance to grow some here!

Oh. And I was kind of curious after talking to Kaworu, I think it was, but, what were Angels like for you guys back home? His seemed quite different from the one I knew.

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Also, I know you only recently got here again, but I'd like to catch up if you're up for it, Fuuka. You too, Mister D! I hope you're getting along okay with Kratos now, Lloyd?

conjecture_this

Resonance is an intriguing process as well as experience. I am glad to have had the opportunity to experience such.

[She pauses, looking thoughtful a moment.]

If I may, I wish to offer a theory. Perhaps part of why we may be brought here, aside from being of use to BREW, is for such new experiences. Is it not an often held ideal that experience leads to personal growth and learning?
I believe in this instance, that is how I shall view the processes I have so far experienced. Is my theory sound?

I have likewise been participating in some processes known as 'recreation' or 'down time'. I have found myself confused by--

[She flips through a pad of paper here. Yes, she did make a list.]

Shopping. While some of the stores are intriguing, there is nothing particularly recreational to the process. I fear I do not fully grasp the ideal and that it might lay outside the bounds of my conjecture.

May I ask for the assistance of another to explain this particular process?

vintage_magic

[While it’s only been three days since Lily disappeared, it’s been nearly a month by her reckoning. The witch’s weeks in San Francisco had been busy: tying up loose ends with the demon at the School of Fine Arts, starting lessons with the male witch Aidan Rhodes, and getting involved in another murder investigation when Inspector Romero asked her to consult on the bizarre death of Malachi Zazi. The leader of the Serpentarian Society had been found dead on the dining table of his 13th floor penthouse, stabbed with a shard from a broken mirror and surrounded by bad luck symbols the morning after one of the rationalist society’s midnight dinner parties.]

[The following days were complicated by devil worshipers, a disappearing corpse, and evil witches. Snakes kept coming up, too. And then there was the hex left on Bronwyn’s doorstep. That led to arguments with Lily’s friends over her meddling. And she had broken up with Max since he couldn’t accept her being a witch. Most of her few friends were angry with her but she couldn’t just drop the investigation as they wanted her to. Not after Bronwyn had been threatened.]

[And—despite some hesitation—that was why Lily ended up in her kitchen, brewing the Living Things in You spell to force a conclusion to the case. If it worked as she intended, Malachi’s killer would feel the uncomfortable sensation of a snake wriggling around inside their body, possibly be driven temporarily insane, and give their identity away.]

[But as always, BREW had wonderful timing and chose to bring her back to Death City mid-spell. Eyes closed in concentration and focused on her task, Lily fails to notice when the scene shifts from her San Francisco kitchen. Or when her rarely used communicator falls to the floor and turns on. It lands propped up against a wall, giving an oddly angled view of the kitchen in one of the Creeping Crypt apartments.]

[There’s a thirtyish woman in a black dress. In one hand, she holds a featureless doll of black wax, dripping with some red substance. In the other, there’s a small glass bottle—is that tabasco sauce? Eyes still closed, she mumbles a chant. It might have sounded more ominous if it weren’t for her Texas twang.]

What is evil and death is nigh, take this poppet through and through
As serpents twist on high, so the snakes shall live in you

[She reaches out to a cauldron on the stove and drops the crude wax figure in. There’s no bubbling up or cloud of steam as she expects, just a dull thud as the poppet hits the bottom of the pot. She blinks in confusion as she peers inside.]

What in tarnation? [Her expression goes from one of confusion to disbelief and the sauce bottle slips from her fingers to join the wax doll at the bottom of the cold cauldron. Lily had been finding it more difficult to cast lately, probably due to that hex Renna told her about, but the contents of an entire cauldron disappearing on her was a first. She blows out an exasperated breath.] What happened to my brew? I have a murderer to catch. [As if her week hadn’t already been bad enough…]

[Lily’s eyes fall to her Book of Shadows lying closed on the counter. It should have been open to the spell. She grips the red leather-bound volume as she looks around and frowns when she realizes there’s a much more troubling fact.] …This isn’t my kitchen. [It definitely isn’t the one in her apartment above Aunt Cora’s Closet. Yet, it seems vaguely familiar somehow. And her goblin—or should it be gargoyle?—familiar is nowhere in sight.] Oscar? [No answer.]

[Her head feels muddled too although it’s not quite the usual hangover feeling she gets after casting a strong spell. Letting go of the spellbook and rubbing at her temples, Lily wishes she had some willow bark tea. She mutters to herself…] What in the Sam Hill is going on here?

[OOC: Lily is back from a canon update after having disappeared on the 13th and doesn’t remember everything yet although she will eventually. And yes, she actually learned that snake spell in the novels. But obviously, it does not work here!]

lezard_valeth

[A pair of eyes are looking through the device, but quickly note that this object is recording.]

Ha! It functions! While similar to a scrying orb, it cannot divine that which was or what shall be. Oh, what a shame, but it will have to do.

[And the mirror is laid on a surface - propped atop a chair perhaps - revealing the rest of him. Glove-covered fingers adjust the gold-framed glasses rested atop his nose as his lips twitch into a grin.]

Well good morning, nonetheless. I am Lezard Valeth, one of your 'Weapons' in this aptly-named city. It is a pleasure to be thrust into another world filled with lowly beasts all-too-eager to feast upon the souls of man. You could say I've ample experience in dealing with such creatures... [And he enjoys a short fit of laughter with a further thought.] How amusing would it be were I inconvenienced with homesickness!?

[A devil-may-care shrug here.] Ah, but I digress. I seek a Meister with which to begin my participation in this campaign. My alternate form is that of a tome, but what function it serves must be further explored... Soul Resonance would undoubtedly be the key.

As for requirements, hm. [A hand to the chin.] To resonate with a woman may yield stronger results... though, I suppose I shall make exceptions for a better-fitting candidate.

And so my search begins. I look forward to meeting each and every one of you. [He dipped into a theatrical bow, and the feed ends.]

conjecture_this

I have heard some refer to this idea of 'down time'. Or perhaps the time between missions or other responsibilities.

While I am familiar with the theory of leisure and the process of such, my ideals of leisure may be different than others. In this regard, I would like to inquire as to the theories others may have on what to do during 'down time' here in the city.

[Nagi pauses here to carefully tug at one of her curled forelocks of hair, look thoughtful.]

Likewise I would like to know more of the theory of resonance. I have yet to find a partner and simply wish to learn more about the process of the art, if I may.

megitsune

[The video feed comes on to the office Megumi has now occupied in the General Hospital. You can see tatami flooring and a pot simmering on a hot plate. A timer dings in the background and there is the sound of her speaking:]

This is ridiculous. What is the need for all of these papers, I'm up to my ears in them. Taking the time to fill them all out takes time away from where we should be-- the patient's bedside. And why is this "medical board" having us perform so many tests on each patient even when the diagnosis is already clear? No one gets better from running all of these unnecessary tests, but we have to bill them anyway. It's a waste of time and money-- ours and the patients'.

[A man's voice can be heard, it's an NPC supervisor] That's not my concern, Doctor Tanaka. Fill out the files or-- do what the rest of them do, get yourself an assistant and make them do it. I don't care, just get it done. Good day.

[The door closes and Megumi turns around and shuffles back towards where the communicator is. She can be heard cracking an egg into a bowl and muttering something that sounds very much like:]

It's Takani, you stupid ass.

[She cracks another egg for her tamagoyaki, and that's when she notices the mirror was on that whole time.]

Hmph. Figures.

If you are out there, and you're injured-- and I know there are many of you after all of that. Come to the clinic at the hospital tonight or tomorrow. I won't give you the same nonsense or run-around that they are recommending us to. It's my job to get you well and back home.

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conjecture_this

It seems somehow inappropriate to speak of things other than the current events within the city. I have kept my silence until now in respect to these more important matters.

[Sure, she's dealt with big bugs before but those weren't connected to witches. Just to a god. Or a demon, however you chose to see him.]

However, I am not used to fighting without a partner. While my partners at home are not similar to Weapons, they are an indispensable part of my fighting style. I had taken this for granted perhaps and had not theorized on my fighting ability without their assistance.

On some level, I feel I must apologize for my lack of preparation. Yet I do understand this was not something I could be prepared for. And while I should like to aid with rescue attempts, I cannot reconcile my lack of ability and the possible danger I might bring to my fellow rescuers if I were to come. I conjecture that this is the advice my own Master would have given me as well.

[The teenager opens her mouth a little to say something else, then she merely nods.]

Forgive me for selfish actions and words in times of need such as these. I can only offer hope that I may be more befitting of the role of a Summoner in future times of need.

[TL;DR, Nagi can only do so much with a kodachi and doesn't wish to be in the way of things. Also apologizing for not being the protector she ought to be.]

timelessummoner

[When Raidou's pale face appears on the screen, you can easily tell something is wrong. But not because he's acting insane or detached or anything of the sort.

No, he looks frightened.]

Someone-- please help me find Alucard-san. Quickly.

If... if anyone finds him, do not leave him alone until I get there.

Alucard-san, if you see this... Wait for me. Please.

[The feed cuts off there.]

[ooc: This post happens after he gets Alucard's message. Keep him from panicking?]

conjecture_this

[For a moment, it's all concentration. When the video flips on finally, it's a long time before the face in the video seems to acknowledge it working. And when she does, it's with a little start.]

This mirror...

[She turns the Communicator one way and then another carefully, her brow furrows beneath dark bangs.]

In theory, it is meant to be used as a 'communicator' of some sort? I'm not sure I thoroughly understand what is meant by this idea of a communicator. I further theorize it is a means of speaking with other individuals but I have no way to know for certain. It is a rather new idea to me and not within the current boundaries of my conjecture.

[That mouthful said, the teenager's brow furrows further.]

I wish to ask a question, if I may. While this change has been swift and I'm still confused, I wonder... what happens to the possessions we arrive with? We are stripped of them, yes. Where do they then go? I had several tubes - silver, bearing a green glow within them. In theory others may not know what they are and they will not open for them. It is imperative that I know what became of them.

[This is what she hasn't cared for since the beginning of this experience. Her Pixie, her other demons... what had become of them? Had she let them down somehow?]

soul_mods

Seems it's still needed. Don't mind us.

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February 23rd, 2010

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