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[Since Yuuri's disappearance, Wolfram has been keeping to himself. Mostly. He does still attend morning practice and he is actively looking for a job, but...

He isn't his usual confident self.]

I don't see the point of me remaining in the city. I would be of more use back in Shin Makoku.

[But it isn't up to him. He doesn't have control over anything it seems.]

If there are no available Weapons attuned to fire, I want to at least become employed. I thought about taking over Yuuri's position at the clinic, but I would require training.

[Not that it would take much. He just isn't that interested in patching people up.]

I am well-read [in demon literature] and I can use a number of weapons - though I prefer a sword.

If the city possesses some sort of police force... [He isn't sure about the name.] I have the qualities necessary to become apart of it.

Yet I wouldn't be opposed to working in a library or in some sort of research capacity either.

[Wolfram pauses, scowling tiredly at the screen before he adds:]

I won't fight for those who control this city. They're too cruel.

bielefeld

I've seen enough Meister and Weapon pairs by now to understand how that bond works.

[Wolfram looks like he is fresh from the shower - or perhaps a bath. Damp tendrils of blonde hair cling to his cheeks and his neck until he brushes them back.]

I believe I am a Meister, though, without a Weapon, I can hardly know the full extent of my abilities. Therefore...

[He sits back, revealing that his shirt isn't quite buttoned up. There is a nice V of skin visible at the base of his neck.]

I am looking for a Weapon. [Pausing, he changes positions, laying on his side on a...bed. Yet his expression doesn't change. He still looks, at best, mildly curious.]

While I was in Shin Makoku, I was trained as a soldier. I even recruited my own army. In terms of battle, I am experienced. I promise you that if you are my Weapon, I will defend you.

onehanded

[When the video feed comes on, it reveals, first, a shock of silvery-white hair, then wide, curious eyes, and finally, a slowly spreading smirk on the face of the man holding the mirror communicator]

While I'm absolutely flattered that I've been chosen to fight in this war- [The sarcastic edge to Lyon's voice is completely audible, and he pauses a long moment, looking as if he's about to either sigh or roll his eyes] -my skills are indeed needed elsewhere for other, important purposes.

[Another pause, and this time he really does sigh]

Ah, but I suppose I can help to some extent, being as powerful as I am. [If it means this will be over quicker and he can return home at least, although that isn't the only reason. Funny how he nearly makes it seem like he's here by choice and would be able to leave if he so pleased, which is, undeniably, false]

Now, tell me, whoever happens to be listening to this. Does a boy by the name of Gray Fullbuster or a lovely lady named Juvia Lockser happen to be here? Or perhaps does Lamia Scale, my Guild, ring any bells? [Maybe some of the other members are here as well]

atleast80

Geez, this place really is something else.

[The person that shows up on the screen appears young, probably only in his teens. The fact that he was wearing a middle school uniform only reinforces this impression. He brings a hand up to rub behind his neck.]

How is it that a place that actually calls itself America looks even less like America than Comerica does? It's a bit of a mystery. Not to mention this whole Weapons and Meister thing...it almost makes ESP seem normal. Espers are already supposed to be an existence that pushes the laws of physics, but this is on a whole different level. [Well, it's not like he's all that bothered by that. But it was normal for new arrivals to complain, right? He'd hate to upset the status quo~.]

And morning training: does it really start that early? [He sighs.] Well, I guess it's fine for the young people here. I'll probably be sitting it out though. [He grins like someone who just said something funny that was made funnier because no one else will get the joke.] The elderly need their rest, you know.

malandragem

[Today finds Fabiola perched somewhere high, and taking a well-deserved day off from her usual activities. She raises the hand holding a thermos- coffee, because she considers herself too mature a girl for something like hot chocolate- to the camera, and then takes a sip of her coffee, preparing herself to speak. She's not as long-winded as usual today, though perhaps it's for the best, considering what she wants to ask.]

I know a lot of people have left lately, and I know some of those here are better at handling it than others. So in the interest of helping those that do not take it as well as others...

[She shifts idly, peering over her hands at the ground below and scooting backward just a little.]

How do you make yourselves feel better, Death City? What do you do in order to keep pushing forward?

heartdive

[ hope you're ready for this, Death City. you're getting a face full of Sora at the moment. ]

This place looks really cool, even if there are a bunch of stairs. Kinda looks like one giant cake.

I'm Sora! I was told I was here before, but uh... [ he rubs his nose a little here with a laugh. ] I don't really remember any of it, sorry. But if we were friends before, I'd really like to know. Just because I don't have any memories doesn't mean we aren't still friends, okay?

[ their hearts are still connected and all that fluffy jazz. Sora rests his hands behind his head, thinking. ]

So... When's that morning training again? I kinda want to find a partner really quick, if that's okay.

bielefeld

[Wolfram is stony-faced and looking none too pleased. His arms are crossed firmly over his chest and he has the air of someone who is used to answers when he demands them. Of course he has been given answers, but, really, how could those have been in the least satisfactory?]

I can only assume some form of human magic... [He says the last two words as if they are the worst things in the world. And, to him, they probably are. Oh elitism.] imprisoned me here, though I do not recall losing consciousness.

[Here, he finally looks uncomfortable. Blinking his all too feminine emerald green eyes, Wolfram sighs shallowly.]

I want to know what became of my fiancé and his... [What was Conrad again? Oh yes.] manservant.

[Damn, what names were they using? He hadn't been listening. Probably due to the overwhelming nausea. All bodies of water are clearly evil.]

My fiancé has brown hair, brown eyes and he is incredibly good looking. [Isn't he lucky?] If I have been brought here then I see no reason why he wouldn't be here as well.

[Logic...fails in Wolfram's world sometimes. Even unconscious, he believes he would somehow cling to Yuuri. Honestly...

He probably would.]

trageteas

[It's been a while since he's made a post, hasn't it? The lack of socialization doesn't usually bother him -- it's not as though other people aren't loud enough for the both of them -- but but a half a dozen of his acquaintances have left in the past few weeks, and without Roy in particular, it's becoming an overwhelming kind of quiet.

And so he turns to the network, the silly and completely unnecessary yet undeniably helpful thing, once again.]

There's not much to say on the topic that has yet to be said, but it's distressing to hear of how many people have left. At the same time, though, I'm glad to know that my acquaintances have been sent back to the places where they ought to have been the whole time, and where they are no doubt safer -- and there's no need to point out exceptions, I know very well that some of you are from warzones.

I'm growing more and more sure, however, that I myself ought to have gone home by now as well. The others from my world left so quickly that I'm sure we all were a mistake. Why send only one man here, without his family and peers, when so many others have their bands of friends?

[Is he upset about that fact? Most certainly, and his voice shakes a bit; it's not gotten any easier, knowing that the few people he truly cares about are completely out of reach.

He nearly turns the feed off after this, but remembers something, and -- well, he ought to ask now, lest he end up waiting another month before speaking to the city at large.]

It's not at all relevant, but are people here truly so casual about what you call... sexual orientation? [Because he's been reading books on the topic and they all make it sound so simple but it's actually not!!]

blue_wayfinder

[This post is almost eerily similar to her last one. Still made from the apartment she shared with Takasugi in Death City Heights except this time there was no smile on her face. In fact you could almost say there really wasn't much of an expression on her face at all. Which is just fine. She'd taken some time to compose herself before making this post, after all.]

For those who knew him, Takasugi Shinsuke has sent back by BREW.

[A short message, tone quiet and measured, and then feed ends. Or rather it does for most people.]

[ filter to: Shibusen ]

I know these apartments are supposed to be for partnered pairs only, but would it be all right if I stayed here for a little while longer? At least...[She trails off, but pushes on after a deep breath.] At least until it's certain he's not coming back. I understand if that's asking too much but... [She doesn't want to leave just yet.] I'd really appreciate it.

wordsgate

Hello there, everyone. I’m one of the new arrivals, so I thought I should introduce myself. [The man’s voice is confident, but gentle. He has the sort of voice you’d expect to hear on the radio: clear and crisp, with precise pronunciation.]

My name is Sasame. If any of you know Kei, I'm a friend of his from the same world. They told me during the tour that I’m a Weapon, so that means I need a Meister as a partner if I’ve understood everything correctly. [He pauses, then continues, for a brief moment his voice becomes serious.] I’ve been told about the situation here, and I’d like to help. I have some fighting ability, so I think I’d be useful. I’m planning on going to training every morning, so if anyone would like to practice together...I’m available.

Ah, also. [And his tone brightens again.] I was told during the tour that there were a few radio stations here? I had an advice show back home, so I have experience working on the radio. I was curious if anyone was hiring, or if any stations would be interested in letting me do my show. Actually...[Now he sounds flirtatious.] If there’s any girls who need advice, I’d be happy to listen! I’m a pro, after all.

I think that’s everything I wanted to cover. I’ve enjoyed meeting everyone here so far, and I'm looking forward to meeting everyone I haven't met yet!

withelegance

[There is another new voice in the network! The voice low and husky, making it difficult to tell whether it belonged to a man or woman]

The wind is getting stormy. [And then there is a short pause. Haruka waits to see whether there will be the proper reply to this code. But the lack of it confirms Haruka's earlier assumption that Michiru hadn't arrived to Death City yet.]

Oh, so it is 27th of January already in this world? I don't think I could have asked more unnerving and inconvenient birthday present that being kidnapped to a place like this. [An irritated sigh.]

Well anyway. Would anyone be up for a little race?

burningpride

[ The feed of the video shows the unusually impassive face of a eye-catching blonde boy.

Last time he made an announcement of this kind, he had done it rather uninterestedly for he did the announcement just to force Yuuri to become his fighting partner, however, that hadn't been much of a smart move. Yuuri has already made his decision, and as much as that upsets him to no end, he too will have to move on.

This time he sincerely intends to find a weapon of his own. If Yuuri had found someone else, then so will he. ]

Good morning, Death City.

My name is Wolfram von Bielefeld and I am a Meister with Fire abilities looking for a partner for missions. I am also well-adept at wielding a sword and I am best at dealing offensive attacks, so someone with defensive skills would be ideal.

[ He hasn't had a partner before to so he doesn't know what else to add other than: ] If you are interested, I am willing provide all the information you ask for.

a_royal_flush

[ooc: this is set later in the day, a good five or so hours after he's released the message that Saralegui returned back home. And yes, Yuuri did mess up filtering this post, so it's free game!]

[The video feed clicks on to show Yuuri's reddened face. It looks as though there's a shop in the background, the colour of his cheeks almost matched the paint inside the store as Yuuri so very obviously tiptoed out of the store.]

I-I need some help, if there's someone who's happy to do that.

M...my friend doesn't know anything about--- aaah--- [The colour of his face begins deepen to a dark shade of red, but he soldiers on regardless.] that is to say---her world doesn't have--- u-undergarments.

[It's obvious that he's completley out of his element here, and so not comfortable with this at all, but he's trying his best to be helpful!] The ladies seem to be busy-- [And he's too embarrassed to step too far into the lingerie store to ask for help.] --and Teresa ~~[Yuuri]~~ doesn't want to wait.

[In the background, a tall blonde woman holds up a pink lacy bra by the straps, staring at it like the bra might be a diabolical contraption. She holds it up in comparison to the nearby manniquin then up to herself. She turns it around then upside down and then presses it to her chest again.]

Is it supposed to be this small? [She then promptly abandons the bra on the table and wanders off screen.] Is 'B' significant?

[The screen fumbles in Yuuri's grasp as he flailed at Teresa's words behid. Scrambling to the shop front next to the lingerie store, he's fighting a losing battle against his blush as he tried to regain composure of himself.] Aaahahah.... so... I-I'm not sure if anyone has any advice or anything at all? I would appreciate it more than you'd ever know!

[ooc: Shibuya Yuuri and Teresa]

a_royal_flush

[The video feed flicks on to show Yuuri's face. His expression is tight, and it is pinched into a strained smile. He's in his apartment on the couch, the large room seemingly empty for now as he tried to keep his smile in place. Now wasn't the time to be sad, even if he felt like it within.]

[It takes him a moment, and his first attempt to say something falters before he shook his head and tried to talk again. Obviously this is a difficult topic for him, and one he's trying not to get too emotional over.]

Sara--- aaah... it looks Saralegui's gone home. [He attempts to smile here, but the conversation is making it difficult to keep his emotions at bay. So instead of saying anything else, Yuuri disconnected the feed.]

[Private text to Watson]

Sorry it's so last minute, and if you really need me I'll come right away, but I think I might take the day off if you don't mind?

soul_mods

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

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