[There's a new employee at Aster Technologies in Nova City. Kylo Ren has reluctantly accepted that he isn't leaving here any time soon and so he needs to find work. A little at a loss with no higher instruction, he doesn't want to draw overt attention to himself at the moment and he has a hard time deciding what sort of job would be suitable to his unique talents. He finally decides to join Aster as a technical assistant in work that is of some interest to him. But he's no engineer himself. He can craft certain things - having made his own lightsaber - but it wasn't a skill that the general populace needed. For now, he starts with this low level job, virtually a gopher for nearly all the other employees in technical positions. It likely wasn't something he'll be happy doing - but for now it will have to suffice. He can be seen around the building, looking sullen and moody as he grudgingly does what he's asked to do.]


[ooc: Action or prose replies welcome!]

My fellow denizens,

[Grell comes onto the feed, walking along the streets in Everglade. Her hair is in a high ponytail today, and in her usual garb for her patrols. She looks rather serious, frowning a bit, which isn’t her usual demeanor.]

With the recent incident involving the Children of Elo, measures have been taken to improve security and curb incidents like these from occurring again. These measurements have already been distributed via email and post, so there will be no reason for not knowing. I would encourage business owners to comply with these measures, before more unfortunate victims arise and legal action be taken upon them for negligence.

[She stops in her stride once at her destination. A part of town occupied by very few people.]

Also, The Red House Foundation has an official location in Everglade, so if you or someone you know are in need of shelter, then you or they will be exempt from the limitations on travel while staying at the shelter. More details are available at the foundation, as well as flyers from my boutique in Fayren. Business owners should expect their more detailed information packet in the mail within the week.

This is also a warning to those who occupy abandoned buildings. Please vacate them and set yourself up at the shelter. [Her face changes, so that it seems less harsh than her previous messages.] It’s much warmer and food is readily available.

Good day.

[The feed ends there.]



[Action: CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE?!]

[Grell can be in a number of places at your choosing with any scenario (excluding adult themes…). By default, she’ll be at her lingerie boutique in Fayren unless otherwise noted. The mannequins in the windows can’t dress themselves!]




(OOC: The measurements she mentioned have to do with a thorough check of the manifest of cargo being carried in. Every piece of cargo scheduled to come into Everglade must be properly labeled as they will be checked and accounted for, and anything not on the manifesto will be abandoned before entering the Everglade Archway at the expense of whomever sent it. Also, shipments must be scheduled, and any shipment not scheduled to be received that day will be sent back. Drivers must have their photo ID visible or ready to show officials and must match up with whomever is scheduled to drive in cargo that day. Businesses that don’t comply with the enhanced security checks may have their shipment sent back, face limits on the amount of cargo they can send, and/or even be temporarily banned from selling their goods in Everglade until they are up to par with the new regulations.

It will no doubt cause delays in receiving goods, but these attacks must be prevented. Grell doesn’t make this common knowledge to the public because that would only give the culprits a heads up.)

[Video]

[Within a couple of days of the Shyster invasion coming to an end, Xander gets on the public network. As Guardian, he feels obligated to speak about it.]

As you know, Fayren recently fell under siege a few days ago. Strange creatures who moved about on bouncing platforms were terrorizing the populace. Rest assured, those foul cretins will never again have the privilege of gracing our streets.

Their ringleader was a creature of a different race who used the same method of transportation. He called himself Mack. He had taken up residence in Fawn's Forge, but fortunately, with the help of a few other brave citizens, he was dispatched. Once he fell, his underlings all fled or were caught.

First, let me take this time to thank those of you who came to the city's defense. Because of your efforts, lives and property were both saved. In the future, I will be working more closely with the bounty hunters, to ensure that proper rewards can be issued to those who rally to Fayren's aid.

And second, I want to issue a warning to any other hoodlums who might be considering a similar course of action.

[At this point, Xander's already stern countenance grows even darker. His eyes in particular radiate an intense fury.]

Save yourselves the trouble and don't try to disrupt and jeopardize the lives of the citizenry. You will regret it. Let it be known that I have zero tolerance for acts of terror or murder, and you will be dealt with swiftly and mercilessly -- by my own hands if necessary.

[Xander then takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. His face returns to its neutral expression.]

That is all for now. I thank you all for your time.

[Action - Genessia]

[Xander has been here for several months now, and all the time he has been using the outfit he arrived in for formal occasions. However, it also doubles as riding armor, and that last encounter made him realize that he realistically needs a second formal outfit for public appearances. He also recalls from a conversation a few months earlier that one of the people he met here has a tailor shop here.

It doesn't take long for him to find Atelier Iris. And once he does, he walks right in. Once inside, he keeps an eye out for the owner or any employees she may have hired.]

Who: Ayame Sasaki, and you! Bring yo friends.
What: Mingle log. Ayame low-key celebrates being old.
When: March 7th (morning to evening), March 8th (morning)
Where: Nova City Islands
Warnings: None

[ Today is a special day. One that has occupied her mind in a both excited and anxious fervor. It's her 28th birthday, and all it did was make Ayame feel more depressed. It was just like the night before Valentine's Day, but she took solace in the fact the following day was great. Ayame didn't want to let this metaphysical grey cloud of sadness that's hovering over her to ruin her day, so she was about to do something she's never done before: invite people to have fun with her.

She has saved enough money ever since she became a business owner and being very reserved with her spending, she managed to afford a good deal for Nova City Islands that she was willing to share with everyone interested. She even booked a night-long stay at the place. Well after a couple of rounds of liquid courage to calm her nerves, Ayame starts a network video with a wave, showing her face with a small smile etched across her lips. The artificial beach and the palm trees show in the background, all protected from the winter by the large dome above them.

Good morning, Genessia. For those I have yet to meet, my name is Ayame. Currently, I'm in Nova City's famous indoor beach enjoying the balmy weather away from the last legs of winter. So if any of you could use a break or could not just wait for spring, I invite you to come join me here. But please use the promo code Iris28 to get a 50% discount in your admission. Well then, I look forward to meeting all of you.

[ Ayame waves goodbye before stopping the recording, breathing a big sigh of relief now the camera had stopped rolling. Still wearing an airy dress over her swimsuit, Ayame took a moment and stretch her arms, ready to spend her birthday in this tropical paradise in the middle of the city. ]