Who: Szelhamos and Amberdrake
What: I DON'T FEEL BAD ABOUT BEING AN ASSHOLE AND TO PROVE IT I'M GOING TO TALK TO A THERAPIST ABOUT HOW RIGHT I AM.
When: Early evening
Where: Drake's office in Attleton
Warnings: May edge into territories of past abuse/trauma. Will update warnings properly if this happens.

( You Must Have Been Out of Your Head )

[ Now seems like a good enough time to try making a post instead of just commenting around sparingly, right? Everyone gets a nice view of Link, who got pretty good with cameras. He holds up his free hand, giving a small simple wave. Hello. ]

Where do you find- ? [ Someone interrupts him. ] ...

HEY! Get off the roof! It's dangerous! What the heck are you doing up there?

[ The camera gets turned around and ...down. From the high ledge he's sitting on. The man below seems a little ticked off and concerned about the choice of location.

He just pans it back on to himself. ]

...anyway. Jobs, horses or best food?

[Video]

[Jaune starts the video, shoulders tense. Behind him, there is a nondescript door and window.] Hi. Jaune Arc again. I'm just going to get to the point. I've been here a while, over a year now, and I know a lot of people who have helped Genessia. I've been thinking a lot lately about how I can do the same. More than the other cities, I consider Nova City my home. But it's not perfect, and like all the other cities, some people benefit more than others. And a lot of people are just...overlooked.

I don't regret fighting, but I don't think everyone should have to. And everyone deserves an alternative to cope in ways that end up destroying them. So I've taken my background in dancing and made a dancing studio.

[He pans the camera up to show the building behind him. It's two stories, modern looking, but the most noteworthy feature is the looming gyarados shaped sign with sweeping words below it stating: Neptune's School for Dance. He moves the camera back to his face.]

So yeah Neptune's School for Dance is a new business and dancing studio where I'm hoping we'll get to focus on all kinds of dancing. I'm open to ideas because I want it to be a place where students feel like their input is valuable and stuff. Anyone is welcome to join, it's pay what you can...what else? Oh, right, our adult classes are offered on Tuesday and Thursday nights. Seeing as I'm the only instructor at this time, and a Guardian Deputy, if an emergency happens obviously I'll have to focus on that. Which is why I'm hiring a second instructor and a bookkeeper. Once we grow more I might hire more instructors. [Some of the awkwardness seems to fade as he starts talking more animatedly, gesturing around.] But yeah, we'll be doing at least a few performances in the year, and some anti-violence stuff, as well as-- As well as rehabilitation. First class is free just to see if you're interested, and I guess if you have any questions you can ask them here. [He rubs the back of his neck, a bit unsure, and ends the video.]

( Action | Closed to Weiss )

[Tonight, Gale can be found behind the bar at After Life. He's eyeing up several bottles in front of him - bottles of the strongest alcohol and drink mixes he had available, one of which even being awfully prismatic, which was awfully appropriate to match the crystal walls of the club. He has a purple cigarette holder between his fingers adorned with a purple butterfly that matched those of the employee pins of the club, twirling the tip of it in such a way to swirl the smoke from the tip. He was bobbing his head to the beat of the song currently playing before he finally glanced at his device to address the network.]

So, I could go for some drink suggestions for After Life and Hangar Queen. Particularly for After Life- it could go for something new after bein' open a year now. Bonus points if whatever you come up with can floor even a cyborg.

[Because he could go for something that was strong to him, especially since after Ivina's disappearance, he lost the strongest drink in the joint when her subarchway closed.

He glanced up for a few moments before shrugging, letting out a laugh.]

Who'da thought that someone like me could run a business for a year now. This place sure is weird.

[On the counter, a Cubone would then come walking into view. He stops beside the Prism drink before reaching up to the bottle and attempting to open it. Gale just casually glances over, raising an eyebrow.]

I don't think you'd want that, buddy. You'd regret all of your life choices if you did.

[Not that he's moving to stop the little Cubone. He's just watching the little Pokémon struggle to get the bottle open.]