*The feed opens on a beautifully manicured lawn and a row of carefully placed rocks and garden ornaments, then it moves upwards to show a pair of cute trainers, some bare legs and shorts, then upwards to reveal the rest of a crouching Sonico, a rather startled and terrified Sonico*

Uhm... I was wondering... Does anyone have any tips for moving bodies?

*She bites her lip then turns the camera from herself to instead show the back of a figure lying on his side. Looks like Sonico has moved his arms and legs so that he is lying straight*

Oh! He is still breathing! Please don't worry! But... he is unconscious I think, and rather heavy...

*Is that a broken garden gnome beside him?*

Who: Chiaki Namami and Anyone who wanted to come to game night
What: Game night
When: 19th August
Where: Chiaki's Apartment
Warnings: N/A as of yet, depends on what happens this might change.

Chiaki had made sure to send out the times, all she could hope for was people to come. She had set up two areas in the living room, one for video games and the other for various board games in the kitchen it was various snacks and food set up for anyone to eat while the gaming areas only had various bagged snacks and cans of drink.

For those who might be staying there was an area set up for people to lie down with a good number of pillows and blankets.

Who: Black Jack and YOU [aka open log]
What: New arrival
When: August 20th
Where: The Bay - Genessia City
Warnings: Grumpy patchwork luddite of a man.

Waking up with a hazy memory of what happened before he awoke in such a situation was not a new sensation for Black Jack, the man has been kidnapped before just so some unsavory types could use his skills. The waking up in some kind of coffin in the middle of a lake (pond? large puddle?) though? That was new. And at least whoever had done this was nice enough to keep his tools of the trade that are in his coat and his doctor's bag, so Black Jack could hardly be very angry at this situation.

Oh sure, he was annoyed. More so after having read the pamphlet, ignoring the cell phone and finding the hologram of a young woman explaining things. Which he did listen to completely, before heading out into the city proper. And while usually he would stand out, wearing all black and a heavy coat in August tended to get him stares back home, that probably doesn't apply to Genessia.

But hey, he's not above asking for help. Especially since he doesn't know anything about this city, so either he'll approach someone to ask directions or perhaps the sight of him catches someone's attention. Either way, he's not using the phone to say look things up or communicate with the community at large. Even if that would be simpler.