( Locked to Sunset Summit Apartments, Floor 6 )

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( Open to All )

[Yang doesn't look TOO dissimilar, save that her eyes are red instead of lavender, and she has some feathery beaded ornaments strung into her hair. She looks a little dirtier and unkempt, picking at her teeth with her thumbnail.]

[Which she actually has now; both arms are flesh and blood.]

Sup, shitheads.

[She sits casually on a fallen log, one arm leaning on her knee.]

I'm bored. So who's up for a fight, or a drink? Or both, if you want a new friend.

[Yang puts her other hand down and flashes a wolfish smile.]

C'mon out. I promise...I absolutely bite.

[She snaps at the air with a click of her teeth as that smile widens. Someone's bound to take the bait. If they're strong enough, she'll get in some exercise and fun. If they're weak, she'll mug them. Either way, she'll have a good time. And for those with identifier tags to mark the name of the video maker, she's showing up as 'Yang Branwen.']

( Action Prompts )

video

[ Here is your Attleton Guardian, looking unusually relaxed. He is sitting in his office behind his desk, so it's obviously PSA time again, but this must be a good one. You can hear a dog yipping somewhere off-screen, and the indignant beeping of a bird. ]

I have good news from Attleton today. Ever since the staff of the Guardian's office doubled, we have been working in cramped conditions. Ayame Sasaki, who is not only a skilled tailor but also builder, has taken it upon herself to change this. She has put her powers at our service and added several rooms to our building. These are now fully furnished and ready to be used - funds for the new equipment were provided by the photo sale fundraiser Sonico Super held earlier this year.

They have my thanks, and all of Attleton's, for their contribution to keeping our town safe. It is just one way among many, in which they have proven themselves great friends to the Guardian's office.

[ And he is done, reaching out to end the transmission... when the barking off-screen suddenly reaches new heights of excitement, followed by a yell of Mudkip and a crash. Cassian is very quick to end the video. ]


action, Attleton Guardian's office, open to all

[ Outside the questionable calm of Cassian's office, there is a hustle and bustle going on as the newly arrived furniture is being assembled in the new Deputy offices and the interrogation room. File cabinets are being moved, computers set up, and amidst all of that semi-organized chaos the team's pets and pokemon are causing mayhem.

This might be the best or worst possible day to be running your law enforcement-related errands, or maybe you'd like to help? Helpers are very welcome! Peanut gallery not so much, but that's more fun. ]

WHO: Lydia and Takumi
WHAT: Chance meetings after disgusting anonymous flirting.
WHEN: Some time after the anonymous meme.
WHERE: Genessia Library
WARNINGS: I mean Lydia is awful no matter what, so.

( When an undead walks into a library... )

[Filtered to those with Gotham ties]

Are things odd again or it it just me overthinking?

[A woman with long, wavy white hair appears. It...kind of looks like Winter? But it can't be. For one thing, she's smiling. For another, that's definitely a smudge of dirt on her left cheek. She's got the same poise, though.]

Good evening.

[And the same voice. Mostly. This lady sounds a great deal warmer.]

Some of you may have noticed some...abnormalities of late. Given that the city experiences these things now and then, and that the circumstances are far beyond anyone's control, I wish my recruits to know that this week of training has been pushed back to a later date. Once things are back to normal, we'll resume.

[Her smile softens.]

You've all worked hard and endured a great deal. You've certainly earned the time off.

[She gives her head a faint shake to toss back the wave of snowy hair that keeps drifting over her right eye.]

For that matter, I think I deserve a little time off as well. It's been a long time since I've stretched my legs, and there are many of you I'd like to spend some time with getting to know better, if we're going to become better friends. Contact me, if I haven't managed to get hold of you first.

[She reaches for the 'end feed' button, but hesitates abruptly.]

--Oh, one last thing. Whoever sent the little green plants? I loved them. The gesture was very kind, and I hope your week gets better.

[Winter (???) winks, and ends the feed.]

[OOC: Winter for the duration of the event.]

 Diva A - Nova City Mall

There's a huge queue and a lot of commotion. What for? Sonico, of course. She appears to be modelling some rather racy and daring evening wear for one of the stores, and is offering the chance for people to have a photo taken with her that she can then sign. There are a lot of people. Of course there are, and Sonico is very pleased by this. But don't get too close or handsy with her because she will snap, and the security might get themselves involved.

Diva B - Genessia Performance

Sonico is performing live somewhere in the city! It's a Christmassy outdoor gig featuring Sonico is a sweet and rather flattering Santa outfit. She moves across the stage with much more confidence that usual and a little more sass in her step. There's a lot more winking and blowing kisses at yhe audience than usual too. Still, it seems to create quite the stir and a lot of attention - which is exactly what she wants.

Diva C - Choose Your Own

Find Sonico in a bar looking for someone to buy her a drink, or sitting at a fancy restaurant, or strolling through Nova, Genessia, or Attleton. Sonico appears to have a real strut to her now, complete with fur coat and, yes, even sunglasses in most places.

[ The feed opens to reveal a face that may be familiar to some... but there are differences. This was clearly a young woman, and instead of blue-lavender hair and red, cat-like eyes, she has light brown hair and bright blue but normal human eyes. The outfit, too, is different and clearly that of a 16th century French noblewoman - and red because of course it is.

She blinks down at the device with both trepidation and a small bit of curiosity. ]

{What manner of device... Ah! It's doing something!}

[ And she is also speaking entirely in French. ]

{...There's tiny people in this. Are you trapped? Hello?}