( Private Action )

[Video]

[The feed clicks on to show Gale, decked out in an outfit that hadn't been seen since the Attleton Olympics, comfortably seated on the balcony that overlooked After Life. The feed seemed to wobble slightly once in a while, as if it were being held by someone or something, all while picking up the background music of the club.]

Gooood evening again, lovelies. Juuust a reminder that during every election season, drinks at all Gale Force locations are all half off. Both alcoholic and non, of course, for all you under 16 folk.

But! [He claps his hands together.] Advertising isn't what I'm here for! In fact, I overheard a little birdy saying some bizarre things about me!

[A "little birdy" was one of his club goers... who he successfully flirted with and got the information he needed from.]

Turns out folks are concerned I'm infected with a virus! Fear not, darlings. I run diagnostics on my cybernetics every night, and I've been clean every time. Ya won't hear about me goin' rogue anytime soon.

[It's more like he checks himself once every week but point still stands. They don't need to know he doesn't check every day. The people who believe this rumor clearly have no understanding of cybernetics anyway.]

But! If any folks are genuinely concerned that this is a thing I could miss, then I will gladly meet with a cybernetics professional to check it out and lay these claims to rest. Can never be too sure, I suppose. But if I could be infected with a basic computer virus, then the professor did a real shitty job on me. He wouldn't stand for it.

[It all sounds like something he wouldn't put past the Cardinals though, but Zykalis wouldn't lower himself to making Gale - a cyborg - susceptible to viruses. He's not worried. He waves at the camera.]

All of you have a good night, now. And happy voting~

[And the feed cuts.]

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[Action - Around Nova City]

[When he wasn't in After Life, Gale was out and about throughout Nova City. It may or may not be his standard patrol time (not that he sticks to a solid schedule on that) but he's stopping an awful lot. He was mostly on foot to make it easier, but not without the sweet jet pack that Ayame had gifted him on his back. He kept stopping on certain blocks, looking at his device before surveying the area around him. He rolled his shoulders, looking at his tiny metal companion resting on his shoulder.]

Huh. Who'da thought that a city gets bigger when you're makin' a point to check the place in and out.

[He may not know what the results of the election will be, but it won't stop him from at least putting forth some kind of effort on his promises. It can't all be bullshit, if he wants his reputation to stay in tact. He puts down another marker on his device's map, which had at least a dozen marked down already. It's a lot harder to figure out good locations for potential WayPoints and shelters than he ever thought.]

Man. If I can go through with this, pretty sure I'll be broke pretty damn quick. Unless...

[Yep, that sure is Gale talking to himself. Or maybe he's talking his little robot. Hard to tell. At least he hadn't accidentally turned on the video while thinking out loud like so many others have done.]

How do you all survive on such low wages?

[It was the first thing to come out of the young man's mouth, while he didn't mean it in a bad way, it came across as such more than likely. Currently, he was still in the commons but had only just gotten his job and apartment situation sorted. So he was leaning back on his bed with the device in his hands.]

I've never had to figure out things with money before, so this is a whole new experience for me. But I guess I will put it down for an interesting experience. [An annoying one, but interesting never the less.]

I should also ask for general commoner knowledge of various things because admittedly. A lot of this will be new to me. Kind of like a fish out of water.

[And that was it as he switched the feed off.]

Action; Nova City; Fama Talent Agency
[So this was one of the places he was going to be working at. This was where he would be getting an agent who will help him get work and such. Though as Kaoru looked at a piece of paper, he was admittedly a tiny bit confused. he recalled only really signing up to be a model because that was something, so when he had read the letter and saw the word idol and words training and a name. He was beyond baffled.

So he had to come here to meet the person who would be training him in that area. He just didn't know who he would be looking out for.]

Action; Genessia; Bumblebee Boutique
[It was his first day at work as a personal shopper and honestly, he was a little excited about it. He got to decide what was a good idea for the person and what wasn't and admitted, he liked to have that power of helping them look their best.

So whenever he heard someone he turned his head with a smile.]

Welcome~

Who: Azure Rosentine and Sync
Where: Everglade
When: June 13, 11:00 AM
What: Possibly Jolly Eddy's recruitment, who knows.
Warnings: Language, violence.

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[Of course he looks just as cool and put together as he did when he first got here of course he does.

At least he actually has a reason now to look so absolutely centered and calm.]

I'd like to thank everyone who so graciously answered my questions when I first arrived. I apologize for how many there were, your patience with me is appreciated.

I should like to repay the favor at some point. I'll be living in Nova City from now on, if any of you would care to stop by for a visit.

[Not to his place though. No one gets apartment access yet, y'all aren't that appreciated.]

Considering the popularity of inns and bars, I'd be more than happy to offer my thanks in a more physical form.

[A familiar face shows up on the network. Jaune's eyes may be bloodshot from denying the existence of sleep, but he seems pretty excited about something.]

Hi Genessialings. I've noticed that there's been a severe lack of fanworks among our community. So I got my crayons out and thought, why not change that? I've started with a webcomic dedicated to two of my closest friends! But enough details have been changed for privacy purposes.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

[And there's a link to it. Be forewarned.]
( cut to save your reading lists and eyes... )

How about anyone else? Any of you a fan of someone here? Maybe you even ship them?

(Note: I default to prose, but I'll follow your lead if you bracketpose at me! )

[ A ]

It was daylight hours in the large Garden Park in Genessia City. People were out doing park things; playing catch, reading books, painting...

THUNK!

Except, over in this corner of the park, a heavy wooden training dummy had been erected. Its torso was a chunk of a log from a tree, and it even had a head and arms, with a crude sword and shield attached. The stake that was its bottom half -- just the sharpened end of the log! -- had been driven deep into the ground with considerable force.

And there was an elf in full armor, attacking it with a mace that crackled with some sort of red energy.

CRACK!

That... that dummy probably wouldn't stay intact for long.


[ B ]

The problem with setting up a whole new garden every time she woke up in this world was, honestly, all the damn supplies. Bagged soil always looked like it would fill more containers more thoroughly than it actually did, and trellises seemed to fall apart if a stiff enough wind hit them hard enough from the wrong angle while her plants were still small and weak.

So here Alleyana was in a gardening store, again, staring a bit sourly up at a huge bag of potting soil on a shelf while she tried to picture whether it would do the trick or not. Her gauntleted fingers tapped rhythmically on the edge of the metal cart the store provided, absently rapping out a marching beat while her brain was busy.