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[The face on the feed is--well, it's only half visible given that one Neil Blair is holding a chilled piece of meat over his right eye. The other is screwed shut in obvious discomfort, opening experimentally as Neil carefully removes the makeshift compress from his face, where the first stippling traces of a bruise are visible just above his cheekbone. The backdrop is a nondescript back room of the Drunken Monkey, where Neil's gathering himself together after breaking up a fight.

He blinks a couple of times, grimaces a little, but finally sets the compress aside and waves at the network with a wry smile.]

Hey, all. First off, the holiday season's on us, so a happy one to all of you. Pretty sure no one here celebrates Eventide, but Christmas is pretty similar, so...

[The mention of his holiday makes him wince again as he reaches up to rub his temple with a sigh.]

Sorry, headache. Just...kinda curious about something. In my world, those with magic abstain from using it whenever possible during the winter season. It's a custom, nothing more, but the week before our version of Christmas--Eventide--it's forbidden by our beliefs. It's something everyone knows about, and something that everyone considers even under the worst circumstances. Kinda fosters the lack of conflict and sense of community that Eventide's all about, y'know?

Problem is, here? Not so much. [Somewhere in the distance, a bellicose shout can be heard through the feed, muffled by wooden walls and doors, earning a glare off screen from Neil--one he immediately winces at and rubs the edge of his eye socket again.] It's inconvenient, not dangerous--I got about four days before I'm cut off altogether, so I'll bust out a fireball if I gotta 'till then. I was just curious if anyone else here had circumstances where they couldn't or wouldn't use their abilities, and how you dealt with it when no one else around you's in the same boat.

[Easing back a little in his chair, Neil rakes his free hand back through his loose hair.]

And bonus points if you know any good headache remedies.

[Video turns on showing this blond young girl in a white dress with blue laces. If anyone pays attention whats behind her, they will see a set of small angel wings. The little angel smiles nervously.]

So.... from my understanding, this isn't the Netherworld, Celestia, or Earth. [She sounds a quite nervous too.]

I've never heard of a Genessia world. What kind of beings are here again?

[Flonne, that's why the hologram is there for.]

And I've never had a real job before, so how does that work? And how does one say 'Assassination' as a previous mission or job without making it sound so... vulgar on the application?

[But wait! She spazzes shaking one open palm on the screen.]

Not like I want something like that for a job again! If anything, maybe I can be a Hero's sidekick instead! Or I can cook.

Any helpful advice on job searching and applying would be helpful. Um, thank you for your time people of Genessia.

[Deep breath! She calms down, smiling warmly.]

Well, that worked out better than the last one. Okay! [Happy grin and fist pump!] Let's try this again! From the top!

[Wait...................Is that a confused angel? Yes it is.]

Why is it blinking red again?

[Blink. Blink. Worry!!!]

Oh no! It didn't?!

[More stare!! So much flailing! Finger pressing random buttons get ready for unpleasant noises from her phone until it shuts off.]

I hear there is an upcoming season for giving. If you are feeling generous toward strangers I would urge you all to make a donation to the Sheelal Trauma Center so we can continue to work with those who need our support.

We are, as always, also on the lookout for new staff. You may fill out the form or ask any questions here.

I thank you for your attention in this important matter.

[For the first time since he's arrived in Genessia, Jezebel is making a post where he doesn't look cranky. In fact, he seems downright cheerful, wearing a small smile as he turns on the video for his post.]

Hello there, Genessia. Since it seems I'll be staying here for at least a little while, I went ahead and decided I might start settling in a little more, and I've added a new inhabitant to my little abode.

[Sitting in Jezebel's lap is a majestically fluffy white cat. The cat seems to be as pleased with this particular setup just as much as Jezebel is, and his purrs can be heard on the video while Jezebel strokes his back.]

This is Oleander, and he's quite a delightful little fellow so far. I've already bought him food and a bed and a litterbox and a water bowl, all that sort of thing. But I supposed it might be wise to ask if there's any sort of caretaking advice I might be overlooking.

[He scritches Oleander's ear, which seems to please the cat very much, and he settles even more comfortably onto Jezebel's lap.]

I've always enjoyed pets, but was never really able to keep them while I was alive, and I've never had a cat before. So if there is anything I should know now that I've taken one in, I'll be happy to get any advice.