[[Genessia Library | Video ]]

[ The video feed flicks on to a view of the Genessia library. Micaiah's feed seems surrounded by books, most of them neat but at least a few with open, messy pages. And then suddenly, a scaly, clawed hand slams onto one (somehow without damaging the book's pages). And then another. The video gives way to Micaiah, now sporting draconic horns, mouth glistening with the heat of flames yet to be released. She lets out a proud roar!

...actually no, she's just yawning. ]

It seems I've become a draconic laguz for a while. I've at least heard some announcements that this is temporary... [ Micaiah now steadies herself and leans back onto a couch. A bowl of fruit is on a table nearby.  ] ...but more concerning is that I can't stop collecting books. It seems unfair to the other patrons, but an angry, protective feeling swells within me every time I see someone check out a book. I can't bear to do any unjustified violence, so I've wound up holing up here every night, collecting enough of a mass of books until I'm satisfied. I've at least read a few.

[ She gives a sigh. ]

Until I confirmed that this was just a temporary thing, I was looking for a possible means to keep my impulses under control, but I just kept looking and looking...

At least the library staff has been understanding of my afflictions...

[[While this is mostly a video post, you can also have action with Dragon Micaiah if you visit her here in the Library or at her job at Genessia Theater's reception area.]]

[ Micaiah's video feed opens up to her sitting almost serenely at Genessia park. But despite this, something in her face reads "exhausted". It seemed that she also had to work up the nerve to actually talk, as for a moment, she would stare at the video, seem to want to say something, and then fail to. Eventually, she would take a deep breath and then talk again. ]

The last week or so has been a little trying. I had fun at the fair, but afterward, I felt like I had to work harder, and give more of myself to keep the people here happy. War has yet to rear its ugly head here, and I dread the day it does.

[ She gave a rather dry smile. ]

But for some reason or another, I wound up using my healing art a little too much, and I had to go to the hospital. I've only just gotten out, and my job apparently forced me to take a brief vacation. I suppose if there's a lesson about giving too much of myself away, then that was it.

I was also advised to live "a little more selfishly". But... how do I do that without bringing others to harm? I already just retreat on my own to recuperate from large crowds. Isn't that enough?

[ Action | Genessia ]

[ You can actually catch Micaiah at that same bench. She's not alone, apparently quite a few birds are around and find her perfectly harmless. So harmless, that one of them is apparently roosting on her head. At least one brightly colored bird is flying around, chirping incessantly in a panic. ]

Yune, I-I think it's alright...

[ Nothing has been the same since she returned. No matter how many dinner parties and picnics, no matter how much she tries to distract herself with hobbies and trying something new, it all leads to the same thing. Ayame finds herself feeling restless, lonely, and frustrated. All of a sudden she stops contacting her friends. She goes to work and gets things done without talking to people. She goes for walks while also purposely avoiding people she knows, only watching them from afar with people they've grown close to in this world like Sonico and Mobius, or people being reunited with friends from their homeworlds. This loneliness only gets worse when it's quiet and Ayame is left alone with her thoughts. She's been back for months; and the time has come when her frustrations grow to a point where her her facade of a kind and composed woman is beginning to crack... ]

A.) Genessia City - Memoria Park

[ Ayame had been visiting Memoria Park every day since she returned without fail, always stopping by the wall with the name Yuyuko Saigyouji on it. She always shows up to eat breakfast there, reading the newspaper, or just to use the name as a venting post for her anecdotes and frustrations. Lying down on a next to the wall with Yuyuko's name on it, and still clad in her combat outfit with a sword on her side, she'll likely be needed to get waken up. If not, she'll just do it herself. A jolt causes a gasp to leave her lips and pry her eyes open, looking around with watery eyes in confusion and groaning. Her hand flies to her head to nurse her headache, but also to shield her eyes from that bright sunlight from above. Muttering to herself, she struggles to look for her sunglasses that she swears is just on the ground. She mutters to herself as she finds it difficult to get up ]

Ah, damn it. Sunglasses. Ugh... Where did I put those?

[ It's on her head ]

B.) Genessia City - Burgatory

[ Burgatory is a rather new burger shop, known for opening up early and serving gourmet burgers even during breakfast hours. She was supposed to go to Cake Town to bake with Orihime, but from the looks of it she's still wearing her combat outfit from yesterday, not even bothering to come home after her shift as a Deputy Guardian. As the sun rises, Ayame can be found on the roof of Burgatory, sitting at home on top of the large B sign with some hamburgers and a bottle of bourbon beside her. Her eyes are shielded with some cheap sunglasses, with her messy bun hairstyle even messier than it should be. Her stunt causes a little commotion on the parking area. Curious people gather to watch this hungover woman continue to ignore the staff that start pleading for her to come down.

"Miss? Please, can you get down from there?" the young staff member asks, tired and pretty much done with Genessia's shenanigans. He doesn't get paid enough for this shit. ]

C.) Fayren - Marketplace

[ Clad in modern clothes in the form of a track jacket, running pants, and sneakers; Ayame stands out from the local crowd in Fayren's streets. But it was mostly because they see Ayame on a moped. Down the narrow market streets, they saw her rolling and they were hating. Currently parked outside an apothecary where the locals observe it in curiosity. Ayame feels sick as she steps out of the store, coughing and placing a hand on a wall for support while she gets her bearings with deep breathes, Ayame slowly walks to the moped, leaning against it as she takes the herbal remedy from the store and wash it down with some water. She's getting a lot of curious looks, so she looks at them in return until she notices someone with a soul/pendant, raising her water bottle at them in greeting ]

I hope I'm not ruining the rustic scenery.

[Starting from from the 18th of August, Leanne has rarely gone home, usually she been spending the day working and then the majority of the night at the After Life, drinking. It was surprising how easy it was to regress to old habits before being reunited with her mate. Tonight was one of those nights were she spent, drinking away.

Leanne sighs as she finishes a shot and sets it down with a loud thud, idly tapping on the counter to order another shot. She realizing that her communicator was on, she goes to look towards it.]

Does anyone know just how to go home? Even for a little bit?

[The other shot was delivered and she goes to down it, shuddering a little.]

I am worried about my people and being away from them for so long. Plus, around this time is important to us and I miss it....

[Another tap on the counter to order yet another shot before she reaches over to turn off the communicator.]

[Video - Filtered away from Takumi]

Agh, turned up nothing again.

[For a moment, it seemed like Leo had accidentally turned on the device until he turned his attention to it. He'd turned it on while in the process of pouring over what information was available on the world of Genessia again, but not finding what he was looking for. He had also consciously made sure to filter this message as well... because no Takos allowed.]

Unless there are texts that I have missed, is it not commonplace for Genessia's spirits to pluck people out of differing "timelines?" My memories don't match up to that of all of my siblings, and the only one who knows what I'm talking about is-- [He gives a disgruntled sigh.] -the last person I wish to associate with in any manner.

[He's irritated, to say the least. Why are he and Takumi the only ones who remember things differently? Why is he the one that appears like the crazy one?!]

... That said, I am interested in expanding my knowledge of this world's technology. I don't suppose there's any work that could aid me in this, is there?

[What was the common term used for what he's looking for? "Entry level"?]


[Action - Fayren]

[Even with the WayPoints, getting around between the cities was a hassle on foot. Especially when, for the time being, he's still living in Attleton and his teaching job is at the Ivory Tower in Fayren. He needed a mode of transportation. Sure, he could look into those vehicles that are in every other city, but he would rather something far more familiar. That and he'd rather not spook the populace of Fayren with something motorized.

So Leo can be found at a stable in Fayren, Brynhildr tucked under his arm. He needed to get an idea on how much it would cost to get a horse here, and just what he'd need to do to house it until he got a place to properly call home. While the owner was speaking with other patrons, Leo was taking a liking to a jet black horse that was allowing him to pet it from beyond the fence. At this rate, the stable owner was probably going to be a while. Maybe he should come back later...]

[The video feed clicks on to reveal a cloaked and hooded figure speaking, doing their best to keep their face hidden. From the sound of the voice it's probably female, but it's a bit gruff and growling so it's hard to tell.]

It has been some time since I've worn this form, or last been to this place. I made some enemies and some... acquaintances the last time I was here, but I do not wish to jump to any conclusions. I know people come and go rather readily here, but since the introduction with Miss Schnee and the comm device seem to be the same, I would like to ask if Professor Ozpin is still here.

[He at least, seemed like he would make a trustworthy ally.]

I would also ask if the species name Laguz means anything to any of you. In the meantime I might be looking for work as a bodyguard, hunter, or tracker, if anyone needs such things.

(VIDEO)
[Not really a fan of these bright and shiny things, but if the magic projector is truthful, then it may be of use in the long run.

When his image is broadcasted, he is taking a clear risk revealing his cat-eared head and heterochromia eyes to a bunch of strangers. Though his smile easily hides any reservations.]

Right, so I'll cut to the chase. Name's Ranulf, and if this woman in white is truthful, I should be making myself comfy for a long vacation I didn't know I wanted.

[He briefly glances to the sky, wincing and showing catty fangs a moment as he looks back.]

Given how it feels like someone used a Bolganonne tome in the sky, I shouldn't dally.

(ACTION)
[Lucky for Ranulf, he found his ever-so-wonderful disguise of worn cloak and a hood. And that's how he looks as he wanders around the different cities, almost like a giant walking potato. It's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but at the very least it provides shade from this sun.

The beast Laguz merely carries on, acting like he belongs here while listening on for any information about Telius, the Greil Mercenaries, this weird world and...well, anything. He's even careful to avoid being seen sniffing the air for anyone familiar. Ranulf spots a interesting looking individual, however, and approaches with a friendly smile and a wave.]

Hello there! Excuse me if I'm interrupting, but could you tell me a bit about this town?

[Leanne in robes during the hottest part of the day. She was sipping a glass of wine, shivering just a little bit.]

So many people seem to think it is hot outside today. I don't know why I am so cold.

[It was confusing to her as to why she was so cold.]

I heard there was a beach party. I don't know if I should go, I don't have a proper outfit and I am not sure if Darling is desiring to go. But it could be fun, to enjoy the beach.

[But she is not sure if she wants to go and show off her scars.]

(I) [Action]

( confusion is an understatement. one moment he's at ike's side, dutifully listening to his daily complaints regarding nobles and their "stupid, bloated faces," and then next he's woken in some coffin structure, with a device he can't make heads or tails of, ugly jewelry, and currency he has never seen.

the see-through woman outside who attempts some form of...explanation, is also one he carries no recognition towards. soren barely listens to a fourth of what she tells him because he's very distracted by repeatedly sticking his hand through her while she speaks. this is some high-level magic, where is the actual body?

anyway, he does hear the word kidnap and that is. certainly a problem. with the war ended, he's not sure who would be interested in kidnapping him, but certain scenarios are favorable compared to others - for instance, he'd at least like to know he isn't in daein. the architecture suggests otherwise, but...

he happens upon someone in his cautious wandering, and though their clothing looks strange, he can denote that they seem to be a civilian. let's approach. )

You there ( off to a great start!!! ) do you know where I could find the nearest library? Or inform me as to what faction of the continent we're in?

( the buildings are large and the technology is advanced...overly advanced, but uh- )

Begnion, perhaps?

(II) [Voice]

( soren prides himself on his intelligence, but figuring out the tiny device he woke up with takes him a far longer time than he'd care to admit. he manages, somehow, to access the least invasive method. he'd rather not have his face plastered all over potential enemy territory, thanks. )

I'm not sure what this is, but if I am using it correctly and others are hearing my words, then I ask that anyone with information on the whereabouts of the Greil Mercenaries contact me directly and immediately.

( he pauses for a moment, studying the device in his hand before bringing it slightly closer to his face. then, in a much softer, almost pleading tone: )

Ike, if you can hear this...please find me.

[ When she woke up in the pods again, the memories of this place didn't exactly crash back into her. She was still coming down from the high of saving the world, and being drawn from one brutal battle to the next. For a moment, her mind drifted to the thought that she had once again been abducted to another world.

But Weiss's voice reminded her of something she long since forgot. The memories were more like a bubbling brook, slow but surely coming. At the very least, she recognized that she was back in Genessia the instant Weiss spoke.

She fished for her device.

Whoever tunes in will see Micaiah's face, gazing with a mix of emotions, but largely exasperation and amusement. ]


Oh Genessia. Had I known that you call me back, I would have better prepared myself. 


[ On the bright side, she knew time was distantly frozen back at home. Well, it was time to re-acclimate herself with this place. ]


Because I've been missing for... [ She checked her device. ] around two years, I think,can anyone fill me in on what's changed since then? I'm pretty sure that whatever job I held back when I lived here has long since disappeared.

[Yashiro’s video feed starts up and he’s sitting at the table in the dining area of his apartment. He has a cup of tea sitting next to him and a script on the table next to that.]

Throughout my entire life, I have devoted myself entirely to the performing arts.
[He takes a small sip of his tea before speaking again.]

Perfecting each skill that I could was necessary to become a true artist. I have met a few others here that have musical talent. However, I am curious. How many others here have talent in similar fields of performing? Acting, singing, dance and the like.

[That is just something he’s been wondering for a while now.]

Another question. What is it that people typically do with their free time?

The Tea Time Cafe seems to have a new waitress there.

Granted, working at some place like this was not Micaiah's first choice, but when it came down to things, Maribelle was far too convincing (and she needed to have money coming in before she wound up being unable to pay for her own food! So that's what she was doing today. Donning one of Maribelle's provided dresses she had been slowly getting used to serving customers. She was still cautiously slow, but considering the swift training Maribelle put her under she was at least competent. Fortunately, the restaurant wasn't too busy at this time, so her slowness wouldn't be a problem, albeit she was surely working on getting faster.

For those of you wandering into the cafe, you'll likely see her taking orders and bringing out food. She always seemed to greet people with a smile, seemingly making her popular with the patrons.

[Video]

[ Micaiah is taking a break, and is currently deciding to use the device to ask a question that had been bothering her since before the festival. ]

I didn't think a job like this could be so... intense! Maribelle was right.

...b-but anyway, for everyone that's been here, I'm quite curious. Has there been any reports of this place's history? I've read a few of the past newspapers, but I don't have a strong understanding of this place in the least.

[Argh, she felt so tired. After having two scares of her lifetime one after the other, she just wanted to rest and forget about everything. How did she really get here? That strange beorc female was prattling on what seemed forever and Leanne only caught snippets of what she said. She is wet, hungry and knows for a fact that she is in a place she isn't suppose to be even if it is supposedly 'safe'.

She takes a couple of steps forwards before stumbling and falling to her knees, catching herself just in time to prevent her face from hitting the ground. Well.... That could have a lot worse as she just let out a few whining chirps and cheeps. Okay, lets try this one more time, if feet doesn't work beyond a few steps at a time, then wings should work just as well! She moves one wing to flap weakly before the other only to stop when she looks over to the strange device she was given and she quickly shuts it off! Please let none see that embarrassing display!!!]

[Action]

[At the entrance to the Bay, a new arrival can be seen. He is clearly from a medieval fantasy realm, as he is clad in ornate black armor. Those familiar with suits of armor will recognize it as cavalier's armor. Additionally, held tight in his right hand is a jet-black longsword covered in a faint red glow, and whenever the sword moves through the air, it leaves behind trails of energy that make it look like it has been set aflame. He wears a stern expression on his face. He does not know what is going on here, and he is being very cautious.

As he looks around, he sets off the recorded message. After the initial surprise wears off, he begins to listen intently, albeit with a bemused expression on his face.

Clearly whomever made this has had to deal with a lot of unnecessary headaches for doing so. Xander would probably chuckle if he were not in such an alien situation.

The message ends, and he begins to look at the information available in the nearby kiosk. For this, he sheathes his sword so that he is not stuck flipping through literature with just one hand. Once he has read everything to his heart's content, he leaves the area and makes his way toward the Welcoming Center to learn more about this realm.

He can be approached at any point between the Bay and the Welcoming Center, or at either one.]


[Video]

[The camera shows the new arrival. He still has a stern expression on his face, but he seems less on edge than he did shortly after arriving. Judging by the surroundings visible on camera, he has found himself in the housing for newcomers.]

So, by using this device, we can communicate with the rest of the Outrealm population here, regardless of where any of us are? This is fascinating. Whomever is responsible for creating these must know some very powerful magic.

However, that isn't what I am making this message for. Allow me to introduce myself: my name is Xander, and I am the crown prince of the kingdom of Nohr. The first matter I would like to attend to is thus: has anybody here come from the same realm as I? If the name of my homeland means anything to you, or the name "Hoshido," then I request that you contact me as soon as you are able.

The second matter I would like to inquire about is about our situation and its connection to our homes. I am already aware that there is no reliable, controlled way to return home from here. However, is there a way to check in on how our homes are doing? I'm sure it goes without saying, but I have a vested interest in what may or may not be happening in my absence. I do not want to return home and find my land in ruins.

[He then stops speaking just long enough to bow his head toward the camera.]

That is all. I thank you for your time, and I hope you will address my inquiries.

[The recording ends.]

Who: You! Anyone and everyone is welcome to come!
What: A Festival of Fireflies with games, food, rides and more!
Where: Genessia
When: August 15th-20th. Starting at 7pm
Warnings: Be sure to warn in your threads appropriately.


[The gates are open and the air is filled with the sound of music. Whether you're a reveler, a vendor or anything in between-- come and enjoy the festival!

The Firefly Masquerade post is here]

[Video - Afternoon]

[The video turns on to reveal a red-haired girl looking curiously into the screen. She hums thoughtfully, before giving the screen a tap. Judging by the background, she's somewhere in the city rather than still in the bay.]

Hellooooooo!~ I think I'm lost. [...this would not be the first time.]

I need to get back to Union. My warp band isn't working, but this thingy seems to work fine, so maybe people can hear me.

[Apparently someone is not aware they're not in their own world. A curious squirrel-like creature peeks up over her shoulder, which those familiar with Pokémon may be able to recognize.]

If someone can point me in the right direction, we'd be very thankful!



[Action - Night]

[Several hours later, after discovering that she was in some entirely new world, Xiu settled down in a park for the night, her instruments floating in the space around her. It was a little disheartening that she wasn't back home, or back in Union visiting her friend...if her friend was still there. But maybe she could spread the joy of her music through this world too! She had to look at the bright side.

With a quiet sigh, the ghost girl began to play, closing her eyes and focusing on each of her instruments, creating a haunting yet soothing melody that began to fill the air. That wasn't all though, the air around her began to fill with weaving, glowing lights, reminiscent of the aurora borealis.

And there she would remain until her performance ends or she's disturbing someone...or someone attempts to strike up a conversation with her!]

Who: Maribelle, her staff, her guests, and YOU!
Where: Genessia City, The Tea Time Cafe
When: 7:AM July 30th to 9PM July 30th
What: It's a bit of a party, people are encouraged to chat up the other people at their tables, and Maribelle's staff members are encouraged to go everywhere!
Warnings: Tea, flowers, frills, pomposity, violin, and maid uniforms.

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(ooc: I'm sorry this took me so long to get around to :\ RL stuff kept popping up until the weekend was over and I was days late. Anyways, feel free to backtag into eternity with me. I know I still have old tags owed to people but I really wanted to throw this thing together. Don't feel like you HAVE to reply if you're invited, but I shall now list the guests. Smoker, Kuzan, Adela, Tashigi, Coby, Chrom, Robin, Ike, Micaiah, Lucy, Levy, Weiss, Athena, Chopper, and Yukiko. Pretty much if you've talked with her, feel free to enjoy some complimentary tea... Except Freeza, no tea for tyrants. Maka, Lenalee, and Orihime can also feel free to tag anything and anywhere they like as staff members.)

video | Tomes and Thaumaturgy

[robin had been meaning to discuss her new store with everyone, but.... things had been chaotic since she had opened it. one thing lead to another, and pretty soon it had slipped her mind to even broadcast it. however, now that things were settled, she was prepared to speak about it.]

Hello, everyone. I would like to discuss a store that Levy and I have been working on. The two of us have opened up a store that sells all kinds of different books, but mostly they're the ones from my world of Ylisse. I take tomes from there, magical books used by certain mages and sorcerers alike, and then sell them. If you are able to use tomes, then please take a look at them.

If that is not what you are looking for, then I suggest our selection of other books. There is a wide range, from fiction to 'how to' novels. As a Tactician I have sought after some of the best novels for whatever your needs are.

...Ah, also, while I am not there I have my Digimon, Dracomon, in the store. He mostly helps with putting away books and handles customers. He is an extremely friendly dragon, so do not be alarmed by him. Thank you everyone! If this store works out, then I will definitely be expanding.

action, fayren/genessia

[robin had been attempting to bring over a new supply of tomes and other books.... when things just had to go wrong.]

H-hold...! [she had just tried to bring over a new shipment (one that was particularly generous because she had been able to strike such a good deal with a merchant) and she had loaded up a pegasus she had been borrowing. her plans had been to bring over the books, unload them, and then take the pegasus back. what she hadn't expected was that the animal would suddenly begin to buck and stir once they arrived in fayren.]

Hold still...!

[by the gods... she wasn't a pegasus knight, she had knowledge of how to handle animals like this but she still wasn't accustomed through years of training. eventually the creature had knocked her off, and it then took off and soared away.

....ah.... her shipment....]

....Dastard...! [so, feel free to catch her freshly off of her pegasus, or see her as she runs trying to catch up to it, or perhaps the pegasus has landed somewhere now and she's creeping up on it. she may have also gotten it back at one point, only to buck her off again once arriving in genessia. either way, she's determined to catch it and get her shipment back.]

[When the feed clicks on Maribelle is seated at a simple booth, her umbrella resting next to her on the booth, and her free hand holding a cup of steaming tea.]

Hello my fellow kidnap victims, I am Maribelle.

[She sip her tea rather daintily before sitting it down and looking directly into the device.]

I won't mince words, or lament my current situation because there isn't really much to discuss. I'm a noblewoman of Ylisse, and I intend to look into the current state of the justice system of our new home. With so many people brought here from so many different realms I expect there might be a constant state of anarchy if not for rather strict law enforcement. Since I didn't see brawling in the streets and this city seems to be in relatively good spirits, I have to assume someone is doing their job rather well. I'd like to help if I can, but I suppose I'll need a bit more information before a jump headlong into any promises I can't keep.

[She sighs, and places her tea cup down on its saucer.]

I've read these instructions I've been started with, and they were decently comprehensive. I'd like to extend my gratitude to miss Weiss if she's still here, and I would be willing to accept recommendations on which districts of this city have the finest accommodations. I may not have been started with much in the way of funds, but I suspect with my natural talents and well breeding it shan't take me long to recoup my losses. If there are any members of the shepherds here, or the Ylisstan courts, I'd ask that they please contact me as soon as possible.

[She seems to hesitate for a moment or two before raising her hand to cover her face, a slightly pained look coming over her.]

I suppose that I should also mention that if there are any who remember me as a ship Captain may also feel free to contact me, though in truth I think I'd rather put that part of my life behind me.

[With a touch, Maribelle turns off her device and leans back in her booth. Not actually slouching because a noblewoman of Ylisse never slouches! For those of you who might be at the Cat's Eye Cafe, you may run into Maribelle mulling her situation over in a booth in the back, pondering over what she plans to do with her new life here.]