aucella: @nadezhda (pic#6280762)
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Hello, everyone. [She sounds much less stilted than she did her first few posts. Managing a sense of normalcy is hard here but she's doing what she can to pretend this is the status quo for now.

In between hunting, eating, and sleeping, she's gathering supplies for her home. Who knows when their resources will be cut? Lara doesn't want to be one of those out there with nothing on her shelves or no light in her room when that time comes. And it will come; she knows it will.

But - until then - it's best to try and make friends. Alliances would have helped her greatly on Yamatai.]


Em - my name is Lara, for those of us who have just arrived. I can't tell you how sorry I am that you're here, I don't mean to put a damper on your day but this is the exact opposite of a vacation.

[Which is seriously what she needs right now but...ah well. Can't have your cake and eat it too.]

I'm making this video to just offer up trades mostly. I have plenty of animal skins and meat that I won't be using. Letting it go to waste is just foolish so if you'd like to trade me something of equal value - or anything of historical value you can find here - I'd love to chat.

Oh, and, if anyone here meets a girl named Sam Nishimura...tell her Lara Croft is here and looking for a roommate.

[She smiles weakly before nodding to herself and shutting things down.]
sagittae: « ᴇᴀsʏsᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ » (→ - collect)
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[ It's fairly early when Allison poses her question to the network. Not obnoxiously so, just a little earlier than most would expect a teenager to be up of her own accord. She's already been for a run and there's a little evidence to show as much. She's just a little puffed, breathing returning to it's normal rate, and the clothes she's scavenged from the house aren't an ideal fit, but they're still closer to gym gear than the dress she'd arrived in (thanks scientists). Her hair is piled up in a loose bun on the top of her head, cheeks still just a little flushed, and she's only just at the door. She really should go inside and get herself sorted first, but network etiquette 101 is escaping her right now - and besides, the question is important.

There's a friendly smile at least, and for a moment she just eyes the feed a little, unsure of how to start. Finally it comes with a light clear of her throat and a sheepish look at the device on her wrist.
]

So I really hope this thing is working, or I'm going to look like an idiot. [ She laughs, a little awkward, and moves to sit down on the porch. The video jerks in response to the movement, but settles again once she does. ] I just have a quick question, nothing too taxing I promise.

[ She glances away for a second, a little stuck for how to pose the question without sounding like she's up to something, but finally just decides to bite the bullet. Everyone needs to defend themselves, right? That sea monster sure proved that. ]

I'm looking for a bow. Mine got...left behind, I guess, and I'd just- I'd feel a lot more comfortable if I had one. If anyone knows where there might be something like that around town or...God, even if you know how to make one, I'd really appreciate the pointers.

[ She pauses again, all awkward awkward Allison, and she's about to add something else.

Unfortunately at that point, the feed cuts out. Or perhaps fortunately, for the people listening. At that rate, they were going to be there all day.
]
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[ Today Mr. Eames is wearing an ill-fitting shirt that opens wide at the collar and exposes the black swirl of ink against his chest. His free hand is wrapped tightly around a cup of hot water, the steam rising to play against the edges of the feed. ]

All right, desperate times and all. I was going to save these - [ Flicking his fingers as though pushing through water and lifting the battered pack of cigarettes up from the table into view. ] - until I found a person with coffee. Or Earl Grey. Now I'm thinking my efforts would be better spent gathering a little more information. [ Willingly or unwillingly, he has a plan. ] I've been watching you lot and I can only surmise we all have our own specialist fields. Whether it be that you're a doctor or you spend your weekends fighting dragons, we've all got something that defines us. And right now I'm looking for someone who's interests lie in a labratory. Any of you charming people happen to be a chemist? [ A bright smile that shows off his crooked teeth and makes his expression darker. ] I need someone. I need someone to have a little chat with, it won't take long. And I'm very good company.

[ His plan is as follows. Bribe, barter, steal his way into possession of enough chemicals to make somnacin. Find someone to build a PASIV. Figure out if he's dreaming. But the vague of criminal undertone doesn't have to be said. Eames' pose is loose and welcoming but there's something about the way the fabric pulls taught against his muscles that promise he is capable of great violence. But that brings him to his next point. ] And anyone who's any good at cobbling together these retro bits of machinery. I know I certainly have a soft spot for the eighties but we've made a good way in the world and I miss my sodding iPad.

Just remember: you don't have to be a smoker, you just have to be aware that these are as valuable as gold dust. Prison rules seem to have set in quickly. You can find me at house fourteen.
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[ The video comes on at a rather awkward angle, namely a slightly out-of-focus close-up of the small of someone's back, white t-shirt rucked up to show blurry tattooed skin. This is accompanied by audio, of course, which currently consists of a lot of cursing in both English and a language that might sound Slavic to anyone familiar with such things, while the person struggles with their position. Then the video shuts off again.

When it comes back, the position is really no less awkward, looking upward from somewhere near hip level, but there's finally a face to go with the voice - a face with a split lip, a black eye, and a scowl - before there's a growl and another minute of darkness and--
]

Take me out to the middle of nowhere. Leave me in the tíživý handcuffs. Very funny, vy kusy dreka.

[ The camera is finally in front of him, taking in a glare and an angry show of just slighty too-sharp teeth. ]

What is this, then? Exile? Prison camp? One joke about animal control, Sheriff, and I swear. I will rip your ničvredenný face off. Give you a legitimate reason for this-- [ He sways a little, expression going a bit unfocused, tired even, and he pauses to collect himself before the rest comes out quieter, more matter-of-fact than energetically enraged. ] The Senate still votes tomorrow, with or without me. Branka can stand in my place. She's good, fierce... [ He trails off as his free hand gingerly touches the back of his head and he winces, the process of sitting himself down on the ground a bit too heavy. ] Úprimně? Just once, if I could be taken into custody without being concussed.
aucella: @bleeding_muse (In Xanadu did Kubla Khan)
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Hello...uh...everyone.

[She was a lot more dirty and bloody the last time she popped up but now she looks cleaner, more calm and her wounds are all either bandaged or stitched up thanks to the clinic and its supplies. She doesn't look like she's going to start singing and dancing but Lara isn't snarling at the screen anymore so...there's that.]

To those that intercepted my first call...I would like to apologize for my -- behavior when I arrived. I wasn't in possession of all my faculties I guess and I'm sorry if I was...less than civil.

[She's figured out that everyone's just as trapped as she is. No reason to distrust these people unless they show evidence of being a crazy mob. This place might not be Yamatai but it could certainly become it.]

I've uh, decided to join the hunting group. If there's anyone who could use a partner or anyone who could show me which spots are best for picking off dinner...I'd be grateful.

[She's just about to turn the feed off, go back to trying to get some sleep (and failing) when she changes her mind. Screw sleeping.]

There are some people I need to say goodbye to, is there a bar around here?
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[ Here's a face that may not be familiar to many of those who are new. He looks weary, but that's mostly just the way his face looks. He also maybe looks just the slightest bit irritated, in the way that a man trying his hardest to look patient always does. ]

It has come to my attention that not many of you know who I am. I'd like to properly introduce myself to the cape at large, for all those who are newcomers here.

My name is Edgar Stane, and I have taken up a leadership position here in the cape. I admit that I have been quiet these past few weeks, and for that I would like to apologize. I mean to have a more noticeable presence in the near future. That said and done, I have a few things that I'd like to say to you all.

Our current situation with food has been in dire straits for a while now. Since the formation of the committees, we've been doing marginally better in food storage, but it is an ongoing process. I have been working with the leaders of the committees in charge of food production to make sure that everybody gets their fair share of food. If you do not feel as though you are getting an equal share, please do come talk to me. I will do my best to resolve any problem brought to me.

Secondly, I've found what appears to be... some sort of documentation. What I've managed to make out could be important information regarding how we've all come to be here, and why we can't leave. If you are interested, again, come talk to me in person. I've taken residence in the Town Hall.

[ He gives a huge sigh. ] And lastly, I've heard rumors of people in our community who have deemed it appropriate to keep the wild animals from the forest as pets. I'd like to take this moment to remind you all what happened the last time those of our numbers attempted this, and ask you to remember the unfortunate and awful deaths that resulted from it. These are and always will be wild animals, and I urge you all to keep that in mind.

I believe that's all. If you need anything from me at all, please, don't hesitate to ask. Thank you for your time.
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 Sooooo ... Unless she joined the witness protection program or something, Ruby's kinda missing. Haven't even invaded any of her dreams, qu'est-ce que le hell? And I mean, like I'm seriously worried about her and shit, but-- Fuck it. We gotta eat. 

Hey, all my hunting peeps! Hi! How ya doin'. My name is Kenzi, I'll be your wildlife murdering consultant from now on. This shit is gonna get organised and we are gonna go out there and shoot stuff and then bring it home and then eat it! Who's with me? Not... not now. I'm just saying. If no one else is gonna step up, I can totally do this. So who's metaphorically with me?

[Private to Jesse Pinkman]

So you're totes coming over for dinner, dude. Not a question. You better get your ass over here later, I'm serious.
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I've been here for fourteen days. I'm sure that a lot of you have been here for longer. I'm also certain that this might not matter with what's going on now but you might be surprised. I know that with what's going on I'd like to not think about it for at least a few hours. Right now I'd rather be shopping, or having lunch with my friend.

[ Even reading something, or being in school. Shocking, she knows ]

What would you rather do? Or what do you miss doing.

[ Maybe she's going somewhere with this ]
aucella: @nadezhda (But oh!)
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[She isn't on Yamatai anymore. She knows that in her bones and it doesn't sit right at all.]

-- I can't be the only one.

[ - is what comes onto the communicator first; panicked and absolutely worn from her trials. After that a young woman caked in dirt and blood can be seen peering at the device on her wrist.]

Some sort of monitoring system? ...what is this place?

[She examines it for a few more seconds before realizing she's broadcasting - instantly her face lights up with unmistakable hope...but it's quickly squashed in place of distrust.]

Whoever is listening to this - I need to go back. If my friends aren't here I have to go back. They're in danger, they could be dead already. [Maybe I'm dead.] Or worse.

Please...Sam, if you're hearing this - God - please let me know. I'll find you.

[She can dream that everyone was....brought here like she knows she was. She sighs with exhaustion and her voice breaks on a heavier emotion.]

I have to help them.

[Nevermind that she needs to have medical attention a.s.a.p]

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