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There are a bunch of new people around, so...hey, I'm Nate.

[ It's been a while since he posted to the network, but things are starting to get sticky - and not even in the comparatively fun, sweaty jungle way - around these parts and tension feels like it's ramping higher. Crackling in the air. It makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He's not in the city, as evidenced by the dense, green foliage at his back. His sketchbook is out, open, but he's talking with both his hands. ]

I realize we're kind of running the gauntlet right now in terms of what's being thrown at us, and we're basically getting ready for an inevitable showdown, and there are already a lot of efforts being made toward preparing.

[ Sonya - a woman he doesn't know - was proposing escape routes and manageable cover strategies for civilian types. It's a good idea to have those routes mapped sooner rather than later. ]

But I've spent a lot of time since we got here getting to know this landscape, the topography. What I'm looking for are people with actual combat experience, whether that's strategic, logistical, or something similar. Fight's gonna come to us whether we want it to or not, and weaponizing the environment is one of the best chances we have at mitigating the risks. Guerrilla warfare isn't pretty, but we have the resources for it.

[ For a moment he looks distracted, thinking of something, writing it down and talking over the act as he does so. ]

So just, um. Call in if you've got the know-how. Thanks.

madamdirector

Hello. My name is Lucretia.

I know things are rough right now, and that we're all preparing for - well, for war, maybe. And I don't want to diminish the importance of that, or the work that anyone is doing. We need to be ready for whatever happens.

But I think we've all been a little stressed lately, and there's nothing like a shitty work-life balance to kill productivity, you know? And - it may not be midsummer here, but it sure feels like it.

So. Two days from now, there will be an Ice Festival in the imported housing district, outside building 4-3. [ It's just her backyard. This is very professional, it's fine. ] Anyone is welcome. I only ask that everyone maintain a minimum level of civility. If you have a beef with someone, leave it at the door.

Food and entertainment will be provided, but if anyone knows any ice spells and would be willing to help out, please feel free to volunteer.

This is BYOB. Any questions, let me know. Thank you.

sciencelizard

[She had waited. She had waited out the event, she had hoped that maybe it was just a trick, she had hoped that.... well, a lot of things. Alphys knows she should do video for this, because people like to see her face, but she just can't talk as well as she can type after all this time.]

hey!! uhm
its alphys
u probably all knew that from the name right there lol but uh
rosie's gone home i think
she hasnt been home in a bit and ive been trying to find her but it just
yeah =;n;=
im sorry if people were friends with her and i
i hope shes okay wherever she went
i miss her a lot
<3 <3 <3 <3

......................................uhm
i also wanted to ask everyone
if we can make it out of this
whatever happens to the null
what do you think is going to happen???
like aside from live hahaaaa like with us
i mean a bunch of us will get to go home obviously LMAOOO but like
what if you dont want to

if you could do anything
what would it be????

soldier_blade

[The feed shows Sonya near the Guardsmen HQ, a stack of..rather colorful papers infront of her.]

This is for Daenarys and the other guardsmen, but I'm leaving this open for others concerned, since we can't really afford to be exclusive at this point. It's been a month since talk of plans started, I think it's long enough to discuss what we have and what we could start to plan on.

I have a number of ideas we could set against the Null, but most of what I'm personally proposing is escape routes and cover for those who can't fight. [She looked once more at the papers, a careful eye would show them full of rough, simple diagrams and notes. She turns cautious and looks around a moment before checking once more on the device.]

We can talk in the Guardsmen HQ. I don't know if the Null would be able to hack the devices, but I'd rather not take any chances and risk them finding out our plans.

redwinekindofgirl

So, like... if I found a crossbow, can I get someone to enchant it to shoot fire bolts or something cool like that?

[There's a pause, while Julie considers her request, before she goes on.]

Or electric bolts? Those might be better. I really want to fuck the Null up good if they find us here.

lemontree

[Jon, a member of the Guard often seen in an armored leather tunic with a full, fur-collared cloak over it, appears today in a loose-necked linen shirt and a pair of plain modern cotton twill trousers.]

The Null are coming. We don't know when, or how. We might have the turn of a moon, or we might have a year.

We ought to assume that we have less time than more of it. [ Also present is Dany, dressed similarly: simply, and for the jungle’s heat rather than the recent tundra’s chill. ] Better to prepare now than to wait any longer and regret the time lost.

[Jon turns his head to watch Daenerys as she speaks, then turns his head back to the camera.]

Back where I come from, I spent many years as a sworn brother, defending my people's lands from a foe at least as terrible as your Null, maybe greater. Now, at home, our home, [(his gaze slides sidelong to Daenerys, as he chooses which word to use)] we prepare for a greater attack. If we fail, it's the end of every living person. We think of what to shore up, what to protect, and where -- what will give all our people the greatest chance of survival.

We have to think about the same things here.

[ Dany listens patiently, but there is a hardness in her face: there is great danger at their door, and she knows better than most that not all are meant for the vanguard. ]

For those who cannot or will not fight, we will prepare the empty units within Delight’s housing to act as shelter. They seem defensible enough for our purposes and should provide a suitable refuge.

[ For everyone else, though? For the citizens of Hadriel who plan to fight the Null? Well: ]

Those aren't the only shelters around the city, but it seems fitting to have more of them. But they can't be the only defensible positions. Anything we can do to make the city more defensible, any way we can make our buildings stronger, we should be working on it. The gods have helped greatly, but we must help ourselves. We must fortify what we can and think of where and how we'll make our stand when the time comes.

What will you do? What can you do? Join us, or work to the same purpose -- the most important thing is that we all have a plan.

What's your plan?

lemontree

I am through with being unable to protect myself. [ Comes the abrupt message over the network, one given by a young woman who isn't using the video function and who neglects to give her name. ] If it is possible, I would like to be taught some level of magic. I...don't know that it is possible, but I have heard that some of the - abilities from your worlds can be passed to others. If you would have me as a student of sorts, then I would find some way to repay you.

[ She doesn't have much to offer - not in Hadriel - but. Well, she figures there will be an opportunity to repay a favor at one point or another. ]

Even something small and simple [ "simple" ] would be better than nothing. Please, consider it.

northerndragon

[ Dark slate grey is Jon; dark blue is Daenerys. They stand near each other to address the network. They have been back in Hadriel for several days. ]

We've been out sailing for the past few weeks, and well, when we tried to shelter from the storm, we found this.

[ The images were captured with care, but not much expertise: neither Jon nor Daenerys has much experience with electronics or photographs other than their usage of the network, and it had taken them some time to get images even as good as these. All of the angles are amateurish, and the rain is always there.

The pictures show the remnants of buildings, familiar in style to anyone who has seen Hadriel, yet in a state of destruction and disrepair. It hadn't been a very nice place to shelter during a storm, but it had been better than nothing. ]

This island was a few days from here, if the winds are kind. Wasn't very big. The buildings on it look like the ones here in the city, Hadriel, but….

[ The pictures say it all, don't they? Jon looks distinctly troubled. Daenerys is far from indifferent, but also seems less-obviously bothered by the information they're relaying. ]

They were destroyed, as if attacked. [ Clearly. ] I would think it was some sort of assault, rather than another storm, but we had no way of confirming that information.

[ If only they could. Because, more concerning than that: ]

What was left of these buildings did not appear ancient. The onslaught seemed fairly recent, rather than long ago.

[ What does that mean? How many other cities like Hadriel exist in this world, and is it only the Null bent on destroying them? Or has this been going on for longer than anyone but the gods knows? ]

It might be that we need to be ready for something… more ready than we thought.

sciencelizard

[It's been a while since Alphys was on the network just on her own- she doesn't tend to get on video in front of a bunch of people except for emergency situations (like when the Null flooded the city last year). But now the feed starts with her hands pressed over the camera as she arranges her phone, pulling back after a few seconds to show her more in frame. Seems she was still setting up the recording. She's sitting at her desk in the Lab, the chalkboard behind her blank, giving a little wave.]

So uh, h-hey there, Hadriel! This is Alphys. Or well, I'm Alphys. Dr. Alphys, but just Alphys is fine, uh--

[She pulls at some papers on her desk to try and make herself look busy. Why is doing announcements so hard?]

Anyway! So some of you might, uh, know me in that I run the lab here. Kind of. I help run it with a lot of people! But uh, m-my specialty is actually in mechanical engineering, and uh, more specifically robotics. And uh, I've noticed recently there are actually a lot of robots here? All of a sudden?

[She waves her hands in front of her, palms out from her chest.]

Not that it's a bad thing! And I, uh, totally want to help- I've done repairs on plenty of robots here before and I have some, uh, s-spare parts and stuff like that, but... I was wondering if anyone else has experience in, uh, that sort of thing? I used to know a couple of people, but I think, uh... just about everyone's gone home.

[Alphys looks down for just a moment, her head spines wilting, before she perks back up with her trademarked lopsided smile.]

So uh! If anyone knows anything or just wants to lend a hand or is a new robot and needs something just let me know!! I'm down at the lab! So! Yeah! Bye!!!

[And then there's a few more seconds of her grabbing her phone and just kind of squeezing it until the feed cuts. Might've been nice to know where the lab is, but. She tried.]

[ooc: Please feel free to put action prompts in here of characters coming down to see her as well!! Just trying to keep it all in one space.]

stonebird

I have a delicate matter I need to discuss with a lady; preferably one who comes from a modern era. (Since her era has been called "medieval" more than once. Surely humanity has progressed in this...?)

I thank you in advance for your time. I would also like to -

(This is more difficult.)

A great Elf has left us. He was very dear to me and I will miss him for the rest of my life.

northerndragon

[Jon has been in Hadriel for a few months now, and because he's a member of the Guard, and Sansa Stark's brother, most other residents have probably seen him around. Still, he's a quiet man, however affable, and using the network is not second nature to him. It's likely that most people don't know much about him, except that they might be able to accurately recognize him as coming from a world where the technology is still set at "medieval." If they've heard him speak, they might also assume he's from Northern England, but the truth is that he's not from England at all.

He's dressed as he usually is, today, in a dark brown brigandine and a gorget with two facing wolf heads at the front center. His expression is curious and interested, while his tone is serious.]

I have a question for everyone -- for anyone who's willing to speak to me on the matter.

To some extent, I know what we face here. I'm always learning, but I'm beginning to have a better understanding of it.

What I want to know is: what do you face at home?

magician_king

Okay, I guess I'm a little overdue for this-

[Here goes nothing.]

My name is Quentin Coldwater. I'm a magician. I used to teach at Brakebills, and for a while, I lived in Fillory. I've got a pretty good grounding in physics and mathematics, and interuniversal travel. Normally I would consider myself able to claw my way out of this shit, but no dice this time.

Is there anyone here who knows anything about any or all of the above?

[He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit.]

I would like to get the fuck out of here, if anyone has any, uh, inroads on that one. Novel, I'm sure, but we've all got to start somewhere. Cheers.

stonebird

(Sansa's Tully blood has surfaced enthusiastically thanks to their new environment, taking her somewhat by surprise. She is dressed in a white shift and she is barefoot, standing on a rock near the sea. Her auburn hair is plaited neatly down her back and she is smiling at the rolling waves below.)

I don't believe I have ever learned how to properly swim. I need lessons; can anyone provide?

(Or there's just the "jump in the water and figure it out" method. She would rather not go about it so crudely.)

The water looks refreshing. Is it cold? The sun must warm the uppermost layer, but the depths have to be freezing.

nonscriptum

[As can be expected Nate's film-related framing could be significantly improved - he isn't entirely in line with the feed, but it does enable viewers to see the edge of a jib boom, thick fabric, and the roiling, dark waters behind him. Upon finding a sailboat moored in one of his island's small, rocky coves he commandeered it for the express purpose of old school navigation: no trade or transport, but cartography.

This might be evidenced by the worn pencil he has stuck behind one ear, and the notebook flat, open, in his hand. The other he uses to talk, being a gestural sort of person.]

I know everyone else is doing the whole- y'know, "organizing stuff and travel" thing, which is great! But I've been mapping the area because we're pretty scattered. Not just in terms of area and amenities, but environment. And the lunar cycle feels like it's twice as fast.

[He isn't an astronomer or an astro-physicist, but he's had to find his path by stars before and the passage of time is expedited here in a way that must contribute to the limited extents of high tide and low tide on the islands.]

I'm not sure if there was any life here before we arrived, but if anybody finds any ruins - ones we didn't bring with us - let me know.

[Nate turns briefly, glancing out at something adjacent to him. A shadow in the waves. When he speaks again it is with calculated casualness.]

And, uh...if you see a tall guy in a denim jacket...smoker, Boston accent, answers to "Sam." Tell him I'm looking for him.

nascere

[ guess who has two thumbs and is sitting by the lake, clearly enjoying a bout of fishing? ]

So. What kinds of fish do you get to catch, here?

stonebird

I have an inquiry for anyone willing to answer:

Is it common - in your opinion - to speak of lustful acts openly and crassly? There was so much I did not know before entering into my third betrothal and following marriage. I believe if the subject wasn't seen as wholly impolite, I might have been better prepared.

(Though that is unlikely. Reason: Ramsay Bolton.)

Of course I cannot agree with being crass. Surely there is a happy medium?

(Private to Margaery.)

How are you feeling? Do you need anything?

(/)

outofthefire

[the video opens on a slightly off-kilter Laura standing in the middle of the Sewing Shop]

Hey. Does anyone know if the Sewing Shop lady had any enemies, people who might wanna go after her? 'Cause I stopped by to get a dress altered and there wasn't anybody here. I did find this. [she turns the camera so it captures the view of little specks of what's clearly relatively fresh blood on the fabric draped across a table] here. So either she stuck herself real bad with a needle or something's going on. And if something's going on, I think I know who to blame.

[the camera turns back to face an unsmiling Laura who is now leaving the Shop and headed somewhere purposefully. those with sharp eyes will notice that she's walking towards the armory]

I probably shoulda said something about this earlier. I don't know how many other worlds even have demons. But mine does. And now, so does this world.

She's about my height, she's got a medium complexion and black hair. The thing you'll really notice is her black eyes. I don't mean black eyes as in someone hit her in the face black eyes, but actually black eyes. She already tried to kill me once. What's gonna stop her from killing someone else? Like maybe the Sewing Shop lady?

Demons are evil. Pure evil. They like to have their fun with us mortals, but don't mistake that for friendship. Demons don't even know what the word means. The best we can hope for is that they'll be amused by us long enough for us to get away.

[Laura arrives at the armory and yanks the door open. the camera veers off of her face and towards the ground as she enters, obviously searching for something. she lifts her hand with the camera as she reaches a shortbow, her other hand taking it off of the wall, shrugging it onto her shoulder. then the camera veers again and raises again as she finds a quiver of arrows, lifting that off of the wall, too. she lifts the camera up to her face again, catching a determined expression]

I don't know what I'm doing. I don't even know if she can be killed. But I guess we'll find out?

((OOC: This post takes place just before the contents of this incident))

divinusly

[ She's quite a distance away from the city, and it certainly shows. Dirt and dust spot the scarf she wears about her face and neck, caught in the fabric as she has sped through the desert upon the motorcycle, and the leather of her armor could use a good cleaning. Yet strangely enough her hair remains tightly bound in a braid, and her skin is unmarked by neither sun nor sand. She addresses the network calmly but quietly. ] Good evening. [ Or midday. Or whatever. ] For those I have not met, my name is Zelda. I am currently delivering one of the orbs the deity Love has granted us to its shrine.

[ Seems straightforward enough, yeah? Well, maybe not so much anymore. ] However, I seem to have encountered a-- [ Zelda turns the camera of the phone away from her, during which the connection becomes spottier, her voice lagging, twisting behind the frames. ] --being-- [ She using the phone's features to zoom in to something just a ways away from where she's stopped. Lingering beyond the hazy mirage of the cracked ground is one of the Null, but the connection seems to worsen just as she focuses the image. ] Is anyone-- [ More static, this time longer than before. When the visual returns, the image remains distorted. ]

--iliar with it?

[ It's not like any of the various beasts she's seen in or around the city proper, and it seems strange that it travels alone. While Zelda certainly may be a capable warrior, she reserves herself to seek information first before taking any action. ]

[ OOC: If you want to jump in on her log comment instead, see here: Bloop!

stonebird

(It has been some time - see: years - since she celebrated her birthday, but since she has a chance, she wonders if she should take it. She lights a candle beside her, sitting at a simple vanity.)

Are naming days important to you? If so, how do you make them special?

(She picks up a brush and slowly releases her hair from its braids.)

I think I will be nineteen in May. (It had taken some time for her to determine an appropriate month - the days are counted/reckoned differently in Westeros - and May had seemed the most fitting.) I never thought I would reach such an age and remain an independent woman. I would not mind falling in love and I cannot lie that I would cherish children, but I am proud of what I have overcome and accomplished.

(Setting the brush down, she lifts a small bottle of perfume and spritzes her wrists and her neck.)

I am a child of Summer, yet Winter is part of me. I will do what I must to survive and no man will ever use me again.

roseofthetyrells

[the video opens on the Sewing Shop, Margaery sitting in front of the camera with her legs crossed neatly at the knee and wearing this. there are three finished items on dress forms in the background and a small stack of bolts of fabric]

Hello, everyone! I wanted to let you know that the Sewing Shop is open for business. Please stop by if you need your garments mended or if you need something new that you can't find in the shops. I know how hard it is to find things that fit properly there.

I'm also available to give sewing lessons should you wish to learn! It's a very useful skill to have, especially here where anything can happen.

[Private to Abigail, Daenerys, and Maglor]

I have something ready for you. Feel free to stop in anytime to pick it up!

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