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[Don't question a bored ~~Jedi~~Sith. Anakin is balanced on a large rock, surrounded by other, smaller rocks, that are floating. His lightsaber flashes, slicing through the circle of rocky opponents in one motion. The pieces tumble back to the ground in unison.]

I'm thinking about taking on new students if anyone is interested. I stopped giving lessons and -

[That was a mistake. He can't let himself feel hopeless anymore.]

Anyway, if you have Force ability, I will be able to tell with one meeting. And if I can't find anyone that fits that criteria, I'll just give defense lessons.

Ask me any questions; I can train and talk. [He is already raising more stones into the air, swinging his lightsaber as if it is merely an extension of his arm.]

roseofthetyrells

[the video opens on Margaery sitting neatly in a chair, wearing one of her usual gowns with her sword sitting on her lap. for those with practiced eyes or those who know Margaery well, they will be able to tell that her smile is still strained and not entirely meeting her eyes, but it's still bright and beautiful just the same]

Hello, everyone! I wanted to remind you that the Sewing Shop is open and ready for business here on the North Island. I can make a wide variety of clothing or embellish that which you already have. You have only to ask.

The only price is that you have to obtain a bolt of fabric from Tranquility in exchange. All manners of fabric are welcome as are all colors.

Thank you and I hope to see you soon!

[filtered to the Killjoys cast]

One of your friends, Party Poison, has approached me about making clothing for all of you. He's already paid in advance, so all you need to do is come over so I can take your measurements and talk to you about what you would like to have.

[filtered to Eleven (and Wash)]

I have a few surprises for you. Come over whenever you like and I'll have them ready for you.

multivitamins

oh my god what the fuck? you know what, this flu is like some killer flu or some shit because everyone i have spoken to is coming down with it. how is that for this place? all survived the null attack to be killed by a cold? you do realize that the influenza virus can give you shit like heart failure and sepsis? i mean jesus, your arm could drop off. other bits of you could fall off.

so if you don't have this flu bullshit then go lock yourself away and don't talk to anyone and if we all die then at least we'll come back. maybe. unless it's all fucked up then who the hell knows anymore?

it'll be smallpox next.

[ This is Eddie's worst nightmare without the paranoia kicking in.]

theflea

Stores are empty.

[ Eleven didn't really want to have to ask for help from anyone, not with her current project anyways but it seemed she was having a hard time scavenging the items she required.

As usual, the phone floated around her from a slight hight, using her ability to control it, leaving her hands free to rummage through the debris and trash. She wore her pink dress and wig today, there had been an influx of new people arriving and she didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention. ]

I need... I need.

[ The word goggles had slipped her mind, so instead Eleven cupped her hands together sideways and held them over her eyes. She hoped it looked like glasses or something recognizable. ]

Black. Paint or fabric?

[ Going back to digging through rubbish, tossing things behind her that were of no use. Then, she suddenly stood up and turned to face the camera. She has a question on the tip of her tongue. ]

The water. Can we float?

hardwearing

[ When Wash appears onscreen, it's obvious he's upset over something and trying and failing to hide that. Although he's got his helmet off for the sake of the video he's still wearing the rest of his armor, the grey metal reflecting a bit of sunlight. Anyone looking closely will notice a splatter of blood on his shoulder that he missed when he cleaned himself up for this, and his hair is still mussed from the helmet. Really, he should have taken the time to go home and change and make sure he looked presentable, but. He's not exactly thinking things through well right now. No, he just knows that Kyna wouldn't want him to withdraw like everything in him is screaming to do, and that training himself to exhaustion will be much easier with help. So here goes, before he loses his nerve. He'll keep it short, don't worry. ]

I need sparring partners. The monsters aren't enough of a challenge. I don't care if you've got armor, or what weapons you want to use, just that you won't hold back. And there are probably a dozen offers like this already but if anyone wants to learn to fight, that's sorta what I was in charge of back home. I'll take as many people as are interested, I just really need to keep busy right now.

[ He starts to lower the phone to turn it off, because awkward as that felt at least it's done, but the pile of monsters he's killed catches his attention. They shouldn't go to waste. ]

Oh. Right, uh. I guess if anyone wants monster meat, I've got a ton here.

theflea

[ She's been here for, well, almost a whole month now and this is possibly the first time some of you will have seen her!

Eleven has been keeping herself to herself. Trying to work out where she is, what's safe to eat and most importantly, how to use this phone device?

Switching the feed, Eleven's sat there in her gaudish shiny pink squad jacket (she's keeping it by the way! It's kinda cute plus it's warm!) It should be no surprise to anyone that tried to get to know her, to see that she's somewhere outside in the open, away from everyone and everything. The phone is floating as it broadcasts her, sitting there, crossed legged staring at the camera. ]

Can't find friends.

[ She shakes her head a little, a sad expression very clear on her face. ]

I've looked... Can't reach outside of cave...

[ A long moments pause as she took a slow look around. Never having been one for confined spaces, so this cave felt like it was closing in around her half the time. ]

Bad people are here. Everyone hurts. I don't want to hurt... Can I go now?

survivorsguilt

[She's put this off for like a week, thinking it was best to not incite anger, or to bring attention to herself, but it just keeps coming back to bother her. Ellie can't let it go.

The sweater she's sporting perhaps isn't the best thing to be taken seriously in (thanks, evil trees laden with fun shirts!) but anyone who knows Ellie will recognise that fire in her eyes. She's dead serious.]

You know, you can direct all the righteous anger you want to at the gods, and that's fucking fine, I get it even, but have you considered that spending less time arguing with them and more time working towards solutions to all this shit is probably a good idea? Fuck.

It seems like some of you are just totally fine with them dying, and I- you- [Maybe she should have planned this out better. Distress seeps into her voice, and she chokes up a little, but presses on.] I mean, don't you get it? There are people here who aren't even alive back home. A lot of them. If this place goes up in flames, if they gods die, they go nowhere. I'm not letting that happen.

And to this fucking lying scumbag, whoever you are? If you are one of us- I'll find you.

[That didn't go as smoothly or sound as eloquent as she'd hoped for. Ellie switches the video off with more force than is probably necessary.

Incredibly, she doesn't feel much better.]

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