[Jesse is completely tweaking, which might be apparent to those who've gotten to know him, as his energy level is doubled. Not over-the-top, but a change from his default state of dead-eyed depression. He's excited!]

Hey, yo. 'sup, new guys. I'm Jesse Pinkman and I'm sorry I wasn't around to say hello the day you all showed up, but I was kinda busy with some real stupid shit. Anyway, that's all over now, so I'm all like - hey, let's do the friendly neighbor thing. 'cause, you know, it sucks balls showing up here at the end of the world all outta nowhere.

Anyway, I baked a bunch of cookies and shit, 'cause that's like the only thing to do around here since we don't even got TV. So anybody with some munchies or whatever, looking for some fine baked goods, you just drop by room 409 and I am here to deliver. It's delicious, yo. Ask Collette or Rin or Claire. They'll back me up on this.

You wanna stick around and smoke or drink, too, that's cool. I ain't saying it's a party, but it's a party.

And, um, hey - everybody who came down to my murder trial and put in a good word for me: thanks. Like, seriously. You literally saved my life, so you're awesome. I love you. I love you. I love you. Thank you.


(( Action threads are cool if you just want to show up at Jesse's place! ))

 [ Here's a jerk in a faded t-shirt and sunglasses, tossing an old, ragged rugby ball from hand to hand.  It's the crack of dawn and he's been digging around the Hold's training areas, because seriously, who sleeps?  COME SAY HI.]

I've been thinking, this place only has to speeds: Slow and Something is Trying to Kill Us.  I mean, sure we had that masquerade ball thing a while back and managed not to blow up anything, but every other time, something's trying to kill us in these really dramatic ways.  We need some Scooby-Do hijinks mixed in to level this shit out.

[ He stops tossing the ball and holds it up to the camera.]

Anyway, object lesson for all of you swords and sorcery types out there.  This is a rugby ball.  It's a piece of equipment used in a game where two teams try to run it down the length of a field and score points.  

I think.  I'm actually not clear on how you play rugby aside from it's a pretty good excuse to kick the crap out of your friends in the name of sportsmanship.  The more ya know.

Speaking of knowing shit, not sure if someone's put out the note yet, but if you're looking for a blonde mechanic, Winry's gone.

[ This post has been brought to you by restless vigilante kids who don't know how to handle emotions.]

For those of you who may not know me, I’m Nathaniel Howe, one of the newly promoted sergeants of the transport section of the Exsilium city watch. I will do my best to protect the citizens and the transports, and offer my services whenever needed.

However, there is something much more important that I need to discuss. I and my fellow Grey Warden Duncan have just returned from a brief reconnaissance excursion in United Earth territory. We weren’t able to glean very much new information regarding our enemy, but we did procure this:

[Nathaniel holds up a small vial--approximately half the size of a standard test-tube--filled with some unknown liquid]

We found this on one of the citizens of the United Earth, and we have great reason to believe that it contains the drug that is being used to keep the citizens docile, and to prevent them from rising up against their leaders.

Unfortunately, neither Duncan nor myself has been able to determine what exactly is contained in the solution. We are, of course, sharing what we’ve found with the Initiative, but I am also calling on my fellow transports to see if there is anyone who has the knowledge or means to possibly determine what ingredients are in the drug, and to hopefully find an antidote.

If you are interested in helping, please let me know. I’m also willing to answer whatever questions anyone might have about what we learned.

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[Lloyd seems a bit perturbed as the feed starts. Seriously, it's been over a week and he's only finding out what happened now? He really needs to pay more attention to this tablet thing, but he's still used to the communicator he had before. N-Not that he's been looking at that instead out of habit and wondering why it's so quiet before he remembers...]

Is it seriously already a New Year here? I just saw it's that January month again. The years on this world are really short! Did you even have that Halloween thing again, or does that not happen every year?

Dear individual who broke into my room yet again,

Since obviously stealing that is a big game to you, I will give you the chance to return what you took peacefully. Doing so will insure I don't tell all these wonderful people here who you are and just how much you shouldn't be trusted.

Sincerely,

Caesar Silverberg

And on the off-chance that they have ditched it somewhere rather than keep it, if anyone else happens across a fancy piece of paper from some little art supply shop and it has my name on it, I wouldn't mind seeing it returned all the same.

[ Basically, missing: one gift certificate. Not terribly important, but still his, so it's worth a shot asking. ]