[ There's a rumbling, hacking cough as the audio comes on. ]

Hey, uh, Katara, Toph, Asami, Bolin--anyone else.

Probably wanna stay away from my room right now. I'm down with this virus thing--

[ He breaks into another fit of coughing, then groans. ]

Where's Aang with some frozen frogs when you need him?

[It doesn’t take long for Celena to get the hang of the tablet despite differences from the previous communications device she’d been used to and indeed had kept with her. Thus the image of a rather draconic looking face with distinct glowing markings comes into view, the tablet seemingly floating from its slight motion.]

From one war to another, with more worlds than this at risk if what I have heard is true.

I would request any information of note that may not have been made readily available regarding the previous mission that I was made aware of.

Any information regarding the current situation would also be appreciated, if I am not mistaken there is an outbreak of some manner of disease or virus at hand?

[Her expression turns a slightly more cheerful cast]

I am Celena Vantari; A recent arrival, I would offer my services where ever they may be required. I have skill in the magical and a measure of experience in the fields of engineering.

I look forward to meeting many of you in the days and weeks ahead.

[it's evening, babydoll's settled on her cot. her katana and gun are next to her, waiting to be cleaned -- something she hasn't done recently -- while she's still in the clothes she came into exsilium with. she didn't want to sleep yet, and exploring the city day and night interested her. the device is held out in front of her and she offers a smile.]

I know things are bad right now, with this virus going around. If anyone needs it, I can help. I haven't come down with anything yet.

[she pauses, glancing down as if she wants to say something else. she holds back and moves on instead,]

After the virus has been rid of, I'd like a training partner. [she doesn't want to take any valued time away from the people who needed help.] I'd also be open to helping others train or people who needed help learning how to fight.

[it's going to help her bide her time as she thinks of an escape plan, or, even better, returns home after the next mission. that's what she hopes, anyway.]

[with that, the feed cuts.]

[Aidan appears.]

Since I found out I'm immune and highly unlikely to be able to carry the sickness that's going around, I decided I'd start running a courier service. I'm not charging anything for it, but I'll take donations.

I wasn't doing anything else, so I thought, why not help some people out?

Post here if you need anything and I'll see what I can do.

[forward-date to around 3 or 4am 6/13. poster ID for this tablet is MARTIN DARKOV, but this is not the Martin you are looking for. here is a pretty face for you.

actually, no. this was a pretty face, but there is a lot of ugly going on here. scabs and grooved flesh all along the right side...eye nearly swollen shut.

this gal's brow is furrowed, straining, contradicting the lazy smile it wears.

slow, methodical, yet wavering after each letter:]

D. A. R. [swallow. a wider smile and a shakier voice.] K. O. V.

[it blinks a few times; there's a couple tears trailing from behind the monocle.]

Oh. Sh. Shh.

We solved a mystery.