[It's the first time she's shown her face on the network, attached it to her name; an unprecedented situation calls for caution. But the moment now is opportune. Her words will have more resonance if the people can see who's behind them.

Words that, while delayed slightly because of circumstance, have been far from forgotten.]

In my short time here, it has been clear to me that a lack of organization is a detriment to the operations of the Initiative, and, by extension, the well-being of Transports. Efforts have been made recently to address this lack of organization, but while commendable, they are not without their concerns.

By making a move such as that proposed to create a Transport-only governing body, we forget ourselves, as well as our cause. We forget that the Transport population is merely part of a whole, one that must be united in the face of a common threat. By making such a move, we only risk further alienating the Exiles, creating a larger rift when we cannot afford one in the first place.

I do not believe this move is ideal. More time and care are needed to consider the consequences it might have. To consider alternative solutions.

[She pauses, gives time for all of that to breathe before she concludes.]

If you have thoughts or concerns, I urge you to air them. This is a matter which affects us all, and every voice that wishes to be heard should be allowed the opportunity.

[ the tablet is sat in Elizabeth's lap, she hasn't worked out really how it works beyond hitting buttons until something seemed to happen. Which she's frowning so at it then far too pleased with herself when it seems to do what she wants it to. ]

How on earth do they make the little images move -- ? [ but it is no real, matter. She's learning to just accept the fact she doesn't understand how half this stuff works ] I've a few questions that I cannot ascertain simply from watching if I may be so bold... [ she licks her lips briefly before continuing. ] ... where does one find material to make clothes from? As I've yet to make sense of the items I find here made already, but the clothes I arrived in are... not fitting for most daily activities. [ It had only one layer of clothing and... no. No that seems wrong and strange and not at all decent. ]

As well as... [ she lent her head on her hand as she hummed. Making requests is strange, there ought to be people swarming about her, accompanying her wherever she went but now there isn't and its so odd to ask. ] Would I be able to request someone to take a walk about the city with me? Someone who is familiar with the times, so to speak, as I find myself unable to make sense of very much of it. England was a very different place to me, and I cannot make heads nor tails of her now. I do not ever recall her raining so much. [ and she smiles very briefly. ]

My thanks for your time.

[ ooc: my mistake, this should read as coming from Victoria Guildford. forgot to add it in, all my apologies for the confusion. ]

[Nanami's sunburn has mostly healed and peeled away by now, but she still shows signs of having been out in way too much sun for way too long. For once she's speaking very politely, aware of both of the subject matter and the adults who might be watching.]

It's my birthday on the 8th.

[If the potential selfishness is broadcasting her birthday for the entire network has dawned on her at all, she doesn't show any signs of recognizing it. But, for a moment, her expression becomes closed off and drawn.]

I already had a birthday, technically - on a mission. It was a long time ago, but only a few weeks here. But we all know that doesn't count!

[She lifts up again, pointing her index finger at the camera.]

There's no way I'll let this opportunity go by! This is the most important event in my life! I can't possibly let it pass without the appreciation it deserves! That's where some of you come in!

You should all be planning to attend!

[Attend what? Attend where? She's doesn't...know. Details.]

More to follow!

[ the feed starts abruptly with the corner of what appears to be a book covering a small portion of the camera. it shows a slightly awkward angle of Riku and the Replica tucked in a corner of the library, deep in conversation: ]

These books are stupid. These names are stupid. [ the Replica sighs, throwing another book on the desk while Riku continues to flip through his book. ]

What d'you want me to break out, kid's books? There's got to be a name you like somewhere in here.

Probably wouldn't make a difference. I don't want to be called Chris, or Mark, or Lucifer? What do they even mean?

Uh, let's steer clear of Lucifer. I don't know. I know 'Riku' means land. 'Sora' means sky... I think. 'Kairi' has something to do with the ocean. There's got to be something that says what they mean somewhere in here.

[ there's a moment of brief silence before the Replica snickers. ]

... Land?

Land, or earth, I thi--... what?

Nothing. It kind of works... you're stubborn enough, I guess.

Wouldn't that mean the same for you?

I never said I wasn't.

Maybe we should name you 'Volcano'. You're always ready to explode.

[ no sooner had Riku said it before the Replica grabbed a book and threw it across the table at him, aiming for his head. Riku barely even glances up and merely leans his head to the right as the book goes sailing over his shoulder. the Replica scowls at him. ]

Once a jerk, always a jerk.

I don't hear you rejecting it.

It's dumb enough that it shouldn't even be suggested, let alone be rejected.

At least I'm suggesting things. What about 'Virgil'?

[ silence again. this time the Replica seems to be considering it, head lowered a little in thought. Riku looks up from his page and quietly waits for his opinion. after a moment: ]

.... Does it mean anything?

[ there's a wry smile from Riku ] Strong.

Okay.

[ as the Replica (now Virgil) stands to gather up the books, he finally notices the tablet and quickly turns off the feed with a resigned sigh and a quiet groan.

OOC: responses will come from either or both limitstorm and replicates! ]

Hello, everyone.

I have been in United Earth territory since June. I was released last week. Although I have been inspected and declared safe by the Initiative, I feel that it is my obligation to notify you all of what happened.

I am very eager to see some of you again. I am staying in my assigned housing at 502 while I continue to recover. Please come by at your convenience.


((feel free to use this post for both network conversations and action!))

[ The feed turns on with Lucy sitting on the couch at her apartment, looking more cheerful. Her right arm is out of the sling, and she's even flexing it a little. ]

A while ago I was injured pretty badly from some weird ..person creature back. It was during the beach mission. I know a couple of you were concerned, so I thought I'd let you know this way - I've been given a clean bill of health. See? [ She flexes her arm again, moving it around. ]

It's a little stiff right now, but it's getting better. A lot better from ... from - [ She trails off at a bit of a racket outside, and gets to her feet, taking her device with her. And look, outside is Juvia's own stalker, Tank! Lucy doesn't appreciate his presence there. ]
( I apologize for everything this point on. )

Hmm… I think it was supposed to be used this way— Ah!

[ After realizing that the device is already transmitting him, Naegi quickly recomposes himself. He lets out a soft pardoning smile, indicating to excuse his behaviour just now. It’s then that one of his open hands wave faintly, greeting the audience at the same time. Behind him, there's a rather mysterious-looking girl, Kirigiri, who refuses to look at the camera at first. ]

G-Good morning, everyone! Um… Say, I’ve been really curious about something. [ After these particular set of words, Naegi stares more intently at the camera. Prior to this moment, he wondered if it’s a good idea to ask. But he’s already decided… He’ll never know otherwise. That’s what Kirigiri taught him, isn’t it? Risk is sometimes necessary to reach the truth. ] … Has anyone here heard of Hope’s Peak Academy? Does it mean anything for you?

[ Then he looks to the side, facing the girl momentarily. It's notable that he's less nervous when he faces her, smiling a little in addition. ]

Is there anything you'd like to ask them, Kirigiri-san?

[ The moment she's addressed, Kirigiri finally turns to look at the camera. The unwavering serious expression on her face is a bit intimidating, and that's most likely what's making the other boy nervous. There's probably several things that are bothering her and she'd like to inquire about. But she'll take it a little at a time. ]

Yes, actually... I'd like to know how the weapons given to us actually work. We've been told that it's been granted sentience but... [ Kirigiri holds up her "weapon" into view. It looks like some sort of digital camera... ] Mine is a little unconventional. Are there any others who are in the same boat?

Oh, I'm curious about that as well... I wonder how ordinary items like these are considered weapons? [ Naegi holds up his own, revealing a megaphone. ] How are they powered? We weren't given chargers... But I'm glad that there's options like these.

[ He's personally relieved for that. He wouldn't know how to react if someone asked him to pick a lethal weapon all of a sudden. ]

By the way, we’ve been separated from a couple of our friends… If anyone has seen others who have this insignia— [ momentarily holding this symbol out ] Please do let us know, we'd would really appreciate it…

A-And there’s one last thing! I’ve accidentally lost one of my shoes, so if anyone at the Housing building happens to see a red shoe… Well, I’d appreciate that getting returned as well. Th, thank you! And I’m sorry for the trouble.

[ The last request is rather embarrassing, so Naegi can clearly be seen flushing at his own clumsiness. With the broadcast serving its purpose though, Kirigiri turns away and starts walking off, presumably heading off ahead to look for Naegi's lost shoe: "Naegi-kun, you're hopeless." (... HA, HA.) But when he notices her going off ahead, he gets quickly frustrated: "Ah! W-Wait, Kirigiri-san!" So he trails after her, propping the device with him to wait for responses.

OOC | conservator & arbitrator will be combo replying. As for the red shoe, I'll be rolling a dice later on regarding who will find it! Just let me know if your character is willing to help, and I'll add them to the RNG list. Whoever finds Naegi's shoe will receive a nice reward. I'm not telling what it is yet. c: ]