[ Baaa Baa-aa-aaaaaa Baaaaaaaaaaa! ]

I say, hello, hel-looooo! I have a question for you all--

[ The grime-smeared face of Xerxes Break appears onscreen. His white hair is discolored with dust and stuck together. There's a semicircular wound under his right cheekbone, and the shoulder of his jacket looks chewed. Despite all of this, he seems terribly pleased with himself. ]

Does anyone here have qualifications in animal husbandry?

[ More angry bleating and a yelp! Break turns. Visible in the background is another (also dirty and disheveled) man, desperately fending off a sheep. It’s not going at all according to plan; with a single headbutt he’s out of the camera’s line of sight, followed by a thud and worrisome tinkling noises. ]

Why, Gilbert. I think she likes you! ♥

[ Moving right along... ]

Anyway - yes. I'm looking specifically for people with experience or interest in shepherding, as well as shearing, spinning, knitting, cheese-making--

[ Another CRASH! and a voice yelling, “Break, look out!" ]

--and hand-to-hand combat! Kindly respond to this post, or apply in person to the botanical gar--

[ Break’s face suddenly disappears. The last image visible onscreen is… this. ]

[Toph is lounged back on her bed in pajamas, with her legs stretched out in front of her and towards the tablet camera. Her dirty feet are not only up on the sheets, but taking up about 30% of the video frame.]

With this place, it's either snoreville or total chaos. And it has been way too quiet lately.

I don't like it.

[she sighs and picks her ear with a pinky finger.]

Hey, anyone out there know anything about "Braille"?

[This post is super backdated to shortly after Tyki leaves Lavi's birthday party with a slice of cake. :)

The camera does not, in fact, open with a focus on Tyki's face. Rather, it's showing a picture of a nice-sized well-frosted slice of chocolate cake on a plate, with a fork resting alongside. Someone is singing, in a reasonable voice:]

Parabéns a você,
Nesta data querida...
Muitas felicidades,
Muitos anos de vida...

[The song trails off, and he laughs.]

This is delicious, by the way, compliments to the chef. The one bright side to this place is how many interesting things I get to eat! Kangaroo, cake... [Ill-gotten birthday cake...] ... and history. You know, they don't tell you that history is delicious.

[He laughs, and carries on with the song, though humming this time. It's to the tune of "happy birthday," by the by.

This carries on for about thirty seconds and then he gets tired of doing that and switches the video off.]

[The camera turns on, and on the screen is a seventeen year-old boy, with blonde curls and blue eyes. He gives the camera a polite smile.]

I’ve been here a while but I haven’t tried this thing out. And I’d like to meet more of you, of course.

I’m Peeta. I’m 17 and I came from Panem. I like to bake mostly, bread or cakes… and I decorate the cakes at my dad’s bakery. I’m friends with Katniss, Haymitch and Effie, if you know them.

Oh… and does anyone know of any bakeries? Any that are hiring? Or if you need some heavy-lifting done, I can do that.

[He isn’t exactly sure how to apply for jobs. He’s only worked at his father’s bakery. He shrugs and turns off the feed.]