[ There is what appears to be an old but handsome fellow, with ears pointed in a rather elf-like fashion. But with his hair long, it's easy to miss that feature. The yellow eyes, however, are impossible to miss.

He looks down at the camera, thoughtful and humming a small tune to himself before speaking. ]

It has been . . . a very long time, I see. I leave Exsilium for what feels like yesterday, but only to arrive here. Imagine my confusion! I thought I had recently left the pale moon of my world and found myself back on another pale white moon.

[ The joviality of the old elf's face is soon gone, somber now. ]

I have heard of Exsilium's fate, and I am saddened to hear it. I wish I was there to help those in need. I do hate to be tardy.

[ There might've been a cool hint of bitterness in his voice, but it is gone like vapor. ]

I suppose there's an occupation I could put myself in, hmm? I doubt I would be much use as a mail carrier as I used to be when I was very young, but I think there something I can do here.

[Cy's in pretty bad shape, even if it can't be seen it can definitely be heard.  His voice is ragged, a growl to it as if he's trying to keep himself together.]

I know all of you...  You're pr--  You're blood is pretty precious to you but...  [He pauses, sucking in a pained breath so he can go on.]

I need to feed.  If I don't...  Well, it'll be bad.  [He gives a bitter little laugh.  Bad is an understatement here.]

Needs to be human.  Can't...nothing else works. 

[As if an afterthought.]  Please.

So this is like some sort of comic, yeah? I get zapped to like the future and there's some apocalyptic war and like now people have powers? [She seems a little enthusiastic about this. She's gotten trapped in like Sid's dreams or something. That's what this is.]

I feel like I should be half naked. [Or all naked. She grabs her chest and looks down. If this is Sid's dream, shouldn't her breasts be out more? Shouldn't there be sex? Or actually Sid... Or--]

What about those tights? Superhero outfits have like nothing to them, right? Do we get one of those?

[Because clearly she's lost all sense of reality.]

Wow. But I like totally don't have a superhero name. [Beat.] It would definitely have the word pussy in it.

[Hahaha. She's so amused. Smiling a little widely with a bright smile, she really does look innocent, despite what she just said.]

Oh. I'm Cassie. Hi. [She wiggles her fingers before shutting the feed off.]

I see I've missed quite a bit in the last few days. Thanks to those who helped keep this place safe amidst all of... Well, that.

I was out the entire time on a supply run, and I am glad to say the Marasia Lounge is now better stocked with a wider array of drinks. New to the available service, I have a whole bunch of different sodas and other non-alcoholic options.

As always, we're looking for more people willing to help make this place an oasis of rest and happiness amidst the current environment. Please inquire within if you are interested.

Thank you for your time.

(OOC: Feel free to respond in action by going into Pidonus' strange little extradimensional space and walking up to the bar.)

[At 6 P.M. on November 5th a video shows up recorded in an empty room by a teenage girl with glowing white skin, green makeup, and horns. She speaks with a clarity practiced in front of the mirror and an intentional enthusiasm that is the only thing keeping her from eroding into dust leaving only her purple dress behind to show she was ever here.]

Good evening, transports. Have you just arrived, disoriented and distraught? Have you found sympathy for the Initiative's cause and want to know? Or maybe you want to share your experience with your fellow Transports? Maybe your usual combat comrades have left, leaving you without the support network you had come to depend on here? Do you want to make sure somebody can report back what happened to us if you die while on a mission? Are you just interested in an excuse to interact with at least one other sentient being to assuage your crippling loneliness?

In any of those cases... May I suggest that you sign up for the Newcomer-Veteran Matchmaking Program! Run by the Department of Initiative-Transport Relations, we have over two dozen seasoned veterans at our disposal ready to make a connection.

The scheduled mixer has been delayed on account of too little time to prepare earlier this week; invitations will be sent to everyone who applies for this program. That is all. I'm happy to answer any questions you may have.

((Signups are always open! Matchups for this month will be finalized in a few days.))