[Saturday the 16th

It's barely 4AM when this message goes out. Those of you familiar with Erza will notice that she looks a little different today. Shades and a cap, even though the sun isn't up yet, and is that a tank top? Yup.]

Good morning everyone.

[The device is propped up on the kitchen counter in view of Erza performing warm up stretches.]

I have a few things I'd like to ask some of you. Firstly regarding the people who were regressed in age during the previous...event. I hope you have all returned to your usual selves with the success of our last mission.

I would like to inquire about the whereabouts of two of the children I encountered during that time, if they are in fact Transports; Arturia and Riana. I promised Arturia I would spar with her and Riana that I would try to find someone to help her with her bard lessons but I haven't seen either of them during the past few weeks.

[Now that her warm ups are done she faces the camera.]

Secondly, I have found the training sessions with the Initiative inadequate. That's why I've decided that Fairy Tail will follow a new training regimen starting this morning at 6AM.

[That's right Lucy and Natsu, she decided, that means your opinions are invalid.]

And so I would like to extend an invitation to anyone who would like to improve their abilities to meet us in Training Facility 3. I feel that we could all benefit from helping each other to improve.

[She collects her device from the counter.]

Snow, if you are awake I have have left breakfast in the microwave.

[Before she turns the feed off she becomes deathly serious.]

Natsu. Lucy. Your relationship will not excuse you from arriving on time.

It is surprising, to hear of two holidays that hold such little in common with each other colliding on one day.

[ the feed has caught onto Larsa, awkwardly holding a bunch of candies. it seems like someone who's just passed by has just poured out a bunch into his cupped, gloved hands. he looks at all the chocolate and caramels and shuffles a little, with a grimace. ]

I... must admit to not having a fondness for sweets. If anyone would want these... please.

[ he sets them carefully into a little satchel beside him, atop a sketchbook that seems dog-eared and meticulously kept. he had watercolors next to him as well as a few brushes, but does not seem to draw attention to them. when he turns back to the feed, that awkwardness disappears, covered by a thin sheet of smiles as he struggles to keep his cheer about him in light of all that's happened. ]

I have heard of this 'Valentine's Day' and this day of Separation.

I have heard my full of Exsilium's Day of Separation--and gave gained trinkets abound due to my age. [ which he's so not going to go into. ]

Yet, I have heard little of this Day of Valentine's.

From what I have been able to gather, it is a day wherein love is celebrated, is it not? Committed relationships as well as passing fancies... it seems far more complicated than a mere day of Separation.

May I ask for a more detailed explanation from one who has celebrated such a holiday before?

[ Text; ]

[ This anonymous message will be posted for everyone in Exsilium's network to see. It is simple and easy enough to understand. His wish is simple enough actually. He just wanted to know what drove these people to fight.

What was so attractive about a war that wasn't theirs to begin with? ]

Are we expected to fight simply because we have the weapons to do so?


For those who are fighting, what are you fighting for? How certain are you that you are fighting for the right reasons?

[ Action; ]

[ A few hours after sending the message, he can be found taking apart his tablet. He was studying it and searching for anything that would resemble a bug. Kira is understandably very cautious by nature and takes his privacy very seriously.

Whoever enters the unit will notice messily arranged parts from the tablet and tools on the floor and Kira in the middle of all that chaos with a serious look on his face. ]

[Rain. That's what the video catches for a good few minutes. That, and the occasional upside down passerby. Soon enough, M'gann reaches a hand over and takes the tablet, angling it so it shows her sitting by a restaurant window under an awning. Instead of her usual green complexion, she appears to be an average caucasian female, made to blend right in with the natives.

Eyes facing the camera, the martian stares at it a moment before sighing.]

Maybe it's the rain finally getting to me, but I can't help feeling a little restless right now. And I know we just had a big mission not even two weeks ago in addition to all the chaos before that. I don't get it.

I've tried meditation, baking and even walking around the city. Nothing's helped so far. Anyone have any suggestions on how I can shake this? Who knows, maybe just talking to someone will make a difference. I'm open to ideas.

( Telepathy to Blue )

[Axel greets the feed with a look that teeters somewhere between abashed and indignant.]

Usually when someone gets sent back in time it's with the added perk of retaining everything they'd learned up til that point. I hope I'm not the only one who's really glad they grew out of who they were ten years ago. [He grins then and spins a frisbee around one finger.] At least I got to keep a souvenir this time, though~

By the way, anybody who shared their food with me when I was so rudely told that my currency from home was no good here, you have my sincere appreciation. [And surprisingly, he means it. Even the sincerity part!]

( Private to Roxas )