--sort of like a folding iPhone or something... Oh, it's recording.

[Promptly, the feed spins around, shifting its focus from its owner's feet to his face. The young man on the screen sizes up the device for a moment, then clears his throat.]

Hey.

[After a beat, once more, he clears his throat. He's more of a listener than a talker, really.]

My name is Souji Seta. It's nice to meet you all. [A bow.] To the Initiative, while I admit this is all a lot for me to take in, and I would've liked a little more say in the matter, I can at least appreciate what you're trying to do under the circumstances. Hopefully I won't let you down. If anyone else needs help with anything, I'll be happy to do what I can.

...While I'm at it, if there's anyone from Inaba watching this, contact me as soon as you can. I just want to go over a few things before I settle in.

_{( Gambit’s seated at a table somewhere, a generic part of the surroundings that seem familiar enough but are hard to pinpoint. There’s a table in front of him that he has his feet propped up against, and he’s idly shuffling a deck of cards between his hands, over and over. When he glances at the device he flashes it a brash smile. )}

Seems like a lot of you post questions here, no? Get what information you can from each other. Good way ta go about things, and it means dat lot’s available for us newer ones comin’ in.

_{( He pauses, inclines his head. )}

But, where I come from, dey say giving has a price. So, I say we do something a bit different. A wager, of sorts, or a deal. I give you somethin’, you give somethin’ back, and no one goes home unhappy.

Well. ‘Cept there’s no “going home,” is there? C'est vrai, I’ve figured out a bit already. So you’ll have ta work hard ta impress.

_{( Another smile, this time with his lips pursed together. He’s laying the cards out one by one, now. Preparing a game of solitaire, perhaps. )}

So, here’s the challenge: tell me something I don’t know. It’ll be worth your while, promise.

_{( He winks at the screen, half challenging and half inviting. And then he cuts the feed. )}

[ The camera turns on to darkness, then redness, then ... focuses on someone who can be best described as very Dracula-like. If Dracula was small and had pointy ears, that is. ]

Oh, is it on? Very well ... Ahem.

[ The tablet is set down on something and Valvatorez takes a step back so his dramatic cape flourish can be seen better. His previous rather calm expression promptly turns into an angry one. ]

Listen up, you foolish humans! I have saved your world once before and now you expect me to do so again and fight in one of your stupid, pointless wars? The absurdity! I suppose it's to be expected of humanity, but do you not know that the only true way to achieve victory is through your own strength? There's no point to it if you don't fight your own battles. Kidnapping others and making them fight for you ... Do you honestly believe I would abide such a thing? Think again!

I refuse to fight your battles for you. HOWEVER! For the sake of my Netherworld, I will do what must be done and it's clear to me you are in dire need of some re-educating and as such I, Prinny Instructor Valvatorez, cannot turn a blind eye. I shall teach you the very meaning of fear and make you reform the Hades way! That is my promise, as a proud and noble demon.

[ He pauses, taking a moment to nod to himself, apparently satisfied with what he's just said. ]

Before I end this, I shall leave everyone with some very important advice. If you truly wish to become better and stronger, then you must start by eating SARRRDIINEES! [ You're spared an explanation why because the dramatic raising of his arms that accompanies his words knocks the device over and turns it off. ]

[Lee looks at the screen and he's certainly not amused, or it appears that way. There isn't much he can really do at this point. He did have a little interesting run-in at the bank today. Imagine his surprise but he's not saying anything in regards to it for the time being. What an interesting discovery that everything he once had in his accounts before transferred in this hell hole. That's one more nail in the coffin that doesn't set too well for him even if he could use the money.]

Huh, I've had one of the strangest conversations today. I think the poor bank teller had a heart attack, or she suddenly received a severe case of numb tongue. I had a good laugh after she fainted.

[Truth be told, he would have too if he didn't know any better.]

Ah, that's right. I have something to say. Vin, the order you requested? I have all of it. Even the rare ones, and no, I didn't have a problem this time.

[It's going to be a slow build and without his adoptive family getting in the way, he's going to start rebuilding his empire real soon.]

Light! [ Sure hope you wanted one (1) two meter tall guy shouting over the network today, Exsilium, because you're going to get it. Snow shakes his tablet a few times for emphasis, yelling into his surroundings as much as the screen itself. ] Vanille! Fang! Hope! Sazh! C'mon, someone answer...

[ Well, scratch that. He rubs the back of his head for a moment, before setting the tablet down and turning away. ]

I'm gonna need some help here... Ladies! Mind lendin' me a hand?

[ The feed catches the summoning of said ladies, though the pair are onscreen only a moment before transforming into a motorbike which Snow gleefully leaps aboard. He gives a heroic thumbs-up pose to the tablet before snatching it back up, tossing the (still transmitting) thing into a coat pocket. ]

Haha, alright! Let's get this show on the road!

[It's not long before something else is heard in the distance, a sound akin to a low rumble, or perhaps a growl.

It's all but confirmed when that growl becomes a roar, and a little later, a voice that might be familiar to some speaks up:]

I'll take the sky! We'll cover more ground that way. [Fang adds, in a mutter:] They've gotta be around here somewhere. No way we all could've been separated that quickly...there's something else going on.

[ ooc; TL;DR IF YOU EVER WANTED TO BE ACCOSTED BY A GIANT MAN ON A LESBIAN MOTORCYCLE OR AN ATTRACTIVE LADY ON A DRAGON today is your lucky day because they will be hitting up everyone they come across in addition to answering the network. Tags will come from both in separate threads! ]

[This is the first time Yue's even bothered to begin messing with this thing since her arrival. Her roommates in 405 likely notice a few things - one, they have a new roommate and two, that roommate must enjoy a lot of food. Seriously, there seems to always be food leftover near the stove. It's all neatly put up and most of it involves dumplings somehow.

This is one night when she's returned from training. And when the video pops up, it's...

Well, it's a bear. A panda, to be exact, with bright green eyes and long, slightly damp hair. The rest of her fur looks like it's trying to decide if it wants to fluff out or not. There's a slight accent to her voice as she talks.]

Let's see, let's see... ah, there, working!

[That brightens her up. There's the slightest of accents to her voice as she speaks.]

Much more efficent than letters. We should really have these back home, it would save so much time. And travel! I can't count the number of people who send me here or there or over there with a letter. A letter! What are the mailboxes for then!

[Huffpuff, she still can't get over that. It's not very efficient. Not that the Wandering Isle had the best postal system ever.

Whatever. She waves it off quickly to add:]

I'm Yue Hua. If you're hungry, stop and see me sometime. I'm usually training but I can always stop for a snack.

[Or five.]