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[ Uncertainty has caused Claire to lay low for a few days, holding her distance from those around her as the confusion of so many abruptly-displaced souls makes itself known- across this network created between them and in the demeanor of the 'native' crowd's bustle alike. She hasn't wanted to show herself; this can't be Cocoon, but the weight of being called traitor causes reluctance regardless... wariness of anyone else who might recognize her face or name.

Plus, on the other hand, she can only imagine that any person who isn't from Cocoon might not like those who are, to... put it lightly. No matter where she is or what is really going on, she pretty much expects a hostile environment regardless.

... One that neglects to show itself. In the end, come what may, because her strategy so far is only causing her more agitation. She can't stay silent for long. ]

How many of you are military personnel, police or otherwise? What is being done about this?

[ Okay, so she could spend even more time combing through things, but obviously she'd rather cut a corner or two here as soon as the impulse strikes her, as direct as possible if she can get people to talk to her that way. Pros and cons weighed, she has her reasons in what she says and how she appears- video feed, even when she could choose voice-only or text, dressed in her dark-colored PSICOM uniform, shoulder-length hair carefully brushed around her serious face.

That said, she pauses, something else obviously right at the edge of her tongue. She promised herself she would keep quiet, yet doesn't want to and--

...

She refrains, and the feed ends. After all, if the Pulse l'Cie are here, she has a pretty good feeling they'll show themselves eventually on their own. ]

alleyesonme

[Momo would prefer video or voice, but those attract a myriad of attention; text doesn't.]

Hi! ヾ(´･･｀｡)ノ” I am Kisaragi Momo and I am 16 years old!
First I guess I should see if any Mekameka members are here! If you are then let's meet up!! (＾▽＾)
Second I should greet new people! (＾▽＾) Hello again! ヾ(°▽°)ノ Let's be friends!
Third is it possible to accidentally post from your pillow phone because I really don't want to do that and have everyone see it! ヽ(；▽；)ノヽ(；▽；)ノヽ(；▽；)ノ

Thank you! ＼（＾＾）／

fortissimos

This whole thing is really strange, huh? I mean, I've had some weird dreams, but nothing like this. There's no way I'd dream up a place with a school.

[ Yep, someone's been to Orlea. She makes a disgusted face, then carries on. ]

Anyway! I've been talking to some of these guys— [ she waves towards a knight that's walking past ] —and I'm pretty sure I wanna sign up. So if anyone needs anything, consider magical girl Sayaka Miki at your service, okay? I'm not officially a knight yet, but that doesn't mean I can't get a head start!

[ HOLDING UP HER CUTLASS ENERGETICALLY she's got this guys, trust her. ]

Madoka, that includes you. It's my duty to take care of my future bride! [ Yeah she just wanted a chance to say that, sorry Madoka. ] As for Kyouko and Mami-san... ahaha, there's only room for one maiden in my heart, but I'll help you guys out too. Just count on me!

petitvoleur

ido n't underrstand h owthis obj ect issupposed to be usefull,

[Frustrated, Shoshanna takes a deep breath and begins to type again, but what she doesn't realize is that she's bumped the video button, so everyone can see the slim, sharp-featured young woman who's typing so terribly. She peers into her device, bringing it very close so that for a moment, all that is visible is one pale green eye, before placing it back in her lap.]

Is this magic? [she mutters to herself before another fluttering of her fingers ends the feed and posts it to the network. Beginner's luck, and all.]

idolizer

[ She's been waiting a few days, until the big sensation in the network was over. Perhaps asking for her classmates while everyone else was pretty much hanging on the network for more information and to look for their friends was a little rude of her, and it would have been messy. Besides, she needed time to effectively calm down and gather her thoughts, get over the trauma of dying and returning to life, somehow. Which wasn't a successful attempt, but eventually she's adapting to the new situation. Sayaka Maizono is a strong girl. That one terrible decision was only a moment of weakness determined by the video Monobear showed them. That's really it.

The feed clicks open, to the image of a blue-haired, pretty girl smiling brightly at the camera. She's learned to fake her smiles so well, that skill hasn't turned rusty at all. ]

Hello everyone! I noticed that so many of us turned out in this strange place, and that some of you found your friends here as well. I have yet to look for mine. [ Togami doesn't count. Definitely. ] Since everyone can see this, if any of the people who know me can contact me, I'll be really grateful! I'm living in the Orlea district if you want to find me.

[ She knows this might also mean that guy might see this as well, but she's ready to take risks and seek protection if worse comes to worst. ]

As for the rest of you, my name is Sayaka Maizono, and it's nice to meet you all! Let's work hard together to settle in this new enviroment. Maybe if we're good enough citizens, those rulers will let us go back home. [ Though to be honest, that would be the least of her wishes, considering her status. Regardless of that, she must keep her sickeningly sweet smile on and lie a bit. It's best to keep future friends close rather than seek for enemies. ]

That's all I needed to say. Thank you for your time!

[ She waves cheerfully. The feed comes to an end, but she'll be available for the rest of the day. ]

gamefaqs

[So, it's less of a text message and more of a scrawling, for now. Neat and cursive and slightly angled and full of small loops. Such are the downfalls of having to use a chalkboard to communicate. At least she's got a good enough piece of chalk to use.]

Hello, my fellow residents of Mallow Hallow. Forgive me for the sudden interruption.
Allow me to introduce you to a new acquaintance of mine.

[And then a video feed opens, like clockwork. There's nothing quite as succinct as a punctual transition. On screen is a clear shot of Rose's lap, and her bare forearms beneath the draping orange cloth of her robes. Resting against her elbows -- and her crossed knees, and her chest, and her stomach, and everything in between -- is a particular sort of black and purple and green and god-knows-what octopus-looking creature, albeit noticeably smaller.]

This is Herald Bonaparte the II [or, second]. I found him not too long ago, lost amongst the bustling crowds of Astralfield. He appears to be quite fond of me.

[She'd probably be fond of any stranger who plucked her up out of the streets if she were an alien-Eldritch abomination, too.]

Despite whatever fondness I may feel in return, his presence is key for more than just exciting the secret parts of me which find scaled-down recreations of insatiable monsters endearing. As some of you may have noticed, this particular district has something of a habit of entertaining the unusual. This, for instance, is something that I believe to be the work of whatever innocuous powers may hold jurisdiction over our beloved home, though the "how" and "why" elude me.

Creatures resembling those lurking within the confines of one's own mind... perhaps even people, or places, conjured before us without so much as a word of warning; has anyone else found something similar occurring around them? It may be worth looking into.