Reverie

Hi!

[The teenager that's visible on the camera smiles back at it, his dark black hair looking like he just stepped out of bed. He briefly rubs the single black earring on his left earlobe before speaking again and does so at times during the talk; it seems to be some sort of perpetual habit.]

My name's Naoya Toudou. Back home, my friends and I had several adventures together, but what I really want to explain today is what we used to fight - I'm what you call a Persona user. I have the ability to summon different Personas from the sea of my soul and each one comes with different spells. Some Personas are good for healing, others to attack. Some spells can turn me invisible, or make myself and others into werewolves. There's no real rhyme or reason, to be honest, or at least I don't think so.

[As a demonstration, he looks at the camera as the wind begins to blow upwards, rustling his hair. Glowing, bluish energy appears on the floor,before the light cuts off anything visible to the feed for a few brief seconds. When it adjusts again, Naoya is laying down on the ground with what appears to be a lion-like creature, except it is twice the size of a normal lion, and has a bone-like structure extending from it's spine to the end of its tail. He leans into the white fur and continues to speak. The creature lets out a small growl, but does not appear to be annoyed.]

So that one's Cerberus! [Why does it only have one head instead of three? A mystery.] I can keep one around for a bit, but it's always good not to have them out for too long. I wanted to offer those powers to those who need them; if we are to get out of here, I'd rather you know what I have at my disposal to aid you, especially after all that happened recently. I can heal if you have wounds, or use a fire spell for fires, or even turn you into stone for some reason and so on. I like to leave the usage stuff to people who are smarter than me, even if I have my own ideas.

[He shifts his legs a bit before continuing - demon lion fur was pretty comfortable.]

I'm not going to name anyone, but if you can use a Persona yourself, I was thinking that maybe we should organize a meeting all together? [He may or may not be a tiny bit lonely since none of his friends are around.] I figured this might be the best way to contact all of you...you don't need to reply to me here if you'd rather keep quiet about your powers, just a private message will be fine and we can arrange something, sometime.

[Keeping it vague as much as possible. He grins once more and does a brief peace sign. The creature yawns, its multiple rows of teeth visible.]

And if anyone else has any questions about Persona, I'd be happy to answer! Thanks for listening!

 Hey, ya'll.

[ Hi Reverie Fam, it's your resident faux texan Martian, here, his warm drawl caressing your ears. For those of you that have them and can still hear out of them, anyway. ]

So I've been thinkin'. 

We've been gettin' access to some new areas, but I'll be honest and say that there's on in particular I've been most interested in gettin' in, but we might need a team to do it like we did for the door to Operations. We need to get into the Hangar Bay. We know there is one - the map up in operations made that clear, and I'm pretty sure I even know the exact door we need to get in. We just need to get in  it.

So I thought--

[ He cuts off sharply with an ow!, and then there's a clattering noise as the communicator hits the floor. Silence for a couple seconds, and then in a breathless whisper that sounds like it's coming from several feet away: ]

Holy shit, where did these come from? [ There's another rustling and clattering and the next time his voice is audible, it's from much closer to the mic. ]

Folks, I think we've got a ride. 

I think we've got two rides, and--

Wait, what? Where the hell'd they go??

[The audio disconnects.]

( Clary can't sleep. That isn't new, but thanks to the steady application of an Endurance rune she doesn't quite look like the walking dead yet. In fact, her stele turning up has been a godsend. Nourishment to stop her having to eat the weird replicated food, Stealth so that she can wander the halls at all hours, and Soundless so that no one hears her scream if she finally gets a few hours sleep before the nightmares come. But runes can't really help her state of mind, and there's only so much she can do to stop herself going crazy.

Which is what drives her to the network in the middle of the night, thoughts going round in vicious circles. )

if you could wish for one thing in the whole wide world, what would it be?

( Grief isn't new, not to Clary. Each person that gets taken from her is another chip in her heart. But she's used to doing something. With Simon, she'd forced the others to bury him so that he could come back. With Jocelyn, she'd killed the demon who took her. With Jace, there should have been a wish.

If whoever brought her here had waited only two more minutes. She was so close. But now she's here. And he's dead. And in the dark of artificial night she can't put on her cheery smile anymore. )

What if you knew that it was the only one, in the history of all wishes, and that using it would mean it was gone and no matter who might need it down the line it's been used up, would you still take it?

( Jace will be long dead by the time she manages to get home. If she manages. But she spilt blood, Raziel owes her. There's still a chance. )

[She looks like hell thanks to exhaustion, but she figures that adding another project to the pile is exactly what she needs to keep from going crazy. So she reaches out to the network at large, hoping other people are listening and are open to working together.]

My name is Karen Page.

[There's a pause as she tries to figure out the best way to address her concern.]

I know none of us were expecting to be here for long, but the fact is there's no telling when we'll be able to go back home. There may not even be a home to go back to. I know people have discussed working on the fabricators, but is anyone considering the best way to repair the pool? It can't be sanitary to just leave the water in the condition it's in now.

I've been drawing up ideas, but I know this is something better worked on in a group.

[Really, she just wants a way to meet more people and figures this is a way to do that and be productive at the same time.]