[At first, it's not a very impressive broadcast - at least it's quiet, though, so no one will be woken up. The camera shakes and jiggles as though being held loosely in a hand, then finally settles on a view of a rather plain shelter room. Someone has obviously forgotten to turn off the video function after talking to somebody, then taken their communicator off and set it aside.

So, an empty, undecorated shelter room - or is it empty? No, after a moment, a rabbit with mottled fur hops into frame. He stands up on his haunches and sniffs the air; then, for those who have stuck around this long, the show really begins.

He starts leaping into the air and twisting in half-circles, for no apparent reason other than an excess of either happiness or energy. Every now and then he'll stop to sniff at something or dig in the rug, but then he starts jumping again, always turning sharply in the air before landing.

Until - ah! Now he's noticed the communicator. He hops up onto the bed, and the screen is immediately full of twitching rabbit nose. Someone's headset is going to get very badly chewed if he doesn't return soon.]

[How many days had it been? No, more like weeks. Keeping an eye on Diva and her Chevalier and training were all that she thought about; it didn't occur to Saya that she had missed her blood transfusions until she nearly collapsed in the dojo.]

[Making her way to the hospital is slow going, Saya hunched over and using her sheathed katana rather like a crutch. She can't take the main roads because of the risk of Diva and Conrad attacking her while she's weakened. Stupid stupid stupid.]

[-- wait, what's that sound? A... snatch of a melody? Fear grips her tight, but she barely manages to lift her sword. Damn it, not now...]

[She's so focused on Diva's sudden appearance that it doesn't even occur to Saya that the DF dispatch is currently registering her life signs tanking -- with Diva right there beside her.]

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((OOC, PLEASE READ: When your character arrives they will see Saya's identical twin, Diva, flitting away. DF participation is not strictly necessary in this post, but if members want to show up that would be awesome! Also, Saya DOES NOT bite people, unless your character is very very insistent. o/ ))

[A young man dressed in black, velvety robes is seen walking and pacing the corridors in the restrained section of the prison still.]

Yet another day of this restrainment. It should please me that they apparently fear me this much.

How kind of Acumen to announce that it will snow. It may want to take caution in the future, however. How easy it would be for those who wish to use it to their advantage to do so.

[Well, it is morning, Marina. And it is a beautiful morning indeed - or maybe it isn't, Ashura has no idea as of yet because he is still sleeping. You all might notice this in the corner of the communicator's camera, seeing as Ashura has his back and all you see is the top of an ear, long black hair, and a body curled beneath the covers.

What, might you ask, would cause the communicator to turn on?

Well, it might be Ashura's new pet, the song bird from his world. He had yet to take the little creature to the butterfly house, so for the time being it made itself at home in Ashura's warm apartment. And it being the early bird that it was, had woken and decided to explore some. It had found the communicator and prodded at it with its birdie curiosity, and managed to press the button for a video feed. We've all done it once or twice, Marina, don't lie to yourselves and say you haven't.

And what do early birds do besides poke at machinery? They sing.

So you will be serenaded with a lovely song, Marina, early in the morning by Ashura's new pet bird. If only this was a music video. Instead, you get to watch Ashura sleep. Well, at least one thing was nice about this?]