Sixth Bite [Video]

[scarlet_devil]

[There is a rather agitated looking Emilia appearing on video today, this time she is outside rather than at her computer, broadcasting from her phone. Despite her eyes being hidden by sunglasses, it looks like she hasn't gotten a wink of sleep since she was told Dani hadn't come home. She certainly hasn't turned up at her door either.]

Her uncle having a heart attack was bad enough without her cousin going missing soon afterwards...]

Dani's gone missing. [She rubs her free hand down the side of her face.] My uncle's had a heart attack yesterday and Dani's sister blamed her for it... Dani's run off because of it, I can't find her anywhere since yesterday.

I don't if she's hurt or been taken... Or simply hiding.

If anyone has seen her, I have to know.

[All she can do now is keep looking. Until she gets a response, the feed ends and the phone is put away in a pocket.]

((As per Dani's hiatus, she's run off for two weeks. She'll be found either by Emi or someone else around the end of the hiatus, hungry for blood but unhurt.))

39th Howl | Monday, August 4 [Audio]

[professorwolf]

[A certain familiar British voice is back on the network, everybody.]

Well, I'm back. I don't think I remembered to let anyone outside my immediate circle know I would be gone... I apologize for that. But summer school and training are both out of the way, and I'm free for a whole week before classes begin again.

For anyone new here, I'm-- Randall Lyall.

[There's a brief hesitation there, as he consciously makes himself not say "Randolph".]

Biology teacher at Locke High. Also happen to be a werewolf.

So did I miss anything terribly important? It doesn't look like anything's blown up, in my absence, anyhow.

(no subject)

[detectivetroll]

Who: Nick Burkhardt and Randolph Lyall
Where: Lyall's house
What: reunion kind of!
When: August 4th
Warnings: likely none!

( there is no emotion avoiding going on here at all )

Thirty-Second Message [Video | Sheet of Paper]

[scramasax]

[Well, he actually accomplished something this past week.

Taxing enough to get to that point, a part of his head's stil hiding itself repeating Please smite me, o mighty smiter for any time it's wasted, unnecessary attention it's drawn, or damage it could've caused by virtue of it not being an impossibility, but accomplished it was.

On the note of it being taxing, then, he's forced himself mentally tied before the feed. Suck it up, bite the bullet.

Swallows, and connects visually once he speaks up. Apologetically wheezing to carry on smoothly as he's breathing, as much as is possible. Wincing a bit connecting now so soon after the last connection, with the way it went, but freezes it out when he opens his jaw.]

It's -- Anthony Janvier. [Coughs.] -- A-a-again; excuse me.

[And... this should be simple enough to finally get said, best go on and say it - drat it, though, why is he a constant string of unhappy admissions - ]

I've uh -- been blind. Since -- March, uhmm. -- Completely. I can't -- read text, I... don't have a screenreader, which is because I... [Tone's sagged to scrape awkwardly low.] ...don't have a computer.

-- O-of my own, and I can't -- afford one. People offer -- people offer to, uh - to help me with - everything often; I'd want - I'd want to be able to earn, umm...?

[It. Or anything else for that matter; hopefully that's coming through.

Tone is low, still. Less scraping and more anxiously buzzing in a thread.]

If -- I do -- I do -- want. To change that. It's only I err - [Coughs, voice shocks hushed.] - ...need some advice, or --

I know um. L -- hires us; don't know what I - what I could possibly do, and it sounds like -- has enough. People who are better -- fits...

If there's any -- if anyone knows anything else I could do I would -- I would be so, so grateful. Er - hearing it; thanks, umm. [Gulp.] -- Thanks for your time; I'm sorry for all the -

[Riding a rather flustered sigh.] - all the talking -- com - complaining. Lately...

[And cut. Just about eagerly.]

text;

[shortspoken]

[ Ellie isn't used to making big important announcements. Or posting to the network at large. Still, she's going to do her best! ]

They're moving Project Jump.

[ That probably needs more explanation, doesn't it. Ughhhhhh words ]

The machine they were hiding, I mean. Thunder Corp will be moving it outside the city tomorrow.
Somebody should probably think about stopping them. With the number of armed guards they're sending, it's obviously something important.

[ The message is still missing something. A friendly touch, perhaps? To show she can be trusted? ]

:ヘ)

[ NAILED IT ]