Feb. 7th, 2011

[identity profile] memorymodus.livejournal.com
Look!

[Jade presents to the camera one frying pan, with eggs that look only lightly browned, but pretty edible.]

I made them all by myself! I didn't catch them on fire, and I made sure to watch them and the fire alarm didn't go off! I'm getting better! And I've been learning to cook other stuff too, all on my own. Because I don't want to hurt anyone else by setting the fire alarm off again.

[She sits the communicator down on the table along with the frying pan, and holds out her hands for the screen to see. Most of the reminders she brought with her are gone; instead, there are only two, one on each of her index fingers.]

I got rid of my colorful reminders...I couldn't remember what they meant at all! But these seemed important, so I kept them anyway. Maybe I'll need them in the future? My clouds didn't really tell me about this place.

[Filter: Friends]

So...I joined the Watch! I want all of my friends to be safe and crying wasn't really doing anything. It's time for me to help out in Death City!

I work until midnight, so don't worry if I'm not home, okay? And Dave...I'm sorry I won't be able to come see you DJ any more. It was so cool!

[ooc: If you think you're a friend...you probably are. 8| People on this list with 'respect' through 'best friend' and 'admire' can definitely see it. And yes Karkat that means you too.]
[identity profile] blue-darkslayer.livejournal.com
[This particular recorded message doesn't make its way onto the DEMISE network until late evening, after the sun has finally gone down. At this time Vergil has finally left the clinic - whether he was given permission to go or not - and judging by his surroundings he is somewhere on the streets.

Those that have noticed him at training would no doubt recognize his trademark Big Bag O' Blades™ slung over one shoulder. For a moment, though, another larger and far less common bag can be seen resting against his side. At least until visuals move upward to his face. Careful examination might reveal remnants of light bruising.]

[Brusquely:]


I need somewhere to stay for a couple of nights.

[Pause.]

If somebody would be so kind.

[Forgive Vergil's momentary lack of courtesy. It's been a rough couple of days, Death City.]