Hello, students!

[Although Bianca waved cheerfully at the screen, her smile contained only a fraction of it's usual warmth. She gave the impression of someone who was forcing herself to be cheerful and holding back her sadness at all costs.I'm afraid my partner, Mister Bernard, has been called back to New York on urgent Rescue Aid Society business ( Read more... )

[It wasn't always easy for Miss Bianca to make use of her communicator. It was far too heavy and unwieldy for a mouse of her size. She was terribly determined, however, and, when she set her mind to it, she successfully propped the device up in order to send a message ( Read more... )

[Bianca's thoughts had drifted to the Rescue Aid Society on more than one occasion since she'd accepted the post at the Academy. She often wondered what her friends and colleagues were doing. The Mist wouldn't stop them from helping people who needed their help - certainly not! - but it would certainly make things difficult ( Read more... )

Oh, this is terrible!

[Bianca had tried to use her communicator to find out what was going on, but the static - and that horrible, horrible voice - had forced her to abandon her attempts before she'd found out anything of use ( Read more... )

[The communicator was too large for Bianca to use easily, but, eventually, she managed to manoeuvre it into a suitable position. After checking her makeup and readjusting her rather stylish hat, she switched on the camera and took up her position behind her desk ( Read more... )