[As the feed clicks on, Ryuubi is kneeling in the center of his new haunt at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest, staring at the PCD. He looks frightening, as though in almost the week that has passed since the visitors disappeared, he'd been neither eating nor sleeping properly. His eyes are hollow, face ashen. He grips the device with cracking ( Read more... )

[The feed shows the sky, an endless, windy white; the PCD is lying on the ground, and over it is standing a young man, staring upwards. If you're into these kind of things, his outfit is easily recognizable as some sort of flight suit, though he wears no helmet. Staring, he doesn't realize that he is being recorded.

His eyes widen, very slightly.] ( Read more... )