Quite a gloomy start to the New Year, hm?  What with all of this...trouble going on.

[A rather bitter-sounding chuckle from Seth, who proceeds to sound uncharacteristically somber and a bit stern, compared to her previous NV communications.  Indeed, she's feeling contemplative in light of the recent...terrible events.]

Still, at the same time, it's ( Read more... )

Ah, the holidays. That splendid time of year replete with well-meaning hypocrites, the raising of the dead, saints made famous for their preternatural abilities of home intrusion, and suicides. It's no small wonder that children become disillusioned with the season the moment they reach the age of reason.

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I've taken a personal day off of work, so everyone who has a shift tonight should direct their calls to my personal assistant, Mr. Franz d'Epinay, and he will get in touch with me about those. There shouldn't be any questions about the actual schedule, seeing as you all knew it well in advance.

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[You know what you need, Siren's Port? A song! Sung off-key, as usual. Raphael is perched on a telephone wire somewhere strumming his guitar and using his object manipulation powers to hold the NV away from him.]

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[ When the feed starts up, it's to darkness, that certain lightless space associated with too-deep nights. Or is it? It's not a total black-out, what with that glow hovering just at the corner of the screen. There's a wall, coming into focus, and signs, the faint illumination of the city helped along by the equally faint, if steady, pulse of blue ( Read more... )

[It's a post early eaaarly in the morning, but Alois can't sleep.]

Best books for small kids. Name them. And none of that depressing shit. I don't want another Charlotte Incident.