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[ On the video feed today, a tired looking young man appears in the lounge. Miyuki has been going through notebook after notebook, and he's been up again trying to determine what the hell he could be doing. He's finally decided on turning on the watch. ]

Good afternoon. This is Miyuki Shirogane-- apologies if I've been a bit quiet lately. I've been spending a lot of time in the lounge attempting to get my bearings. I've... well, never been in space, and I wanted some time just to take it all in, I guess.

[ It was hard to deny that he had been spending an absurd amount of time stargazing. His childlike dreams come first! ]

That being said, I figured... there may be others who may not know what's been going on so well, so I was wondering if we could consolidate our information. I don't know if that's something we'd want to do through the video feed, or meet up somewhere to do so, but I figured I would put the idea on the table. I'm willing to take notes down, if necessary.

[ A pause. ] I figure as well, it may be good to... check on whether or not there's anyone who may be missing. If there's someone out there that hasn't been accounted for in a while.

Thank you for your time.

(( of course, threadjacking encouraged!! let's spread the joy and the info! ))

[ a message is sent out to all members of the circle -- a sudden image, projected from their wrists. and, perhaps to your surprise, it is of astoria, sitting by lake dona, staring into the water, looking as if she’s staring off into nothingness. but she seems to be talking to something -- or someone -- her voice tilting in an odd strain. ]

Alcina? [ her voice is soft, uncertain -- puzzled, confused. ] What are you doing here?

[ the only issue is that . . . there doesn’t seem to be anyone there. astoria is talking to the water, but there is nothing -- no hologram, no image, no person or creature standing there. Indeed, it just seems like astoria is talking to herself. ]

What have I done? [ her tone is immediately defensive, and her arms wrap around herself, her tone taking on a low, hissing tone -- unbecoming, really, of the normally bright and bubbly astoria. ] I am doing what we were intended to do, what we must do in order to save this universe. [ but she seems to pause, then, and she closes her eyes, murmuring to herself: ] You are not real, you are dead, there is no one here, I am waiting for them to return, they will be back soon . . .

[ there’s another gap of silence, almost awkwardly placed, before astoria sucks in a breath, looking shocked. ]

How are you speaking? [ it’s a sudden demand, as astoria lurches to her feet -- a graceless motion, from someone who typically quasi-floats through the air. ] You are dead. I am here, alone, and I was alone because of you. It lead to ruin because of you.

[ astoria’s voice sounds strained, and light dances at the end of her fingertips, digging into the flesh of her arms. vines and flowers begin to grow around her bare feet, curling around her legs, and spreading outward from her . . . a rampant sea of life, spiraling outward with every breath that she takes. the light grows as she inhales sharply, ripples emanating from astoria out into the lake, whatever energy she seems to be exuding disturbing the water. the sky darkens, a wind whipping from her fingertips, clouds abruptly rolling in . . . it almost looks as if a storm is coming, but the rain has not begun yet. ]

Leave!

It seems we're all stuck here together like one big happy family, aren't we? Since that's the case... how about we play a little game to get to know each other?

What is most important to you in your entire life? What would you be willing to do anything for? And I do mean anything~

And please, nothing like 'friendship' or 'world peace.' Really dig down deep; we should all be honest with each other, don't you think? ❤

[feel free to answer the question or not, Joshua seems to just be very bored. what a chatty nerd!]

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