So here's a question. How many of you've- No, I'm not going to start with that.

[ It's too depressing, and he'd rather try and stay as upbeat as he can. ]

What've you got waiting for you back home?

[ Oh, he knows sometimes there's no getting around the difficult things, and that's not his point. He doesn't believe in sugarcoating anything.

And now that he's said this, he's just realized he's been a bit one-note with his transmissions, since both of them have had to do with their homes. ]

It's just that I've been thinking, it puts this war we're supposed to be fighting into perspective. Thinking about the people and places I want to keep safe does that for me.

[ Alright, maybe he'll get laughed off the network for saying what's on his mind, and really, he's okay with that. He just had to put his thoughts somewhere, so he did. ]

[The video feed opens on a twelve-year-old girl with bright red hair, a rather gaunt face, and dark circles under her eyes. She's working on fixing that, really, but it's been a long couple of days.]

Hi. I know it's been kind of lousy here for a while, but it seems like it's letting up. I got some sleep, anyway. I hope you guys did, too.

Anyway, I figured we should celebrate, and since it's basically summer now, why not have a bonfire? We could make s'mores or roast weenies and sing camp songs and stuff like that. It'd be swell.

So let me know if you're interested, and I'll start chopping firewood. [She gives the camera a grin.] And if you need some odd jobs done, can you let me know that, too? I gotta start making some money around here, or I won't be able to afford the marshmallows and stuff. I'm pretty strong, and I'm a good artist, and I don't mind getting dirty. So if you need something done, call me up, O.K.?

[ Rapunzel appears through the bracelet looking a little worse for wear. She gives a soft sigh and small awkward smile to the bracelet feed. ]

Hey um... I know this is going to sound a little crazy, and maybe I'm just tired or something but...

[ She frowns and starts fidgeting with her hair a little. ]

Has anyone else been hearing... strange noises? No, not just any noises but... sad noises? Like reaaally sad noises? I've been hearing them for a while now and I've gone out searching, but It's like it's impossible to find the source...

[ She faces the bracelet again. ]

I just... I want to see what's wrong. See if I can help maybe. Anyway, that's all I wanted to ask.

[He's sitting on the floor of an empty room, holding a piece of paper in his lap. The sun is barely starting to peek through the window behind him, and the corner of a neatly rolled bundle of blankets is visible beside.]

I've been bid by miss Gallagher to invite you all to a moving-in party at Odin 107 this afternoon. [He glances at the paper again.] There'll be dinner and a movie - the adventures of John Wayne or somesuch, I think - waiting for those of you who earn it.

[And you do have to earn it. Roland gives the screen the gimlet eye for a pointed, silent moment before cutting the screen off. Freeloaders will be prosecuted. This means you.]

[Yes, you.]

[You know who you are.]



((ooc: You can comment to the message itself or just have your character drop by! The log for that can be found under a header in the comments below. If your character is looking for Fiona or Roland specifically (or both) leave their name in the subject line of your comment. Feel free to thread-jack, mingle, all that stuff. It is a party, after all, even though Roland might not have made it sound like one.))

See a buried bit of rubble, and you'll try to dig it out.

Try to dig it out, and you'll get your hand stuck in a crevice. Get your hand stuck in a crevice, and you'll drop your pretty jewels. Drop one small ring of metal, and you'll find yourself vanished for a week. Disappear for but a week, and the whole bloody place goes to ice and shit. 

So who wants to try some cake samples and tell me which ones tastes the best.

[The video shows a variety of squares on little plates: chocolate and lemon and red velvet. Most have just a pearly white icing, but a few have candied flower petals, or colorful little sugar bubbles.]

It's spring, and there's already been talk of one wedding, so I figured I'd better up my game.

[Peeta's quiet for a moment, but there's an embarrassed little smile on his lips, and something in his eyes that suggests he has more to say.]

That reminds me, I might've joked with a few of you that I'm married. I'm actually not - not really. But all I could think about while I was baking is what kind of cake she'd want at her real wedding.

I've watched this girl my entire life, and I can't even guess which one she'd choose. But then I realized that I could find out. And I could give it to her too.

[Private to Katniss]

So...what do you think? We could do it for real here.

A lot of people ask about the gods when they get here and they keep talking about them after, too. It made me think. We don't have any gods where I'm from, but we have a government.

Mr. Odin is the one who keeps things running here, so he's kind of like the President Snow of Asgard. [Rue frowns.] Except...nicer. Some people in Panem like the government, some people don't. Some people here like the gods, and some people don't. [It's a match! Kind of.] I kind of realized I don't really know a lot about the governments in everybody else's world, and now I'm really, really curious. So, now I'm asking!

What are the governments in your worlds like?

Oh, and one more thing! [She holds up a few glass decorations.] I'm experimenting with colors and shapes right now, so I have some extras I can give away. If nobody wants them, I'm gonna use them to decorate our cafe.

[Actually, that isn't a bad idea, now that she's said it.] Ummm never mind, I'm gonna to put some up anyway. But you can still come and get one! I'll be at the Safehouse in Freya district!