Hey... um... has anybody else noticed the Life Stream acting kind of weird lately? Cause earlier today I saw it turn blue for a second.

[She wonders if it has anything to do with their ill-fated attempt at riddle solving a couple weeks back, but isn't sure if she should bring it up. She still feels bad for what happened, and what they almost did to poor Chime.]

Also, I was planning to go up by the crystals blocking the hole to the seventh floor and try playing my flupe a little. See if whatever's on the other side making those sad tones can hear it and respond. If anybody else who can make music wants to help, I'd be glad to have you there. Or if you just want to listen; that's fine too.

[Maybe it's one of Chime's family members, trapped somewhere like Chime had been. It sure sounds sad enough to be. She doesn't suppose they'll know for sure until they can get up there, but as of yet, no new riddle had appeared on the mirror.]

[ While the Amber activates, nothing is seen, covered up slightly- intentional maybe. It's clear though when the female voice filters through that the girl is speaking to the 'network' or anyone who can hear her. Some might recognize her voice, too, if they've spoken in the past. It's not that big of a deal in the end, but it may be a little embarrassing which is why she prefers speaking like this while holding the glass like rock. ]

What do you do when you can't sleep?

[ Yet, it's even more than that. ]

That is... what would someone suggest for prolonged nightmares?

[She’s staring at the amber slice with both curiosity and awe. And because she’s touching it, all of the lovely residents of the tree can see one large lavender-hued eye and a stunning shade of red as her bangs brush the stone. If she knew everyone could see her, she probably wouldn’t be gaping at the artifact in such an unrefined fashion, or giving any potential viewers a look at her tonsils and chin while she fumbles with it. Not only is she from a world without technology, but her knowledge of anything supernatural is limited to her experiences with the dragons. In other words, it’s virtually nonexistent.

’How can a stone be used to communicate? Surely, there is more to it than touching it.’

But as soon as the thought enters her mind, she recalls the yellow gem she held earlier, resulting in wings sprouting from her back. And just moments before, she saw a flash of shifting pictures in the amber, the faces of strangers moving, talking to each other, as if she was looking into a mirror, only the person staring back at her was not herself.

Yona clears her throat, lips tightening nervously before relaxing into an uncertain smile.]

Hello there. My name is… [Scratch that!] …well, I suppose that is rather unimportant at the moment.

…Hopefully I’m not just talking to myself. I saw… people, several individuals, speaking to one another in this stone a few moments ago.

[Of course, it’s highly probable that she’s just lost her mind. Last time she checked, she was having a one-sided conversation with a stone from inside what appears to be a tree. There’s nothing sane about it.]

Then again, maybe I just imagined it.

[Wait. Did she just admit she might be crazy out loud? Yona flashes a sheepish smile, but it wanes after a moment, her expression dissolving into concern, closely followed by apprehension, and then fear.]

H-Hak?

[ A couple weeks ago, Rin was eager to be everywhere and to do everything she can in order to distract herself. It didn't take long at all for the reality of her situation to sink its fangs into her. In turn, she accepted there just wasn't much to do here except linger with others (which is unacceptable for someone who has lived alone for so long) and be left to your own thoughts, the latter of which tormented her. So after staying indoors since the last storm and recovering from her illness, she pulls out the piece of amber to address whoever is listening. ]

I didn't properly introduce myself before. [ Anyone who has met her in person might not be used to the smile she wears now, but she wears it so well. Years of practice does that. ]

My name is Tohsaka Rin and my hometown is Fuyuki City, Japan. I attended Homurahara Academy with some of the highest marks in the school, but was recently approved to study abroad in London. I'm seventeen years old, my blood type is O, and I have a fascination with jewels. My family specializes in a variety of precious jewels and minerals though I don't have any of them with me here.

I hope to get along with everyone here properly without further incident. [ So formal, it's as if she's a completely different person. ]

Please tell me a little bit about yourselves in return, starting with your name?

| characters | The Violinist & the Adventurers

| date/time | Thursday - Sunday (Nights)

| location | Outside the Tree, Mist Barrier

| rating | Mentions of death and mild gore (for now), and also nudity.

| summary | The strange musician has come to greet his audience.

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[Hak is standing just outside of the tree with his hsu quandao across his shoulders. He's looking out at the mist and knows by now that there has been a varied response to the violin music that has played for the last few days. He's more than a little disturbed by what he is seeing so he's bringing it to the attention of everyone, if they haven't already seen.]

So, it looks like the storm is done. We can all make our way outside without fear of drowning via raindrops.

The creepy music has stopped too. [Yes, creepy music. He doesn't care what you have to say about it--it wasn't pleasant.] It looks like the musician wants to pay us all a visit though.

[Hak points his amber in the direction of the mist. It might be a little hard to see on the screen but there is definitely a person out there.]

Any volunteers want to go see what he wants? If he wants in, I vote no. The stench of rotting corpse is hard to get out of fabric.

[The amber turns back to Hak before he addresses everyone.]

I know several of us have discussed determining who here is a fighter. I think it might be a good time to get a head count in case that thing is hostile.

| characters | Saber and everyone who wishes to stop by the Gathering.

| date/time | April 28th; early-afternoon.

| location | Outside the tree, somewhere on the left side of the entrance.

| rating | G? PG? If anything happens that will warrant a higher rating, please send a pm so I can change this.

| summary/notes | Some of the tree dwellers congregated to take the first step toward a better organization of resources. Read these (the food portion/storeroom log will be posted later for backdating purposes). The log starter is just short and generic; I will be making threads to make this more organized, your characters can start a new topic in each the thread categories, please don't forget the subject if you do such as: "DISCUSSION TOPIC - HEALTH", for example. This way, anyone with characters interested in it can join in and share their views.

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[Tsuruhime has been uncharacteristically quiet lately. There's been a strange ache in her chest, and she hasn't felt nearly as energetic as she normally does. She's not sure what it is, but she's never been very good at naming certain emotions. All she's sure of is that she misses her home terribly--Kono, the shrine, the priests, her shipmates, her sea... It almost feels like there's a hole forming in her heart. (She misses her Twilight Ninja too, of course, but... it's not the same. He's not a part of 'home'.)

Her optimism can't be shaken, however, and she still looks cheerful as she peers into the slice of amber, but... it might seem a tad forced to the outsider. She is, of course, as happy as always! Really!!]

Hello, everyone! Lately, I've been thinking a lot about my hometown, so I was wondering what it's like where everyone else comes from.

I'm from Iyokono! It's right along the shore of the Seto sea. [She sighs wistfully.] It's the best! Everyone is so kind... and the food is wonderful! And the shrine where I live is so beautiful--the torii, the carvings, the camphor trees! It's amazing. [Another sigh.] I wish all of you could see it; it's a wonderful place to visit. We could collect shells on the shore together!

[She suddenly realizes she's getting a bit carried away and laughs sheepishly.]

So, uhm, what's your home like?

[The feed is basically crunching sounds and sharp, pointy teeth. For the first few minutes anyway. Followed by a muffled sound and the movements stopping.]

You heard me, I asked you what's that in your mouth?

[Fingers come into view, prying open the mouth full of sharp, pointy teeth and you see her. Glaring at whatever it was that thought it was a good idea to eat her amber. Then grabbing the amber, wiping it off with her blouse and examining it.]

Garchomp! How many times do I have to tell you, this isn't a berry! You of all dragons should know this. At least you didn't break it. You'de be sleeping outside if you did. I wouldn't even know how to replace this thing if...you...oh.

[It's activated. Her garchomp activated it...whoops.]

Nobody saw this, right?

| characters | Jae-Ha & Kija

| date/time | April 17th, immediately following this

| location | around

| rating | G/PG

| summary | A pro teaching the newbie

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