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[It should be clear from the view that Lumina is back in Caer Scima when she turns the locket on, though half the screen is covered up by her and her excited face. She is grinning from ear to ear, practically vibrating in place. Apparently this is one of those rare genuinely happy moments from Lumina.]

Guys! Look, look!

[The screen whirls as the kid twists around, but when it settles down the Caer Scima stables can be seen. Her little squad of pink and black painted imps are all fluttering around excitedly, seemingly having caught their mistresses excitement. And in the center of them is a giant black bird wearing a simple white saddle. Seemingly noticing someone is looking at him, the bird leans forward to stare at the locket before letting out a puzzled 'wark?']

[Then the screen whirls again and is back to Lumina, who is giggling from her excitement.]


Isn't he amazing? The imps said he's mine, I mean, when I complained about there not being any chocobos here I wasn't expecting anything but-

[She cuts off as the screen is suddenly blocked by black feathers and a big beak, the chocobo having walked over to lean his head past Lumina's shoulder and jab at the locket curiously. Lumina makes a surprised noise, then laughs and reaches up to scratch the giant bird on the head. It coos softly and then leans up.]

See? Completely amazing. And so much better than those silly horse things. And he is aaaaall mine.

What're you going to name him?

[This is asked by an imp as he flutters by, half his face painted pink, the other black. Lumina starts to answer but stops herself, frowning up at the big bird.]

Hm. Iiiii...am not sure.

[She turns to the locket once more, but says nothing for a few seconds, her eyes narrowed in thought.] Midnight, maybe? Or shadow...oe...[Suddenly her eyes light up. Ooh, idea.]

I know! What do you guys think of Chaos? Chaos the Chocobo!
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[ The video is aimed at a small reading nook in the Seelie library, with piles of books surrounding the central figure, as well as several stacks of parchment-sheets with copious notes.

Kaldur finishes the last of his notes before turning back to face the locket.
]

To those of you who do not know me, I am Kaldur'ahm. I am currently researching a location known as the 'Redgate' and all knowledge of myths surrounding the Lady Knight 'Alyosha'.

[ Some of the titles of the books are visible, and the piles seem to be organized by topic. There is a stack on mountain-castle fortifications, another on mining practices, and yet another on mythologies and tales of the drabwurld.

There seems to be others working just as diligently nearby, muffled sound of movement and the scritch-scritch of a nib on parchment.
]

If any of you know something of this matter, I ask that you share it with us, for there is another in need whom we seek to help with this knowledge.

[ He sounds purposefully vague, but his expression is flat and serious. Kaldur means business. ]

We thank you for any help that you can provide.
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[Hello fellow Draubworld residents! Have the face of an eager looking blonde teenager on your lockets. She's hanging out in her rooms, sitting on top of the chest at the foot of her bed in fact. Behind her are several dresses tossed on the bed pretty haphazard. She's opted for men's wear, though it looks a little big from her- nothing is exposed, though!]

So three questions- or, wait... technically four, depending on how you answer the third.

First question: Is anyone here interested in some dresses? [She glances back over her shoulder and only now, belatedly reaches back with her free hand and straightens one of them out across the cover, then turns back again.] This is what they brought when I asked about clothes, but I'm not really big on dresses. It seems dumb to just let them collect dust and go to waste and I figure someone here who can actually appreciate them is bound to be my size.

[Yeaaaap. So there's that. She holds up two fingers, wiggling them playfully.]

Second question! Does anyone here know where I can find a good tailor? Or, I don't know, if anyone watching this knows how to do it I'd be glad to pay for some comfortable clothes that fit.

[At which point she smirks, and there's definitely a glint of challenge in her eyes this time when she holds up three fingers.]

Third question. So the faeries bring all sorts of people here, right? I'm looking for people to train with. I know how to use weapons like lassos, swords, and spears, but what I'd really like is to find someone else who knows how to fight hand to hand. If you're up for it just let me know. My name is Cassie, and you can find me at Caer Glaem. Later!

[And then she waves at the locket with a grin and snaps it shut.]
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[Joffrey only recently figured out how to get this thing working. It was all a bit baffling, really, for someone who was used to having to hand-write letters and potentially wait weeks for a response depending on where it was going.]

Firstly, for those who don't know me, I am Joffrey of the Houses Baratheon and Lannister, the First of his Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. If that’s too much for you to remember, ‘Your Grace’ will do.

[Screeching and clawing can be heard from behind a nearby door.]

I've got one of those things trapped in there causing quite a fuss.

[He holds up his sword, Widow's Wail, a rather ornate sword with black and red ripples throughout the blade.]

I think it's time for a demonstration of what Valyrian Steel is capable of.

[He opens the door and takes a swing at the enraged imp, cleaving it nearly in half. It falls to the floor with a thud. Joffrey is usually quite the coward, but he seems to be pretty confident when holding Widow's Wail, placing a lot of faith in that sword and its capabilities.]

You see? It's no trouble at all. If anyone - anyone of the Unseelie court, at least - wants to go hunting for more, I'm ready, as long as you don't slow me down.