Hey... I have a favor to ask. I need help from both of you.

Shinji is here. I know you two may not think very highly of him... but could you please keep an eye on him for me?

--interesting, right? You see? [Ruana's voice, at first distorted from some sort of interference, flickers through the network.]

Mm. [Riki, if one can distinguish grunts.] Dangerous.

Not for us. [Ruana hums thoughtfully.] Well can't you just get that one ready first? It'd be real messy otherwise!

[Riki makes another noncommittal noise. There's silence, except for some typing.] Yeah. Should be possible, though I'll have to make adjustments.

[Ruana giggles, bubbly excitement obvious.] Perfect! I'll--

[The feed cuts out.]

[Following this post, characters will feel increasingly uneasy on floor fifty-six. This feeling will persist for an hour, growing worse and worse, until everyone feels like they absolutely have to leave the floor. Anyone who insists on ignoring this feeling will black out after an hour and a half and wake up on a random floor of the Tower.

Floor Fifty-Six is not accessible until further notice. Going up or down the staircase will result in ending up on floor fifty-seven or fifty-five. NPCs will not respond to this post, but characters can use it to talk among themselves.]

So we're letting creeps into the library now, huh. Nice.

I wouldn't think that setting these terminals up as some sort of monster-laden booby trap was really a clever idea. Blame the weird technical earlier on the mass of construction, sure. Bait them to have something crawl out of the shadows when you have your back turned to read a message? Not so much.

But hey, joke successful, I guess. I'm surprised. [And splattered with the blood of god-knows-what-that-was in an effort to rip himself out of the library, down the stairs and into the elevator. Details weren't exactly important right now.]

So, does this kind of trick happen a lot around here? Monsters braething down your neck, I mean.

[There's a slight pause before a second message is written up, a filter hastily applied.]

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((OOC: MASSIVE EDIT because the mun apparently can't read dates, oops.))

I have two things to speak of today, starting with the one directed to the residents of this Tower as a whole.

[She holds up a striped billiard ball from the bar on the 88th Floor.]

I wish to learn to play this game. Who can teach me?

[She then idly rolls the ball in her fingers as she continues.]

As for the other matter, it is directed to those from my world or a variation of it where a specific war takes place involving magi. With Rider gone, his ridiculous idea of a conclave amongst us to discuss the War and those of us involved in it should also disappear.

Though I understand why the King of Conquerors wished for the gathering, it was folly to believe such a thing could ever happen and remain peaceful. There are worst fates than a death that does not take here. I know that there was one that had been planning to use Rider's conclave as means to gaining power with all gathered in one location. Had Rider carried his meeting out before his disappearance, I would have seen to neutralizing that threat.

Should another of you be foolish enough to pursue this idea, I will not and you will reap what you sow.