[Although this particular Axel has never spoken on the network, his voice may be familiar. Probably more familiar than it should be, since he sounds almost exactly like Reno.]

I'm looking for someone.

[... No, that's not quite right. He's looking for more than someone.]

Scratch that. I'm looking for anyone who recognizes my voice.

[She probably should have done this a lot sooner but... to tell the truth it's taken this long for the wound of Reno's departure to not be too raw. But now some of the edge is fading, and she needs to be practical. She's never going to get better like this.]

Up until recently I was training with someone how to fight, but... he's gone now. So... I was wondering, is there anybody who can help me train? I can fight hand-to-hand, and also I can... I've never found anything like it anywhere else, but I think it's most like a sword in other worlds. I'm trying to learn to fight with it a little differently too, so... I might not be as good, but I want to to get better.

[Meaning her bad hand is useless for pretty much anything still, and she hasn't had much chance to practice one-handed keyblade wielding]

Anyway, thanks.

[She pauses, then adds]

Oh... Shion, if I find anybody, do you want to come as well? [Er...] I'll ask you if I see you too.

[Genesis Rhapsodos stares into the monitor for a few good minutes, clearly thinking of what to say as she takes all that she saw and did and learned so far today. It was really all mind boggling and utterly depressing. Finally, she sighed softly, her mako blue eyes lowering as she murmured to herself.]

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh...

[She sighed again and lifted her eyes.]

My name is Genesis Rhapsodos and it looks as though I am to be joining you here. I've already eaten the oatmeal, as I was told to do. But now I wonder what to do now.

Can anyone tell me or will I be doomed to spend the rest of my days here?

Is there hope?

[Xion doesn't check the network a lot, but she does still do it every once in a while, and... to be honest she's glad she did so today. After seeing that network post, from the admins.

It took her a little while to work out what to do, because if Ruana might be coming... She didn't know. But all she knew was that this was the first good thing to happen in what felt like a long time, and she knew Reno was already upset about some of the things that had already happened since her last network post.

After a while, she sets up the feed, then filters it, firstly from Reno and Elena themselves since she's not sure what they'll think, and then from at three people she knows she doesn't want to see this.]

Please... I know that some of you already know about this, and some of you may have heard it just now on that... video, but... there's going to be a wedding, for two of my friends.

I really, really want this to work. A lot of bad stuff has happened lately, even for the Tower. I just want this one thing to go right, even if it's just for a little while.

The wedding is going to be soon, so... I wanted to ask for help. If there's anybody who can be there, to make sure... that things go okay, or at least keep them from getting too bad, then... please let me know. I'll be in the lower library, if you want to talk there.

And... to the admins, I don't know if you're listening but please don't do anything that... [Keep it polite, Xion. Dax was helpful when you asked about stopping the memory absorption] that might hurt them or mess the wedding up. They deserve to be happy. I want them to be happy.

Please.

[[ooc; If your character would like to get involved with the wedding at all, the details/signups are here and here! Also Xion will reply to this network post, but can also be found at the library]]

[This kid's been here for a little less than a week, and he's just now decided to try out the network terminals. Specifically, one of the ones on his dorm's floor. The face that appears in the video feed isn't a very happy one.]

So I've been here for about a week, and I forget how many people I've never met that seem to know my name.

...What I'm saying is that basically, there's at least one guy around here who shares my face and has been pretending to be me. Maybe two. But if you're looking for Riku, that's me.

[There's a pause while he tries to decide whether to end it or not, then he does. He'll stick around the terminal for a while, then he'll go prowl the lower levels of the tower.]

[Well lately has been an utter roller coaster of feelings. To say the least. It'd taken a few days musing (some of those days being distracted by a certain book of notes she'd recieved) to realize that maybe she needed a little help with this.]

So... can anybody tell me about weddings and getting married? Just... different things about it. A friend explained some of it to me but... [A lot of it seemed way over her head.] It was really confusing.

[Maybe hearing a few different thoughts about it would help.]

[For all she'd told Shion she was fine a few days ago, the cough had started later that afternoon and everything else had come out of nowhere and hit her like a giant Heartless. She was so tired it was a bit difficult to get out of bed, and everything just seemed to be getting colder - though it was hard to tell with how cold everything already was. Meanwhile, her whole body felt like it was aching.

The voice coming across the feed is a very special kind of miserable, maybe a little worried too. She doesn't usually post on the network but right now she doesn't have the energy to drag herself throughout the Tower looking for people she knows.]

Do we know if the Tower is doing s-s-something...? I... [she pauses to cough] feel really bad, and I don't get w-why. I've never felt like this before.

[Guess who's never been sick a day before in her admittedly short life? Not to mention it's a Jason month if the food is anything to go by and she's seen the occasional other person coughing and such too - and the whole "spread of disease" concept is totally lost on her.]

[At first what Dax is saying is completely incomprehensible--a good ear for languages may notice it's the same language the worker units are speaking. Dax has some sort of device in his hand, though, and after fiddling with it a little eventually his words become understandable to anyone listening:]

--Testing, testing--aha, there we are. Alright--well, to get this out of the way for our new residents, I'm Dax, and I'm an administrator of the Tower. Anyway, as you may have noticed, we're having a few minor malfunctions when it comes to our usual translation process which wasn't helped by having to divert all that power to quarantining and scrubbing radiation. I'm using a portable device to translate this to all of you and to translate any of your responses, but it's a bit fussy.

We should have everything fixed within a day or two, however! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.

[He sounds just a bit nervous about the prospect of Q&A, though. It's as if these situations often bring long discussions and arguments, or something.]

 [Hei doesn't exactly looked to please, but is there any day where he CAN smile? Probably not. And today's question was not a good one. He had a feeling more trouble was waiting for him in the future. Why of why couldn't the kitchen have proper materials to cook with? This place was just getting on his nerves now.]

Does anyone know where I can find a Deathclaw around here?

[...Quite a large request.]

Ignore. ♥