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[Nephenee's not one to post on the comms a lot, but given the people that might want to come are all over the place, it's the best way to get the word out.

The word out about what, you ask? Well...

Onto the screen, Nephenee appears, wearing her usual wide-brim hat over her work clothes, in front of what seems to be the deck of one of the ships in Flotsam. She's clearly been playing in the dirt again, given she's got smudges on her, but she looks pretty happy despite it, being very much in her element.]

Hey, y'all! Um...

[Her eyes dart away for a moment and even under the hat, her cheeks clearly pinken under the freckles there.]

Ah, uh...well...my birthday's on the 15th of this month, an'...Ah was wonderin' if anyone would like to grab food or do somethin' on that day? A-Ah'll take care o'stuff, but...figured folks might wanna hang out to cool their jets from everythin' goin' on an' all. Figure we can do different things or maybe a group one...whatever folks like.

[Nephenee's not good at this whole 'inviting people to do stuff' thing.]

A-Anyway, lemme know...Nephenee out.

[Aaaand the feed cuts. Meanwhile, Neph has her face buried in her hands, quietly yelling in her head about how dumb that all sounded now that she spoke it. Oops.]

straykitty

Video

[A rather lovely young lady with long purple hair appears on the ENC Network video feed.]

After our last mission, I noticed some potential gaps in our communication capabilities. I've been working on some programs on the side, and I have a potential enhancement for our ENCs, if folks are interested. I developed a simple program that will allow us to ping our allies' ENCs with a variety of notifications depending on the circumstances, which can give a more immediate and informative notice. Currently, I have programmed the following notifications:

Caution
Emergency
Need Assistance
Warning
Retreat
Advance
Incoming
Mission Compromised

Would anybody be interested in utilizing this program? I can also add additional pings fairly easily, if people would like to contribute.

relentless_sentinel

( CW: Close family member death )

[Just like always, Nephenee throws herself into her work to try to drive her feelings away. But she's been running around for too long, and she can only drink so much tea and other energy sources. Sleep is hard, but she convinces herself she just needs to keep going a little longer. Just help others, take care of them...that's what needs doing. She's fine, really!

Eventually, though...she realizes she might need something else. But she has no idea how to ask for it... One day, though, when absently checking the network, she notices a setting for posts she hadn't before. "Anonymous"? A quick look through a book borrowed from The Vault's library explains the concept in terms she can translate, and...well...maybe that's what she can use to ask this.

An anonymous message shows up on the network, carefully typed out to use what she's pretty sure is the correct grammar. It's easier to ask when it's not immediately apparent who might be the poster, after all.]

Hello.

Forgive me for posting this without my name attached. But I have a question that's a little personal and hard to ask.

How do you ask people that aren't family for a hug?

relentless_sentinel

[Well, it figures that shortly after she'd told Deedee she wished she had some of her healing items from back home, that some just mysteriously happen to show up on the salvage...will wonders never cease? (And she's questioning how her stuff keeps showing up here, too, but...at the moment that's not important.) She sure won't look a gift horse in the mouth. But getting the herbs, vulneraries, & concoctions did raise some questions...like how to make sure they have more for later. So, time to ask questions and let Deedee know what she found.]

( Private message to Maomao )

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( Private message to Shu )

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( Private message to Deedee )

purplexing

[The green-skinned teenager clears his throat once the recorder is activated, doing his best to look professional about this.]

Greetings, fellow Corsairs. The name is Donatello- otherwise and more commonly known as and referred to as Donnie.

For those of you who know me, I am a bit of a tinkerer and help out with things in the Armory. As an ongoing project I've been testing out a different design for the ENC- that is the Ether Network Communicators, which allows for hands to be free while making use of communications. Perhaps you've already seen me using my own.

[He holds a finger up before the visuals shift a bit as he moves, or rather the communicator is, showing his other hand and the gauntlet-like device he holds.]

This is what my current device looks like. It can be worn on either forearm, and basically...

[The video blurs again as he has to move his other hand to flip up the cover, but soon it shows the device again, showing the similar features of your standard ENC, nestled between almost artfully placed conductors.]

The ether stone is here, and allows for quicker, consistent charging since the device is in contact with you. This is the screen, and this is the QWERTY input, and this is where audio is both received and projected.

[He holds it there for a moment before flipping it closed with his thumb, setting it somewhere aside as the feed itself shifts back to the turtlekin-teen who all at once looks a bit shy then.]

Um. So... Basically I am offering to upgrade devices if anyone is interested. I think it would be especially useful during missions, although I can't guarantee that I'll have a lot ready before whenever our next one may be. Materials for such are easier to acquire so production won't be a problem.

I do have to stress that just because it is shaped like a piece of armor, I do not suggest making use of it as such. While it's sturdy enough to take a hit, the components it houses are more fragile. Not irreplaceable, but it's better to avoid the problem if you can. ....I....am getting ahead of myself again, aren't I.

Uh, Donnie out.

[And his free hand reaches over to cut the transmission.]

relentless_sentinel

[It’s been a few months since Nephenee’s been tugged into this world, but up til now, she’s…kinda done what she tends to do when in new situations, and that is focus on her job, and hermit. She’s not really introduced herself to many, mostly staying in the back and occasionally piping up when needed, always in practical clothing and under a hat obscuring her face in some shadow, like she’s trying to hide, and doing her job of taking care of critters and beating up people that need beating up. She certainly hasn’t introduced herself on the network or to the Corsairs at large.

After this last planning and execution cycle, though? She’s gotten her armour back, and her best lance (among some other things), and it’s helped her to regain some confidence (Mostly because they’re a security blanket of sorts…). She’s practiced for this, and wants to finally try to get to know people!

When the feed comes on, the first sight for folks is the wooden ceiling above, then the camera quickly wiggling around as she tries to center the view. When the woman does get it to show her, they’ll see a cabin like that in Flotsam dotted here and there with flowers in pots, light filtering in from a window off-screen. A tall, lovely, lean-muscled woman in armour with fair skin & long green hair covered by the helm obscuring part of her face sits there, a possibly familiar shield against the wall behind her to the right, and two polearms on the wall, a metal one that looks like the head’s been broken off, and a regal halberd. She gives a small bow with her head and upper torso like she’s seen Shu and others back home do. Right…she can do this!

When she speaks, it’s with some hesitance, and with a soft, warm, sweet voice like warm apple pie that sounds like a mixture of country and something like the Chūgoku dialect of Japan, sort of like someone from Hiroshima? But also a little like the Carolinas in the States. It's an odd mixture.]

H-Hi, everyone. Um, apologies for…not introducin’ myself ‘fore now…lot goin’ on, ya know?

[A lot of shyness and turtling, more like (no offense intended to our resident turtlekin, of course).]

Um, Ah’m Nephenee, from Crimea, on the continent o’Tellius…Ah’m a Sentinel an’ guard under Her Majesty, Queen Elincia, an’ Ah’m stationed in Flotsam. [Belatedly, she realizes her own title may not be translating properly.] Er, that is…Sorry, not used to the words here yet. Um, Sentinels are…uh, Ah think it got described to me as Elite Lancers who stride battlefields with calm an' surety?

[She’s underselling the first word; it’s better translated “Legendary”. But regardless, the calm and surety part is in direct opposition to her presentation and how she feels.]

A-Anyway, Ah’m lookin’ for folks to train with, an’ learn new stuff from? There’s…a lotta stuff here Ah ain’t used to, an’ Ah’d like to learn how to do more stuff, an’ how to defend against all this stuff Ah ain’t used to. Um, Ah have a bow, too, but Ah’m not as good with that. Um, my first halberd here broke [She hooks a thumb back at that broken polearm], so if anyone's...good at hand-to-hand, Ah'd sure like to know how to do that...

Um, also…Ah’d…like to get to know folks? Ah’m also a farmer back home, so…Ah know a lot ‘bout plants an’ animals, an’ things like cookin’ an’...other country stuff. [She rubs that back of her neck mentioning that, eyes that look to be perhaps green darting away for a moment, but presses on.] Like…cookin’ an’ bakin’ an’ makin’ stuff. Um, Ah also like tea, have a buncha blends o’it already…an’...um, Ah’d…like to have folks over for tea or lunch some time?

[She’s kind of hit her limit, now, so the rest comes out a bit too fast.]

A-Anyway, A-Ah look forward to meetin’ an’ gettin’ to know all y’all!

[And she hurriedly turns off the feed, flustered and muttering in another language about her poor grammar and word choices.]

lightnovelexperiences

This is Deedee Yeowoo, lately of Elysium.

I’ve used some of what I earned from the last job to start a business in the Brimstone district, the Seven Winds Health and Beauty spa. So far we have a hot spring, a cool bath, and some tables and chairs for bodywork.

Naturally, I intend to further the cause with the place, both as a safe retreat and place for me to heal Corsairs in trouble and to get rich nobles so pampered and relaxed that they’ll forget they’re in front of the help and blab about how hard their job is and all the stupid regulations their boss put in place to stop, say, the Corsairs from waltzing in.

If anyone needs healing or rest, stop by. I’m also going to need supplies - salves, soaps, oils and incense, even actual real medicine. If there’s anything like a truth potion that would also be very helpful.

singlemilletgrain

[video transmission]

Crimson Corsairs.

[The transmitter displays a horned woman in loose-fitting robes with her hands clasped together. Her expression solemn, she sinks into a deep bow. Though this sort of long-distance communication was possible in Terra, she has personally never used a communicator with a visual display. Her tones are as precise and formal as if she were giving a prepared speech.]

I am Shu. I extend my sincere gratitude to all who aided in the recent liberation of the laborers of the Hesaeth mining camp. And so, too, to all whose contributions to the activities of the Corsairs made such an event possible, big or small.

'A drop of water must be repaid by a rushing spring.' I do not incur debts lightly. Allow me to begin to make recompense. If you are in the vicinity of Vault, please call upon me after noon today that we may share a meal.

[The transmitter slides over to reveal a table covered with baskets and baskets of vegetables and grains, herbs and cuts of meat. Everything is glistening as if just plucked off the vine, no matter how unlikely that may be. The small stove in the background is quietly doing its best to support four burners going simultaneously, pumping out copious amounts of steam.]

If you are not, we will meet another day. But do introduce yourselves. I would know more about each of you -- and about this land.

[in person, in Vault]

[The dormitory she has been assigned is not large enough to accommodate any significant number of guests. She has requisitioned a long banquet table and a dozen chairs from somewhere and set up shop outside of the housing facility. ...She probably needed some sort of permit for this, but oh well.

Set along the table are a dozen dishes composed of anything she could get her hands on, a feast of late summer produce showcasing vivid colors and sumptuous plating in the Yan style. Gently simmered fish bathes in the aroma of ginger and soy, marbled cuts of pork so delicate they seem to quiver gently as they settle into a thick sauce, a dish that offsets the deep aubergine of eggplant with brilliant scarlet peppers and verdant leaves of some brassica subspecies, a mound of rice tossed with garlic and shallots and plump selections of river crayfish, and on and on...]

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