Dec. 1st, 2014 03:46 pm
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[ there's the sound of a thud! that the phone picks up, like someone tripping and sprawling out across the floor. because, well, maybe that just happened. possibly. because it wasn't like Nico had been in one place and woke up somewhere else or anything! except that definitely happened -- he'd expected to wake up in his cabin at Camp Half Blood, only to actually find himself sprawled out across the floor of his bedroom in Wonderland, landing on top of his phone in the process. when he finally shuffles around enough to pull his phone from under him, he leaves it on the floor while he sits back up, clearly ignoring the fact that he left the voice function running.

he huffs out a sigh, evidently very inconvenienced by this development. ]

Really? Again?

[ another thump when he drops his head back against one of his bed posts. not the happiest of campers being stuck back in Wonderland again. ]

( ooc. Nico's returned from his canon update, which means there will likely be spoilers for Blood of Olympus in the threads below! )


Oct. 30th, 2014 06:45 pm
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[ there had been a large vacancy in his life during that event, one that continued through when memories were returned and everyone was back in Wonderland.


she hadn't been in Storybrooke, and her room looked as though she had just- disappeared. he'd gone to find Frank, to find if he'd seen her, but that had come up fruitless as well. they'd both been absent during the event, continued to be following it.

(her things were still in her room, which was the only part of this keeping him together. the fact that her belongings were right where she left them meant that she wasn't gone, wasn't sent him, just- missing. missing could be found again. ]

If you know them, Hazel Levesque and Frank Zhang are missing. Their belongings are still in their rooms, but they weren't present during the recent event, and Hazel hasn't been seen since everyone returned.

[ the video flicks on briefly, but only so that Nico can hold up a sketch from Hazel's sketchbook; an incredible likeness of his sister and her boyfriend. before long, the feed cuts again so he can return to text. ]

That's what they look like. If you happen to see them- [ what? do what? Nico isn't exactly known for sticking around, either. but he'd never been gone for the entire duration of an event and stay disappeared once things returned to normal. ]

Do people often go missing like this, as opposed to being sent back to their own worlds?
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[ the girl on the feed seems pretty out of place from the moment she shows up, looking frankly surprised at this new feature the device has shown. she stares at it curiously for a moment, her discomfort with the recording device being fairly obvious as she looks into the lens with a confused stare. after that moment of having it filmed the right way, calypso flips it upside down, solidifying the move with a frown creased in her eyebrows.

it's recording? she's going to run under the assumption that it's recording.

Is that better? I spent ages trying to figure out how to work this... [ she fumbles around again, the camera shaking in a motion sickness inducing way. right. she's supposed to be blending in at least a little bit better than this, probably.

side view!

Maybe that, instead? I must have forgotten how to work my... [ thing, right. they definitely didn't have these three thousand years ago, which means the technology is all new and strange to her. ] Nevertheless. If someone could please direct me to a Manhattan, I would be grateful.

[ she thinks to end it there, but after a second she just grins, a little giddily, ducking her head in like she's embarrassed. ]

I'm going to plant a garden!

[ that seems enough. with a pretty smile, the feed films her fumble around with the device for a solid minute, turning it this way and that, before she does, finally, get it to stop recording. ]
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[ the pamphlet's a little bit of a bore to read, but luke makes do with what he's given. alice's adventures are a few of the tales he had sat through his dyslexia to try and finish when he'd been a kid, the stories read to him by his mother before she became literally and completely lost to him. it's one of the few adventures he'd always prayed to hermes for, wanting to fall down a rabbit hole and into a different life completely. ]

[ who knew dying would get him what he wanted? ]

[ with his nifty technology abilities, luke manipulates his name to read as a curious oyster. he favoured the 1951 film quite a bit as a kid, too. ]

So. Got a question for you, Wonderland.

Let me preface with a little bit of context: Going a little mad here. I know, it's not exactly original, but I can't help it if I'm a guy who likes to repeat things others have done. I've met the greatest puzzle of them all, and maybe a few of you old timers might be able to help A Lost Kid out.

Yeah, I know, that reference doesn't really belong.

What did you have for breakfast this morning?

[ he doesn't really care. he had a nice breakfast of pancakes and bacon and eggs and a little hashbrown on the side. the tea room is going to be his favourite place in this world. ]

Curiouser and curiouser: What were six things you believed in before breakfast? I never knew I'd find myself here, but, hey, guess the impossible is possible.
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[ when the feed opens, it's on the floor at first, but after a second it turns to face a pretty girl with long brown hair and a bit of a smile on her face, sitting on the bed in her room. elena looks happy, which is, unbeknownst to the citizens of wonderland, kind of an unusual thing for her. ]

So, Wonderland. [ her tone conveys what she thinks of that, thanks, but she continues on after a moment with her smile growing wider. ] My name is Elena Gilbert, I'm new, and I have a question for you all, if you don't mind.

[ she rests her chin on her hand and raises an eyebrow. ] Is Wonderland better than wherever you came from? Like... personally, I miss my friends, obviously, but I don't want to go back home, because someone very important to me is here, and they're... gone, back home. [ now she looks a little shifty -- she doesn't want damon to know either how important he is to her or that he's dead when she comes from. ] Does anyone else here have something like that? A loved one back from the dead, or maybe you're back from the dead? You're missing out on the apocalypse?

Just curious!

[ and now the feed cuts out, and elena flops back on her bed, grinning at the ceiling. ]
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[ so getting kidnapped, in all honesty, isn't the weirdest thing that could have happened to leo valdez. sure, he was in kind of a time crunch to save percy and annabeth back home, and the Argo II just might die without him steering it (probably overexaggerating, but still) but getting snatched up off the ship and dropped in some freaky-deaky mansion?

sounds like just another normal day in the life of a demigod.

leo's spent most of his time upon arrival exploring the little device he now had. this is the first time he's ever had a cellphone--literally ever--but with enough tinkering (screwing around) and messing with it, he found the network function. and the scrolling function.

is that percy?

his face pops up on the screen; tan skin, a mass of curly, dark hair, little bit of an oil smudge on his cheek. ]

So what kinda God-slash-Goddess-slash-enemy-of-demigods-everywhere kidnaps your friends and makes them start singing their feelings? Cause, uh...that's a new one. [ guys u ok. ] Whoever you are, I'm like...not a musical guy, so you're gonna have to just come out and let me blast you to bits or beat you up or whatever and give me back my friends so we can go back to saving the world and stuff, before I bust out in the boleros. Nobody wants to see that. Cool? Cool.

[ a beat--aw, you know, he realizes that the device might have been a demigod weapon. leo pales a little, stares at it, and mutters ] I'm putting this down before it bites me. [ and click, off goes the video. ]

( video )

Oct. 12th, 2014 09:30 pm
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[ Percy likes to think he's open book. a pretty forthcoming guy. he's reliable. for the gods' sake, his fatal flaw is personal loyalty. the only reason he lies is to protect himself or his friends and that's the bottom line. but he can't help holding his breath as he passes the honesty signs in the halls. it starts getting ridiculous. he shields his eyes as he passes, says la la la louder and louder as he jogs down the stairs to get out of the building, away from that word, until he can't hold back anymore. sooner or later, Wonderland's magic digs its claws into everyone. ]

I've been thinking lately about how unpredictable this place is with who comes and goes. [ he remembers Leo vanishing beneath their noses and the crushing guilt - nobody had thought it could happen to them - and Lena, Caroline, and the few other friends he's made in Wonderland and lost. it's been brought to the forefront of his mind by Nico and it keeps lingering. ] There are people who have been here for years and there are people that show up here for a few days that we never see again, and there are others that just seem to be able to keep coming back. And until it happens to you, nobody can tell which one you are. In the mean time, I don't know, I guess it's... [ what's he trying to say? ] We let it become normal.

We don't want to feel it anymore.

Why is that? I mean, why is that okay?

[ he doesn't know why he's so heated about this. ]

If anything, it should remind us of what's important. [ he means who. ] I'm just saying— [ he looks off screen, confused and drawn out of his thought process by the the sound of a piano playing and the sound of someone strumming a guitar when there isn't anyone around him.before he knows it, he's humming, and his knee is jumping and he's really feeling this music for some reason and oh gods, it's happening! if ever there was a moment for zeus to strike him down with lightning, this is it. ]
cut for music! )


Oct. 11th, 2014 03:07 pm
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[Hazel never was all that good with technology.]

[Granted, that could have been due to the majority of her exposure to it spanning her entire duration of time spent in Wonderland...but, still. It was worth noting that anybody who knew of the girl's past shouldn't be too surprised to learn that the shifty camera work and awkward downward, diagonal, and completely off-center placing indicated she was blissfully unaware of the fact that she had turned her communicator on.]

[Which meant she had no idea that the entirety of Wonderland was listening to her sing as she worked on what looked like a rough charcoal sketch:]

Oh, your daddy is rich
And your mama's good-looking...

[Gershwin. A song even she would have been able to recognize, as it was first composed in the mid-1930s. While her own voice seemed to do little justice in comparison to the likes of Billie Holiday, or even Ella Fitzgerald...the significance behind the lyrics were what mattered.]

[A rich father. Pluto. The Roman god of wealth. And a beautiful mother...the woman who had seduced him, resulting in Hazel's birth.]

So hush, little baby, don't you cry.

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by

[Though it wasn't the end of the song, the last words faded into the air as she straightened.  Analyzing the picture, which had begun to take the shape of an elderly woman.  Features as of yet unidentifiable, but someone she clearly knew and remembered.]

[Her weight shifted, and she reached for something else on the table, jostling it just enough for the camera to come crashing down...and shut itself off.]



[...a fact that she was apparently still blissfully unaware about when her face re-appeared some time later.  Smiling.  A noticeable smudge of charcoal on her nose she was either oblivious to or paid no heed.]

Frank?  I have a surprise for you.  

Think you can stop by this afternoon?  It won't take long.  Promise.

[Hazel Levesque was never very good with technology.]

[Which would explain why a message she assumed would be privately sent to her boyfriend was, instead, made very public.]

08 | video

Oct. 9th, 2014 09:22 am
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( Lydia's stood in the ballroom, walking around and surveying the area as she posts - multitasking, obviously. She's in planning mode, and that can only mean good things for everyone. Unless you obstruct her planning )

Next week I'm throwing a party.

( Stay with her, Wonderland. You've not been to a Lydia Martin party before )

Monday. In the ballroom from- ( There's a pause. She's thinking ) -seven. And I expect everyone to dress up for it.

( Don't be too casual you might get turned away. It's not just a regular dumb teen party. There's another bit of a pause as Lydia turns around, looking up above the doors. Clearly she's decorating in her mind )

It would have been my birthday. Just because I'm here instead of at home doesn't mean I have to miss out on anything for it.

( #priorities. She also wouldn't be able to celebrate with some of you back home either )

So dress up, turn up and have fun. Unless you'll ruin it. And if anyone wants to help decorate- ( Aka do the lifting ) -I would appreciate it.

( There's a smile before she shuts the feed off. You've been warned )
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[ cora keeps this short and sweet. it's easier to remain concise than to babble on, letting her emotions override her when all she wants to do is sit back and not feel this at all. he's been dead to her before, for six long years; she'd just found him once again to see to it he disappears from her all the same. ]

Derek's gone. Up the rabbit hole he goes.

Some one-year anniversary, huh.

If you knew him ...

[ she wants to know everything, but she doesn't want to ask. ]

[ and just in case no one understands just what this message may mean, stiles had informed her, once, that emoticons were the best way to show emotion, especially if she refused to use video. ]


[ cora's out in the gardens, leaning against a tree, with boudica resting on top of her, as if the wolf is afraid she'll disappear, too. for the tough act she tries to portray while in wonderland — and beacon hills, too — cora doesn't wear that mask now. her eyes are red just as her face is wet and flushed. her brother's gone again. loneliness may make the heart grow fonder, but all it does is burn cora from the inside out. ]
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What does family mean to you?

[It's a question that has been on her mind since her arrival. The answer isn't coming to her and she feels like she should know it.

A memory of a memory.]

And love?

[Somehow that question is more important. That emotion is far more distant.]
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[ To say that Derek doesn't really post to the network would be a half-truth. He replies to people on it, follows the entries others post to it, but just doesn't really post on it himself. He's done it all of twice in the past year, and... well, it has been a year since he got here. (For the second time, anyways, but since he remembers nothing of his apparent first time here he dismisses it without much concern.)

He's not sentimental or anything-- he's been here a year, and that's it, there's no cause for celebration-- but it's another year that he's survived. That matters, in its way. Especially considering all the things that Wonderland decides to throw at them. So far, at least, no event has decided to coincide with his arrival date.

He won't be saying that in the morning, but that's how it goes.

But the difference between Wonderland and Beacon Hills is that he's fairly certain that he doesn't want to go back.

Over the past year, I've had the conversation with a few people before, and others have posted about it, but it's interesting how a lot of us prefer this place over wherever we came from.
I don't know if it's some kind of cosmic irony that some of those people have been gone for a while now, or have gone home and come back with no memories of this place.
Personally, I'm just fine staying here - despite all the events that happen, and whatever Wonderland decides to throw at us - and have apparently been here once before all of this.
But I haven't gone back since I got here a year ago, even if people from my world have come and gone, with and without memories.

There's no pattern to it, is there? To who goes back, when they go, if they come back.
Time in Wonderland isn't exactly a straight, simple line, but at least there's some sort of timeline we can go off of with seasons, holidays.
[ Full moons. ]
Even the events, for the most part, run on a kind of schedule.
Maybe sometimes the space between one and another is spread out a bit more, but they still happen.

But people coming and leaving can happen at any time.

[ If you're looking to run into a lightly brooding werewolf while he mulls over his time in this place, it's pretty easy to find him. He's traversing much of the mansion right now, but you're likely to find him on the ninth floor or around the library. Though he's not really looking for company right now, he's certainly not going to turn people away. Derek's not in a bad mood, he's just... bemused that he prefers Wonderland over what was supposed to be his home. ]
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Considering that it's obvious that not everyone is from the same type of place, and about half of everyone here didn't know about any kind of magic before getting here- ( It's okay, neither did she ) -it would be interesting to know exactly what there is, and what's possible in worlds. When things get brought here knowing about it first could be useful.

And before anyone asks, no- it's not going personal. I don't care whether you're part of any of the questions just what you already knew and what's possible. It's from a science perspective.

( Which she will tell you about if you actually ask because no many people care about Wonderland physics )

Where are you from?
When are you from?
Did you already know about:
    Supernatural creatures? ( e.g. nazi vampires )
    Other non-human things? ( e.g. gods )
    Resurrecting the dead?
    Reality altering?
    Alternate/pocket dimensions?
    Something 'unusual' not specified?
( Yes, half of that list is also magic related but specific can be very helpful )

So fill it out. And yes, giving examples would actually be helpful. Any questions?

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[ when the feed finally does come on, mary margaret isn't in the kitchen. a surprise to anyone who saw her last post, honestly, but times have changed. things are happening. she's changed. for now, she's sitting outside - off near the forest - just because it feels a little more familiar to her. comfortable. she's in outdoorsy clothes and has a bow over her shoulder and a quiver leaning against her leg where she's seated on some kind of log or stump.

there's an odd sort of twitch in her jaw when she starts talking, but she covers it easily enough. ]

I hope everyone is doing well. [ a polite smile from her. she's fully aware of that last event, wonderland, and she's not amused by what it did to her loved ones. ] After the last few events it seems like we could use some more downtime.

[ a breath, and then she seems to ease into it, like just because she's started talking she's back into her comfort zone. ]

I have a couple of things I wanted to mention, I guess, the first concerning myself more than anything. [ a breath, regina's warning ringing someone in the back of her mind as she holds her head a little higher. ] I introduced myself as Mary Margaret when I first got here, and many of you know me as that, which is fine. Mary Margaret is still a name I can go by, and accept as part of me. But I did want to clear up the fact that it is not my actual name, or who I am. [ a beat where she considers if this is even worth it at all, before - again - she continues. ]

My name is Snow White. [ is she holding back a small smile? probably. ] And from what I can tell, for most of you I'm what you consider a fairy tale. That is fine, because that seems to apply to more than just my world, but where I'm from I'm actually quite real, as is the tale itself. You are more than welcome to call me whatever you like, but I did want to let those I've talked to know, and this seemed the easiest way.

[ she's already told those few closest to her - derek and stiles, bigby - but for everyone else, this works much better. ]

The second thing was more of an idea, but it seems to me that there are a lot of us here who are missing someone from home. In a few cases, it might be a few someones. [ she misses her dwarves, okay. and ruby. and a certain prince charming. ] While I can't promise anything in the ways of bringing those people here, I've always found that coming together eases some of that pain. There are plenty of avenues to keep involved in Wonderland - with classes and the school and group meetings - but I want to suggest another option.

Dinners. [ sorry, mary margaret. what? ] Family dinners. Maybe once a month? I'm pretty good at cooking for larger parties- [ or maybe just seven dwarves who eat enough for hundreds. ] So I wouldn't mind preparing the food. Just for a chance for people to get together a chat, outside of the normal Wonderland setting. If anything, it would be a chance to let some of you eat a home-cooked meal every once in a while. I'll hold the first one tonight, and everyone is welcome, but it would help me immensely if I could get a heads up to who all is interested. Just so I make enough food.

[ another pause, where she's not really sure how to end this, before she just gives an easy smile and a nod before cutting the feed off. ]

private to emma, derek, stiles and nico )
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I like that the assumption is that because we're here, Wonderland is doomed to face some terrible, agonizing, apocalyptic fate.

[ ehhh it's a pretty good assumption. if enough demons decided to get together and well, wreck shit, they could. but that's not the point here. ]

Meanwhile, a very real threat that could kill every single one of us with a few snaps of its jaws has been looming for moooonths and months and months, and nobody's doing a thing about it. Crazy right? But we're the problem. Keep telling yourselves that.

Oh, and the Jabberwocky says "hello", by the way.
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Who is that girl I see | staring straight back at me? )


[Her hands were shaking. For a girl who had seen the heat of battle...who had faced Death in almost every way possible...it took a lot to frighten her. Something that any who knew the young girl would recognize instantly.]

The Mirror. I saw... ["myself". Because that didn't make her seen completely insane.] It was me, only it wasn't. And she said...she wrote...

Whoever's idea of a joke this is, stop it. Now.

((ooc: Most replies will come from Hazel, but depending upon the converstaion...her Mirror might see fit to make a few additional background written commentaries. Just saying.))


Jul. 2nd, 2014 04:59 pm
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 So now that the latest chaos is over, so comes the next stage... The 'comfort' after. I'd like to take the reigns this time, if I may.

[Saki Hanajima is in her room, the device laying against a mirror. She's painting her nails black, taking her time with each finger.]

In Japan, we have a celebration called Tanabata. You write your wishes on paper, and hang them from a bamboo tree. Then the tree and wishes are burnt, sending them off to be granted.

[She pauses to blow air on her pinky finger.]

It's celebrated on the seventh day of the seventh month... I'll take care of the arrangements. I'm sure we all have wishes.

[She waves her hand, another attempt to dry them.]

Hm... I wonder if this means someday Orihime and Hikobishi will arrive... We have so many western fairy tale characters, it seems a tad uneven.
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(It's Tuesday in London. It counts. )

[ Unlike most first accidental network posts, the network is greeted by a voice instead of a video; and the voice sounds both increasingly annoyed and unaware that it is being broadcast onto a public feed. It seems that he simply hit the speed dial without even checking if it went through. ]

Stefan, if you or the Wicked Witch of the West had anything to do with this, I might have to hurt one or both of you.

[ There's a pause where he no doubt lets his gaze traverse his surroundings. ]

If this wasn't you - forget I said this - I'll be back -- [ Hmmm... ] Soon.

[ He pulls his phone away, to glance at it before hitting the end call button. Who the hell was he on with...? For a moment his just drags his nail over the button in thought. Where in the hell is he? There are too many questions and not enough answers. Damon continues to stare at his phone again before hitting a button he actually hasn't seen on his phone before. Wow, someone is skipping over the wonderland shenanigans of the palm pilot, because he's not touching that thing, and going straight to more wonderland shenanigans of phone communicator.

Aaaand the network is greeted by a devilishly handsome face, not to brag or anything, but he knows he's a stud. Squinting he stares into the video feed.

Okay... That's new.... And definitely confusing.

( Hi, one disclaimer, I would prefer if the subject arises that anyone forgo telling Damon that people don't stay dead here! Thanks. c: )
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[For a moment, all anyone would be able to see is a blur of browns and greens. Branches. Leaves. An arm. And a loud barking coming from somewhere relatively close by. Once the camera steadies, a brief, high-angle view of a lovely Catahoula Cur with its paws up against a tree trunk could be seen. Or, at least, the dog would seem lovely, if it weren't barking ferociously at something.]

[Another shift in angles, and we find out what the dog is barking at: Hazel.]

[Who is currently stuck up in the tree.]

Umm...help? Somebody?

[The others were so going to laugh at her for this. She's pretty sure they were already laughing at her for this. But it was either ask for help, or hurt the dog.]

01 | Video

Jun. 16th, 2014 08:51 pm
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[At first, there's only a flash of an image. A young girl, all of fourteen. Rich, brown skin tone. Dark, curly hair. The most strikingly gold eyes. Eyes that conveyed a mixture of wide-eyed surprise and confusion. A moment later, however, once the picture steadied and she realized what she had done, Hazel grinned proudly to herself before turning her head towards a certain Chinese-Canadian boy sitting not too far behind her.]

I told you I could get it to work, Frank.

[Soon after, there was a slight jostling of the camera as she passed the device over to Frank, who looks a amused, but also a little proud at the same time.]

I knew you could! I was just asking if you needed help…. [And then his attention is back to the network.] Alright, so: hi. Wow, I haven't used one of these in forever? I guess not being at home had to have a good thing, and not being possibly surrounded by monsters is one of them. Is... everyone really getting this? Because that's actually rather useful.

So I’m Frank, and this is Hazel.
[She shyly waves at the camera.] We just kind of appeared here and we’re looking for a couple people we kind of lost in the way? So if you recognize us poke us, you know who you are.

We were kind of in the middle of something important- saving the world from Gaea and all that jazz, but hey, you know, no rush. Except yeah, we’re in a rush and if we could get advice on how to get back home too? Much appreciated.

[A pause]

Also, does this thing do Angry Birds?

[Hazel, who had been relatively quiet until now, furrowed her brows in confusion:]

...what’s Angry Birds?

[OOC: Join post with Hazel and Frank! They will both be replying to each reply, tell us on the subject line if you only want one of them.]


Jun. 15th, 2014 09:14 pm
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[ Nico realizes that he should probably stop putting this off. it's less about the network itself and more that he just doesn't want to carry around a device that could alert monsters to his location. and perhaps things are different here, but it's a force of habit more than anything that keeps him from using it. but he's heard familiar names, and maybe that's what makes this worth it.

the video will flick on, and though the room is well lit, each shadow in it seems to bend unnaturally towards him. he wonders if voice would have been better instead, but it's a little late for that now. ]

I'm looking for a couple people. Hazel Levesque, Jason Grace, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Frank Zhang. Some others too, but if you recognize the names then I don't really need to ask for you.

[ which is roughly all he says, which may be surprising for a new arrival. but Nico doesn't really have any interest in pleasantries, just familiar faces. ]


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