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I can't believe the Synod is coming so soon!
[ The video opens on Ruka, sweetheart of White City, broadcasting from somewhere in that obnoxious penthouse of hers. She's not focused on the camera, though: she's busy applying shadow to her single visible eyelid, her attention on a mirror out-of-frame. ]
It's going to be so nice to see everyone under one roof again. I mean, I'm not really interested in all the political talk, so puh-lease don't bore me. I just want to see my friends again— [ —blending that shadow— ] —and, oh... maybe take a quick night-trip somewhere fun afterward? It's been a while since I've put a casino in the red.
Oh, but before I forget... there is something serious I wanted to talk about. [ Here she looks at the camera and smiles— ] I know, right? [ —but there is a bit more focus than you'd usually see in that vapid expression. ] A couple nights ago I lost something very important to me.
I lost a blue bracelet.
[ As she says it, a bead of light pops into existence. It glows a certain shade of blue. Once formed, the bead of light begins spinning quickly around Ruka's wrist, blurring enough that it shifts between looking like a physical shackle or looking like a blue stain on her skin. It almost looks like a tattoo. ]
It was always pretty ugly, so I never liked wearing it, but I've had it for a long time, and... it has a sentimental value, to me. I would like to get it back. So, if you know anything about it, let me know?
[ Finally, the light vanishes, and she points her makeup brush at the camera. ]
Now, don't try bartering in my DMs, okay? You'll get buried. If you can't make it to the White City before the Synod, you can meet me there, or let me know where to find you. Thanks~
Love ya! [ after blowing a kiss to the camera, she blots the lens with her brush, and the feed ends. ]
[ This video is a open broadcast that can be seen by any faction that allows wider network access. ]
[ The video opens on Ruka, sweetheart of White City, broadcasting from somewhere in that obnoxious penthouse of hers. She's not focused on the camera, though: she's busy applying shadow to her single visible eyelid, her attention on a mirror out-of-frame. ]
It's going to be so nice to see everyone under one roof again. I mean, I'm not really interested in all the political talk, so puh-lease don't bore me. I just want to see my friends again— [ —blending that shadow— ] —and, oh... maybe take a quick night-trip somewhere fun afterward? It's been a while since I've put a casino in the red.
Oh, but before I forget... there is something serious I wanted to talk about. [ Here she looks at the camera and smiles— ] I know, right? [ —but there is a bit more focus than you'd usually see in that vapid expression. ] A couple nights ago I lost something very important to me.
I lost a blue bracelet.
[ As she says it, a bead of light pops into existence. It glows a certain shade of blue. Once formed, the bead of light begins spinning quickly around Ruka's wrist, blurring enough that it shifts between looking like a physical shackle or looking like a blue stain on her skin. It almost looks like a tattoo. ]
It was always pretty ugly, so I never liked wearing it, but I've had it for a long time, and... it has a sentimental value, to me. I would like to get it back. So, if you know anything about it, let me know?
[ Finally, the light vanishes, and she points her makeup brush at the camera. ]
Now, don't try bartering in my DMs, okay? You'll get buried. If you can't make it to the White City before the Synod, you can meet me there, or let me know where to find you. Thanks~
Love ya! [ after blowing a kiss to the camera, she blots the lens with her brush, and the feed ends. ]
[ This video is a open broadcast that can be seen by any faction that allows wider network access. ]
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[ She sounds actually... kind of disappointed?? A genuine human emotion, from Ruka?? Shit. better move on. ]
Anyway! I have been keeping my eye on Vegas. A quick night-and-a-half trip is more than long enough to clean out a couple houses.
Will you be at the Synod this year? We can coordinate.
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[She agreed with the kind of dismissive tone that said if she remembered she'd do it, but wouldn't put any effort into it.]
I will. It's a big anniversary, right? I was thinking dark blue with silver accents.
[For her dress]
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Mmmhmm. Ten years. Dark blue is a good choice. It's somber enough, without being funerary, you know? I think it'll look really cute on you.
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Somber? Funerary? That is not what I'm going for! This is a celebration! We've made it ten years since that terrible day. The memorial service is only a few hours, I want something that's lively and invites us to think about the next ten years with hope and wonder!
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[ The thought of even spending another ten day here is making her skin crawl. Living like this for weeks... months... years??? Absolutely the fuck not. ]
I guess I'm in a terrible mood! You're right. We should be celebrating the opportunity to create a long, peaceful future.
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I'd like to have it back before the Synod is over.