The Fractured World

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. ]