I CLAIM THIS COMM IN THE NAME OF THE FIRST LOG!

[totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com]

Who: THE DERPY DUO----I mean. Danny and Jaime
What: Hunting for anemoi! Or at least an attempt to.
Where: Starting outside the apartments.
When: The weekend? What, you expect me to know what these people are doing at all times? Christ, I'm the mun, not their security detail.
Warnings: DERPINESS.

( BEHOLD, the laziest log post of all time! )

001 || Voice

[magicgunworks.livejournal.com]

[It's been a few days since Mami arrived in Sirocco, but this is the first time she's bothered checking the network. It seems there are other people like her - people suddenly appearing without their memories - so she saves the default WHO WHAT WHERE HOW WHY questions for later. No need to get repetitive, right?

But she does want to introduce herself, so after a moment of thinking up a good conversation starter, she speaks.]

What does it feel like for everyone else? Losing your memory, I mean.

For me, it's... almost like standing in the middle of an unlit room. You know there are things placed all around you, and you should know what they are and where they should be... but it's too dark. So you wander around trying to find something, anything, in what you think is a familiar spot. But it's empty, so you lose your bearings. And you just keep making it worse by continuing to look around.

[She sounds so lost in thought right now, it's almost like she doesn't realize she's talking to other people. Care to bother her?]

(no subject)

[frumpyface.livejournal.com]

[It was no surprise to anyone, least of all himself, to find that he was perfectly at home within a library. He had spent most of his time there, reading up on various subjects to try and trigger some memories. When he finally remembered something, it was bittersweet at best - he was a mage, and supposedly an adept one, but how to actually cast was still beyond his reach.

Going out on hunts with the others would have to wait. In the meanwhile, it might not hurt to find employment... and what better place than where he was currently sitting?]

Ha... if magic is supposed to be my forte, why is it I cannot remember how?

[He's currently off for the afternoon, which means... nope, he's still going to be in the library, patrolling shelves, looking for books. He's found a few he recognizes as magical theory, but nothing has triggered anything.]

(no subject)

[sacred-thunder.livejournal.com]

[Action]

[To say this was an unusual situation was an understatement. Ky had shown up suddenly in a place he had no recollection of -- but then again, he had no recollection of anything regarding his past life, either. Then he'd been brought to a lab, had the situation explained, was made a government employee, and then given a communicator that was unmistakably blacktech in origin.

Though, as Ky was finding out quickly, the entire city seemed to run on blacktech. It couldn't be Zepp, which had him wondering if he'd gone back in time...if that was even possible.

At any rate, Ky was letting himself succumb to curiosity and walking around the city, exploring his new hometown. Later, after reaching his apartment, he left a message.]

[Audio]

If anybody is listening, I beg your pardon, but I have a question. Would anyone here be well-versed in weaponry? I arrived with a rather...unusual sword in my possession, and was wondering if anybody might be able to examine it and tell me what they can learn about it.