[The view's fixed, set somewhere to allow sight of what look like red feathers scattered here and there. Occasionally, Atem steps into the frame, and now and again his voice lifts high enough to actually hear the miniature tirade he's on--feathers are messy, and why would the coral do this, and it was such a pain in the ass and--until finally he's got a pile of the things on the bed, hands on his hips. Hmph!

With that done, he turns to the SFC and while it's a bit late to be asking, he'd been reorganizing things during the curse to keep him from wanting to leave the apartment (he was not going to be seen looking like that--or cawing, for that matter), so he'd had to, well. Re-find them all. He's perfectly made up now, though. As if he wouldn't be. He doesn't bother hiding his annoyance, though; why? He doesn't have any reason to put on airs.]

Who in their right mind came up with birds as a good thing to be turned into?

[Ignoring, you know. His personal association with falcons. That's different.]

[Vatheon's most desirable red-head seems to be in top form today, settled back in a well stuffed armchair and dressed to impress. There's flowers in frame behind him, roses as always, and a smirky grin plastered on his face. Someone is planning something...]

There's a problem in this town, Vatheon. So many lonely hunnies, just wanting someone to talk to, to share some companionship with - and I know what you've all heard about me but I really do mean companionship here, not the other thing (so Ky don't jump down my throat). I heard tell that there used to be a host club here in Vatheon and I think it's high time it was revived! So here's an open call for any interested parties who want to provide a vital service to the community ♥

We'll be holding open interviews and auditions for the next two weeks in the ballroom of the casino. We'll be looking at all your talents as well as general amiability and charisma, so bring your A-game~

[Filtered to Peony, Guy, Ioder, and Duke]
Guy your presence is mandatory! I'll hunt you down and drag you there myself if I have to~

Everyone else, I'd appreciate the help. Ioder and Duke, you need to get out more and Peony I'm pretty sure you'd enjoy a gig like this. If you could drag that smart-face friend of yours that'd be great too. At the very least he'll be an asset in the organizational department but without his glasses.. well damn.

So I'll see you all at the casino within the next couple hours!

[With a capricious wink Zelos shuts off the feed to go get ready.]

so dose anyone kno where i cn get a instrction manuel on this thing

[Or a grammar book? The lessons Atem ignored while Yuugi was in class!

After a second and a bit of flickering, sound cuts in with a bit of clattering, and then video. A tanned hand comes into view, bound up in a leather wrist cuff and a few bracelets, a thumb ring, and it lifts the device back up from where it's fallen. ...And Atem is just kind of staring at the device that's probably in his hands. Oh! He blinks a couple times, red eyes wide, but eventually... All of him seems to sag--expression, shoulders, and even his hair. The embodiment of Horus sighs, reaching up to furiously scratch at his gravity-defying hair.]

Seriously, does anyone know how they work?