[It's been quite some time since the Head Nurse has terrorized graced Vatheon with her presence. She's been hard at work figuring out just what they did to fix the coral, and she's found out some very interesting things.]

Good morning, Vatheonites! It has been quite some time, hasn't it? And you have been terribly busy. We have a couple things to address.

Firstly, it was quite an ingenious solution you thought up for the coral, I am impressed. Who was it that thought it up, hmm? If you come forward, we might let you have an up close look at our facilities. I know you've been itching to get a look at them for awhile now.

Secondly, it seems that the Head Priestess lost her life in the commotion of fixing the coral. It's really quite a shame, but we didn't get to her in time to bring her back, so I'm afraid she's gone permanently.

[She doesn't seem to think it's a shame at all. In fact, she's smiling wider than ever.]

I do hope we can prevent such a tragedy again. You've all been behaving yourselves so nicely and not creating extra work for us. It would be very... unfortunate if that were to change.

[This was definitely not his cot in Darktown. Sure, the small bed was hard and dingy, and was mostly uncomfortable, but it wasn't stone, and...

Why was he soaked? Anders opened his eyes and blearily stared forward, wincing and rubbing one side of his head. He must be in the Fade. Even without the... great qualities of the Fade, it must be, since there's no reason he shouldn't be in Kirkwall. Either that or Hawke shipped him out overnight for no reason. He shifted to a sitting position and shook off his hands a bit. How uncomfortable this was.

He stood and surveyed the area, frowning and rubbing at his forehead irritably. What kind of joke was this, anyways? A horrible one, that's what. He surveyed the area once more before he spotted the towel and the odd little starfish. Grateful for the towel, he started drying off, though the little thing was a mystery.]

I'm sure this would be entertaining in any other situation...

[Should anyone want to strike up a conversation, he's standing and staring at the SFC in confusion.]

[Yotsuba hasn't used the SFC much yet, because it is a little difficult for her to use. But this is an important day, so she braves using it to get her message across.

When the video feed turns on, Yotsuba looks mad. She is frowning at the SFC so much that her face will probably hurt later, but she has to frown to show how mad and how serious about this she is.

After a few seconds, she holds up a picture she drew.]

This is a bad man. A very bad man. He's mean and bad and I don't feel sorry for biting him!

He needs a time out to think about what he's done.

[Yep, Yotsuba is being a tattle-tale.]

[The change in Gale's clothes for this event is.. odd, to say the least. It looks like he's wearing a lamb hood, curly horns at all. He hasn't even tried to change it, except to add orange paint to it. Next to him, there's a bird peering over his shoulder at the SFC.]

It appears I am to be accompanied by this animal, this week. This curse has objectives accompanying it. I intend to accomplish them. If others do as well, perhaps we can work together.

More importantly, I have an announcement. You may be familiar with a building at the edge of the Forest quadrant, with orange markings on it. That is the Embryon's base. Members of the Embryon, for those who are unaware, are found wearing orange on their clothing or armor. Formerly, we requested that non-tribe members stay away unless accompanied by one of us. That request has been rescinded, with the Tribe's consensus. Rather, we invite you to join us. Simply alert one of us of your presence, once you are here. I am able to answer any questions you have.

[Roland has had to take in a lot of rather crazy scenarios in his lifetime (or at least the latter part of it) which may be why this is easier to take in than it should have been. Then again, what else can he do aside from going with it?

He's only been watching the network for a short while - long enough to be unsure of its contents, and long enough to know that he should probably make an introduction for himself before he wandered around too much longer.

The man stands in the center of town, leaning his back against the coral as he finds the switch for the video.]

Should I make a formal introduction, or will a simple greeting suffice?

You all seem to be busy with your own problems, so I hate to interrupt.

[The dream begins with Serph, Heat, Argilla, Gale, and Cielo near the top of a tower with a spiral staircase leading to its peak. Swirling around them are what looks to be clouds, or snow, though on closer inspection, the particles seem to be... hexagonal shaped. Oddly artificial.

But after a shudder that shakes the entire tower, the swirling clouds disintegrate, clearing the sky so they can see the world tens of thousands of feet below them. There are clusters of buildings in five distinct territories, a massive crack in the ground, as well as other buildings scattered across the land between. The lights on the buildings are the only signs of life from this height; there are no clusters of trees or greenery on this land, only barren grey wasteland. But as Serph watches, the world is... deleted, starting from the edge of the world and rapidly advancing inwards. Everything disappears from the outside, rapidly advancing towards the very tower he stands on, leaving nothing but void in its wake.

Argilla's voice pierces the scene, but it's like it's coming through a thick fog, as if Serph is barely aware of it. "No... The Junkyard is... disappearing! Our comrades are still down there!"





When Serph wakes, his eyes snap open into alertness. He doesn't say anything; he just... rubs tiredly at his face and stares at the ceiling.]

[ooc: Let me know if you're interacting with Serph in the dream, or with Serph afterwards in the subject line!]