[video] un: linneus.

[inaurare]

Hello every… ah, anyone who might see this. My name is Linneus. I... am not sure if this is working.

[leaving comments on other people’s posts is one thing, but putting his own out is quite another, and there’s a certain degree of nervousness that hasn’t been present in his everyday interactions, accentuated by the fact that he is clearly chilled and just about holding off a shiver]

I was hoping perhaps someone might be able to help. Someone in Olympia, that is. You see I returned from Wyver just now and-- well, look.

[the shift in camera angle is clumsy, but eventually he steadies the device on his surroundings. A broken-in window, the snow blown inside in small drifts. As he pans it’s clear that what little home he had started to make for himself has been quite overturned, covers tossed back and pulled off beds, cupboards and shelves standing empty, but he doesn’t linger too long on those. His main focus is on the window, one hand reaching into frame to gesture as he draws closer]

I can manage much of the housework and the cleaning, but it’s this is the trouble - it’s sort of a sash window, but it draws to the side instead of up. [a careful tug - broken glass notwithstanding, it’s clearly stuck open] I’m not sure I can manage to take it off its track by itself - I think the glass will break further if I try. But I hoped someone might try and help me with finding a replacement and perhaps fitting it?

[turning the camera back on himself, a slightly shy smile.]

I should forewarn that I may not be capable of instant repayment, but I would consider myself in your debt and endeavour to do what I can. I… await any reply, even if you’ve only advice to offer, but I shan’t be instantaneous in my replies, you understand. I have no small amount of cleaning up of my own to do…

Comments

text | un: sand

[granularity]

If it's glass, I should be able to help you. And I just got back into Olympia.

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[inaurare]

I would much appreciate the help. It is glass, so far as I can tell - it seems like it was broken to get the window open...

[granularity]

I can fix the window and I should be able to move it into place. Where are you?

video; un: pholia

[baguablade]

Careful not to cut yourself!

[ He's waving cheerfully at the screen, a bright greeting for Linnaeus, who seems once again to have been dealt a domestic sort of problem. Never mind that Cain was the first domestic problem himself... ]

Have you spoken to any of the guard? You'd think they'd be willing to have the city's restoration efforts include the refugee housing...

[inaurare]

I shall. I think some shards have fallen into the snow [or perhaps the snow is covering the shards?] But I will take care while I am cleaning. I'm sure the city guard have little time for trifles such as this with the food shortage to handle.

[a little smile - could he be teasing?]

Dare I ask how the potion-making is going, Cain?

[baguablade]

[ Ack. Why so cruel, Linnaeus! Why bring up that blighted attempt! Is that how Linnaeus remembers him, as the man who couldn't make soup?

Ah, well, at least he's memorable! ]

You'll be relieved to hear I haven't tried it since our attempts! [ He sounds very proud. Praise him, look at how well he's stayed out of (this particular bit of) trouble! ] I was a bit too busy being kidnapped by dragons.

[ Unfortunately, he's not joking. ]

[ video ] un: shepherd

[ofseraphim]

Linneus! Hey!

[ It's been a while! And so, Sorey's experience with these things is a little... rusty. Thus, it takes a second for the feed to actually show his face, rather than the ground, the sky, something that might be fabric but isn't quite discernible even as overly-zoomed into focus as it is. ]

I'm not sure I'd know what to do with the window, but if it's cleaning you need a hand with, I'm here to help!

[ Should he say again? ]

[inaurare]

Ah-! It has been a while, Sorey. Have you been well?

[a smile and a little dip of his head]

Any help would be much appreciated, yes.

[ofseraphim]

I have! Bad news is, it sounds like that means I was one of the lucky ones...

[ But let's not bring the mood down. ]

You're back in Olympia, right?

video; un: beatrix

[fiendennor]

Yes, that shouldn't be much trouble. I can fix that quite easily. Where are you in Olympia?

[inaurare]

My house is number 74. I'm not sure whether we would be able to manage, though, even with the two of us...

-> Action?

[fiendennor]

I'm quite confident that it won't be a problem.

I'll see you shortly, then.

[And indeed, it's about half an hour later that there's a knock on the door. The young woman is slender, somewhat above average height, with long, curly blonde hair with pale green streaks.

She favors the man who opens the door with a smile.] Hello.

I'm sorry, I realized I forgot to get your name. I'm Diana Cavendish.

Voice | username: No

[sullenstallion]

[Maybe his voice is the last on Lineus' expects to hear on the network. Maybe it isn't! Dylas hadn't planned on replying at first, but after letting it sit for a while...you know, since he's in Wyver right now...he decides to answer anyways.]

You okay?

[Just two words, his tone gruff and unpleasant like always. But. Coming home to find a wrecked home probably isn't easy on the...heart...or something.]

Voice

[inaurare]

[a soft laugh - not at who it is, but the question.]

Well, no. But I've no time to sit and let myself get upset, have I?

[that won't fix his window, clean the snow off his floor...]

It's just that... I would have given them what I had, had I been here to give it. The food shortage was difficult on everyone.

[sullenstallion]

[Hey. Someone has to ask it? Dylas doesn't really care about the property damage as much. He can be a softie sometimes.]

You could do that, yeah. But you aren't, so that's a good start.

[That's almost a compliment if he squints.]

They took all of your food? Every last piece?

video | username: xXx_trueblue_xXx

[competing]

Linneus?

[ lance's voice comes in with a slightly blurry image of the boy, standing in what appears to be a field. definitely not olympia.

he lifts a hand to wipe his sweaty brow with a back of a hand. ]

Wait, someone broke into your house?? Are you okay?

[inaurare]

I'm okay - the break-in happened while I was away.

[an apologetic smile]

My house is not the only one, unfortunately. But it is nothing I can't manage - mostly manage - by myself. Have you been well, Lance?

[competing]

[ he makes a pretty bewildered expression at that. the man just had his home broken into and he's asking if lance is doing well? ]

Yeah, I'm doing just peachy. [ though he clearly decided to remain in wyver. ]

Have you got anybody helping you along with that..?

video | un: archangel

[centurian]

[ ...did someone say wrong-doers? sure he's not in Olympia, but... ]

Do you have any suspects?

[ it's the ex-cop in him. or ex-vigilante. or both. ]

[inaurare]

I haven't?

[should he?]

So far as I can tell people were looking for food, or something to sell. There was nothing here at the time I couldn't bear to lose - I had only just moved here myself.

[centurian]

Do you know what they took? That's where you'll see a big difference between scavengers and looters. Scavengers only take what they need. Looters will try to make off with a big haul.

[ look, he likes working cases, ok? just as long as he doesn't have to deal with rules and regulations... ]

video (un: aka728)

[hurtled]

Hi, Linneus. I'm not sure if you remember, but we met when I was looking for my living quarters to move into at Olympia. [Which she emptied of her few belongings to take to Wyver, though it wouldn't surprise her if somebody has ransacked the place or is squatting in it, going off the view of his house.]

Are you on your own?

[inaurare]

[he smiles]

Yes, Miss Kanade, I remember. I'm alone right now - I've no house-mates that I know of...

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[learned_to_die]

HOW TROUBLING. ARE YOU AND WHOMEVER ELSE INHABITED THE HOUSE ALL RIGHT?

I AM AFRAID I AM LIMITED IN MY CONNECTIONS HERE, SINCE I'VE ONLY ARRIVED A SHORT WHILE AGO, BUT I WILL DO WHATEVER I CAN TO ASSIST YOU. IT IS THE LEAST I CAN DO AFTER YOU SHOWED SUCH KINDNESS TO ME WHEN I'D FIRST COME TO OLYMPIA.

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[inaurare]

I quite expected to return to a cold house and to have to make myself comfortable here again. This was rather more than I had prepared for, but I am quite all right.

[he might be downplaying it a touch]

It is merely... troublesome. I find myself having to start from scratch again.