[ There is seemingly no reason why the camera should be tilted as far down as it is; it is focused on her chin-down. While her skin seems to have a slightly verdant tinge to it, it's hard to tell whether that is due to the lighting or not. She would simply make this an audio post, but it just feels weird after every one since her arrival has been video... ]

...sorry I couldn't help ya' the other day, Angel. Things seemed like they'd already hit the fan by the time I left. Hope everything's alright with ya' anyway, sugar. I really was hopin' to help.

[ She reaches up to scratch the back of her neck awkwardly. ]

Everyone else alright?

[ When the feed switches on, it shows Rogue seated at her desk, distractedly flicking some folded paper bits across it. She seems lost in thought, and it looks like she's been chewing on her lower lip a bit more than is healthy. A nervous habit, perhaps...

She sighs and glances over to the camera. ]

I hate this waitin' game... ain't my style and never has been.

[ She snatches up one of the paper bits and crumples it up into her fist, tossing it toward the communicator. It bounces off with little incident and rolls lamely away. ]

...anyone wanna' go flyin'?

[ With the closing of the event finally at hand, Rogue is staring blankly into the camera, hair somewhat disheveled, uniform torn a bit here and there. She takes a moment to draw in a shaky breath, and sighs loudly as she releases it. ]

I need a drink.

[ And she reaches out to cut the feed. ]

I'm guessin' how much you enjoy this place hinges a lot on who you're spendin' time with. Bein' that as it is, I ain't havin' a great time lately.

Jack? I know we haven't met, but if ya' could contact me ASAP, that'd be peachy. Thanks.

Not that I don't like y'all, but I doubt you want me as family. I'm a pretty irresponsible parental-type. What'd Sam say...? I'm like the "cool aunt that lets the kids get away with murder." I think that's pretty accurate.

That bein' said, sorry if I let anyone get away with murder.

So how's your drama developin' over there, Sinclair? Talked to your monster lady, but she don't seem so bad.

[ There is silence for a few moments when the feed starts. ]

...so that was one of the unpleasant events I been hearin' about. Think I'm startin' to understand why folks don't much like it here.

[ You can almost hear her shudder. ]

Everyone alright, though? Marc? Angel?

[ Staring at the screen aaaaaaawkwardly. ]

...so. All comments 'bout that last event aside, did uh...

Did anythin' strange happen to anyone else before that last one started? Like... some kinda' crazy love thing?

After a couple'a these events, I think I can safely say I ain't too fond of 'em. From what I heard, they weren't anywhere near the worst. Kinda' makes me wonder...

What was your favorite event, everyone?

[ recorded ]

Well I'm pissed as a rubber-jawed gator. I kinda' assumed the kids were pullin' my leg, but now I dunno' what on god's green earth's goin' on! This ain't Boston, don't think it's the States... hell, I got a feelin' this ain't even the same dimension.

...not too bright, messin' around with different dimensions.

[ sigh ]

Anyone wanna' fill me in?

Sorry, but anon is disabled.