[Voice Post]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

[Having caught a partial broadcast over the Sky Phone, Ashe, realising it's possible to communicate, makes haste in sending out her desperate plea.]

If anyone is able to hear me, I have been separated from my son. He is fourteen months of age, fair haired, gray-eyed, and was wearing a white tunic.

Please, should he be found -- you must notify me immediately.

[Video/Filtered to Friends]

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

[Penelo's standing in what appears to be an empty version of Lowtown. She's confused and upset, but she hides it well and with some plucky determination.]

I still don't understand what's happening, but... We're going to move the wedding for a month. At least until Figaro's back in good shape and... [She glances over her shoulder at the surrounding.] ... we figure out how to get back.

[There's a smile and a small nod.] It'll be worth the wait.


((ooc: Sorry for the late change to this, was waiting to get some word back about Edward's mun.))