*Auron is sitting up in a bed and looking over his magic book, his connection to the community. No longer brainwashed and in the Underworld, he seems much calmer. Although given he's broadcasting from Kefka's tower, it's anyone's guess if it's any safer.*

So. Anyone out there ever been forced to leave their homes, knowing you can never go back? Were you successful in making a new home wherever you found yourself?

((OOC: Why no, I totally didn't post that in the wrong community, why do you ask?))

[Alexia looks prim and proper, and ready for business. So really, not much different there. She addresses the camera with a straight face.]

It appears to me that these viruses are becoming a larger problem with every passing month. I was willing to write them off as mere nuisances before, but something must be done. For now, I think we must strive for more, and better information on the viruses. Because of this I will be taking a survey. I would appreciate it if as many members of the community as possible were to answer a few questions open and honestly.

1. What is your name?

2. What is your sex?

3. What is the name of your home world?

4. Do you often travel to other worlds?

5. How long have you been a member of this community.

6. How many viruses have you been personally affected by since becoming a member?

Thank you for your time. I will be sure to share the results when I have finished fathering them, if anyone is interested.

[The video looks like it's being taken from across the way from its subjects in a shopping arcade. There isn't any sound, but the picture is clear. There's Masamori, in a grey kimono and wearing a bright red scarf with small yellow polka dots all over it. There's Mai, in a dark green skirt and white top that looks new. There's Masamori and Mai...wait they're coming out of a photo booth together? Mai seems to be giggling, and Masamori seems a little embarrassed but amused. Mai skips over to the dispenser and takes out two photo strips, one of which she hands to Masamori. The two rather awkwardly put the photo strips away.

They turn into a cafe next door, taking a two-person table by the windows. The awkwardness they had going in dissipates, they seem to have a good time chatting after they place their order. Which turns out to have been entirely desserts- the waiter brings out a slice of chocolate cake that looks like it belongs on a magazine cover for Mai, and an elaborate parfait nearly as tall as his head for Masamori. Mai boggles a bit at the parfait, which Masamori seems to treat as a perfectly normal serving of food. But normal conversation seems to continue while they eat.

After there is no more cake and no more parfait, Masamori apparently insists on paying, to the blushing protests of Mai. They head out further down the arcade and...did Mai just start holding Masamori's hand?

You'll have to pause the video to find out, because it cuts off there.]