Attention, this is an announcement on behalf of the Hyperion security.

Lorne has asked that until the problem with Bloodclan is resolved that there be an Eight P.M curfew for all Tamers staying at the Hyperion under the mental age of 18. Special permission can be obtained to be exempt from this please speak with me if you need. We ask that parents or adults with minors in their home or care do their best to keep tabs on all the underage members of their household at all times.

After Eight P.M all doors will be locked save for the main entrance doors where there will be security at all times.

Finally a signout sheet will be at the front desk. We ask those older then 18 if you are leaving the Hyperion after Curfew please fill out the form to inform us of your destination and if you'll be returning that evening.

In closing please remember the basics of safety in the city. Always have your partner with you, never leave home without your D-comm, don't take unnecessary risks. There are professionals throughout the city as well as in this hotel that can come to you within minutes of any D-comm distress signal.

If you have any questions, concerns, suggestions to help keep our home safe please feel free to contact myself either in person or via the network.

thank you and have a nice day.

This is Sarasim of the Hyperion's security team.

There have been multiple reports of...people or things in the Hotel and bar. Upon reviewing our security cameras video footage of the grounds and the public areas I can say with certainty that the majority of these intruders were never here.

After listening to other posts we've concluded that there seems to be some kind of random hallucination striking people...like a virus but different...

Please use caution as it seems perhaps we are unable to trust our eyes and ears for the time being. This could prove extremely dangerous...

Sarasim? What's wrong?

...do you see anything on me?

N-no...

I-I can see...feel ants...all over me. Please shut off the transmission I fear I may lose control shortly.

R-right...stay safe guys.

Greetings.

My name is Sarasim, a warrior and DATS Agent. I seek the aid of a good mechanic.

I have been using an Automail limb created for me after an accident took my arm...however the mechanic who created it and serviced it for many months has gone home.

Are there any other Automail experts who I could procure the services of?

Sabine, hello.

You have been very quiet lately and with Greg frozen I thought I would see how you were.

I would have done so in person but now that am strong enough to fight with one arm I feel more useful patrolling the streets, I hope you don't mind.

Ahem...greetings. My name is Kudamon and I am the partner of that ruffian primitive Sarasim.

I had been hoping a good vacation was all she needed but it seems she simply can not be won over by the smiles of her friends and the refreshing ocean and beach atmosphere.

I would help her myself but I'm much too busy. Honestly there are people who live for this sort of depressing tosh.

As an example of the problem I wish to direct your attention to what I'm about to let you hear.

*There is the sound of metal, familiar to those with Automail experience and Sarasim muttering to herself. *

Come on...you can do it...come on woman...GAH!

...

*The sound of fist hitting table and wood cracking*

That in case you were curious...is the sound of a woman trying to eat soup with her automail arm and dropping the spoon down the front of her shirt. Sad really.

So yes peasants, make with the words of comfort and encouragement, I'll be sure she receives it once she's down making a mess of her lunch.

*Click*

Oh dear...

I don't mean to be a pain...but I think I may have broken my apartment. I came into the bathroom to take my shower and flicked the light switch and there was a flash and then darkness. Now I keep flicking the light switch but the lights gone. Did I use up all the magic?

Greetings fellow warriors,

I am Sarasim of the tribe of the sun and the moon. I have recently arrived in the Digital World and a friend of mine suggested that I may find my skills as a warrior would prove useful to your noble endeavors.

Oh goodness Gracious can't you just speak like a normal person you primitive? She wants a job!

*Ahem* My partner Kudamon is willing to assist as well...I simply desire to put my training and experience to work for the betterment of this world so that we may succeed in victory over the forces of darkness.