[Evening Day 6] Incoming from ???

[navi_no]

[Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, the jewel on your bangle suddenly, inexplicably crackles to life.

You all know the voices (colours, for Lucus) - you heard at least one prior to arrival on the Noanga.

While glitching crackle drowns out most of the message, you manage to make out the following:]

Invited.

A --- next few days--- go--- engage. Repeat do---.

[Lucas will note the message is laced with pain and distress, as if sending this harmed the senders somehow.]

Comments

Video

[bestbrotherever]

[So far the others have been communicating with text, so Loki will try something different. He flicks the video on for a quick message.]

We are coming to help.

[Yeah, it's a lie, meant to provoke a response. One that he hopes Lucas will still be able to read color-tones from.]

Re: Video

[navi_no]

[The video glitches like nothing Loki's ever seen. It's TV snow; lines of code, of text, of pictures layered over one another until they blur together. It's everything and nothing. Chaos itself in swirling, ominous colours that never still, always change. It makes no sense. It can't make sense.

Perhaps he sees the image of - something. A bird, maybe? But blink and it's gone. It's migraine inducing if he looks too long.

Voices can be heard, but it's too garbled to make out anything outside a general sense of confusion - and worry.]

[Not actually a reply]

[bestbrotherever]

[A chill runs down Loki's spine as he watches. This- is wrong. Maybe wrong enough to affect anyone who sees it? Or whatever transmits the message? He quickly cuts off the connection without replying.]