[The feed shows Ariel, carefully as she could add the final touches to a cake. Although given the fact she's never really known what a cake is, nor how to decorate one correctly it looks to be very...colourful to say the least. Various colours of icing had been places on and around the edge of the cake, some in more odd places than others and Ariel just looked extremely happy with it. Looking at the guide she made sure to show others what work she had done.]
I've never really decorated a cake before, so when someone said they wanted a colourful cake, this was my chance to learn. So, what do you lot think?
[if anyone has even noticed the detective's absence (a very real one, for all of approximately two weeks-- his name, struck out of the refugee list), well, they'd notice that he's back now! he's at the Arrivals, a stack of completed forms on one side, his 'urban camouflage' costumes piled up on another...
...accompanied by a rather placid-looking black pony, which he's waving at now.]
The last time I saw this particular specimen was when I'd crossed the border from France into Germany--
[he's interrupted by a grunt from an alien bureaucrat, to which he replies:]
--no, I don't believe I'm responsible for it. Direct your queries to a one Madame Simza, she's far fonder of the animal than I would ever--
[the pony waddles over to him and starts nibbling on the hem of his jacket.]
Will you stop using my clothing as provisions.
[he hisses at the pony, who continues anyway. the feed ends.]
[Midii appears to be standing perfectly still in the hangar. Staring. Her expression betrays nothing, though it is clear that the object in question has her full, unwavering attention.]
[What is she staring at, you might ask?]
[...a gold limo. Specifically, Dorothy Catelonia's gold limo. The one she bequeathed to Midii. For some reason.]
[Understandably, the young girl is highly suspicious. She stares down the hood as if it could stare back, trying to discern the potential dangers. Her eyes narrow.]
[She takes a step forward.]
[Almost that exact moment, the car horn suddenly gives a loud beep]
[Startled, she jumps back about a foot, letting out a small shriek of surprise. Giving the vehicle one last wide-eyed expression, she turns to walk away. Swiftly.]