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[When the video feed comes on, it's from someone's little watch, set up and aimed down at a baby grand piano, with a very clear view of the keyboard. Someone sits before it, and it's a little hard to tell who but they have pale arms and long, thin fingers. The type of person who definitely knew how to play.

After only a moment of hesitation, as the player positions his hands on the keys, he begins to play, a very quick and very upbeat tune, perhaps familiar to those who know classical music well. His fingers are fast, nimble, hitting every key with grace and deliberation. The experience in the player was clear, and the whole piece was over in less than two minutes.

Drawing his hands back, the pianist slides off of the piano bench and grabs the watch, putting it back on his wrist and aiming it at his face. It's Joshua. The one missing his right eye, the one with the black collar. He gives a wry smile at the camera, a business smile more than a genuine one.]

Hello, Hinoto-Ri. My name is Joshua Kiryu, and I'm in need of some work... My most practical skill is piano playing. I know a large library of classical pieces, as well as modern pop, and it takes me only two weeks to memorize new pieces, depending on the difficulty level.

If there are any places that would like to hire me for my entertainment skills... any hotels, inns, bars or clubs... I would appreciate any work I could get. Please, get in contact with me and we can discuss it more.

Otherwise, suggestions for places where I could work, or any critique about my technique, would also be appreciated.

I must admit I'm a little rusty.

[When the feed comes on, not only is it unusual because it's being broadcast on the public network, viewable by practically everyone in the city, but it's also tilted down at someone who is laying on the floor, wincing in pain, clearly coming from the watch on his wrist.

For those of you who have met the other Joshua, this one would look familiar... However there were two distinct differences. One, most noticeably, there's a large scar going down the left (his right) side of his face, from above his brow down to his chin, over his eye; that eye is also very clearly blind. The other difference was the black metal collar around his neck, bearing some numbers on it. And it was... smoking?? Were those black scorch marks on his skin underneath the collar.]

Well, I've decided that perhaps now is a good a time as any to give out a public service announcement to anyone from Alpha Omega... do not try to tamper with your collars. We may be universes away and yet I'm certain that Val is still laughing at us.

[He gives a bitter smile which quickly fades into an embarrassed scowl as he turns his gaze away from the camera with his next admittance.]

... Also, I can't move.

[Major electrocution kind of took a toll on him... On top of locked up muscles he thinks he might have sprained his ankle, maybe his other wrist too. Everything was simultaneously numb and throbbing painfully...]