[Kieren turns on his phone, revealing his face. Of course, he's not wearing his makeup, because even if he isn't 'alive' anymore, he isn't going to hide himself. It will--he'll go back to the way he was in Eudio, eventually. Hopefully. Still, others will see a pale face, milky white eyes. Basically, the face of a doe-eyed dead boy.

He smiles a little, doing his best to not be nervous, or awkward. He succeeds on the first, probably not as well on the second. He speaks, his accent something from northern England]

So hi, I'm sure some of you have seen me about, but I'm Kieren Walker? Your resident PDS sufferer. [Might as well be upfront.]

So, I just snagged a job at the Cadelle Museum of Art, and I know that I've already talked to a few of you about you're uh--lack of art knowledge? [He rubs the back of of his neck, laughing lightly.]

I just thought, if anyone was interested, I wouldn't mind maybe giving some tours, or at least teaching a bit of art? I don't have any real formal training--but I've taught myself a lot on my own. [And was good enough to get accepted/scholarships to universities, twice--but he still doubts his own art, sometimes, so he doesn't mention that.]

I'm also always looking for people to paint? Just--just portraits.

Let me know if you're interested.

I probably should have done this earlier, but hi I'm Claire. I just wanted to introduce myself to everyone.

I've met a few people so far, but not a lot. So if you want to say hey, and tell me a little about yourselves. Maybe we can all learn about each other.

[Claire's a bit nervous about all of this, and it is pretty obvious in her voice, but she's trying to be confident.]

I'm from Texas and I used to be a cheerleader. I was going to college before I got here, but I kinda...missed a lot.

[Now she sounds a bit sheepish and disappointed.]

I had a lot going on.

[Cut to an open video feed which shows the living area of an apartment in one of Cadelle's residential buildings. At first there's no-one to be seen, however there is something to be heard- the obnoxiously loud and catchy tune of a particular song. Within a couple of moments young Thom Creed can be seen in a pair of briefs, white socks and a casual t-shirt a la Risky Business.

The average ordinary gay teen superhero has a broom in one hand which is being used in equal parts to sweep the floor of his apartment and also as a microphone. With Thom himself lip syncing along, not a care in the world as he throws his body around the apartment in the closest approximation you might find to dancing for a boy who'd never so much as been in a club before.

Thom was lucky to get the song to play, as inept as he was on a technological level. He was not lucky though if you considered the fact he'd managed to set the video feed to broadcast in the process, showing the entirety of Cadelle his tighty-whities and his impressive entertaining skillset.]