Gee, isn't it great how the schedules are around here? It's pretty lucky, I don't really get why so many of you would rather go home. Always some party, never anything like:

"Good Morning Criminals, here's your potentially deadly mission for today! Don't bother to RTC till you're at least 70% done!"

(No offense or anything, Saix.)

...Sentience is so nice today that I'm gonna play along.

[Feel free to notice him with carp-kite in hands instead of his usual sitar, humming jauntily to himself on the way to the park sector]

[As happy as she is to be in such an interesting place, Lacus is pretty idle. And when she idles, she sings. And that's what she's doing now in the park with Pink who is dutifully supplying the music, her communicator "accidentally" left on. It's not like she's not used to an audience...]

[But. It seemed perhaps like some people here could use a song of peace.]

( Translation: Token of Water )

[At first, he looks as though he'll speak. His breath catches, and a small fit of coughing is let into a gloved palm. Then he's back to focusing on the screen, brows knit, with an authentic confused expression.

He isn't sure what to say and he seems to be concentrating.]






Aa. [Just a small, surprised sound. Really, he isn't sure what to say about this at all.]

[Daisy is wandering around Sector 3, hugging herself against the wind. It's the least intimidating section so far, and she still hasn't really gotten over her mindset of having to pay for the flat so these buildings look the most reasonable.]

Hello~, everyone. I slept on a couch last night--and, I mean, I didn't need to but I'd rather that if I did sleep on a couch that it was my couch, you know? With...with my tea stains on it...and a Jaffa Cake down the back cushions where I lost it watching late night telly and then one day you just...fold over the cushions and go "Eugh! What's that doing there!" and it's crumbs all down the side and a big chocolatey smear and you have to vacuum for ages but it never quite gets cleaned off.

[She pauses, collecting her thoughts.]

And you just don't get that sort of homeyness in a shelter, you know? So, right, yes, here I am, looking for a place to live. I'm glad I can skip right over the long, boring, mind-numbing step of reading through the Classifieds and just...find somewhere I'd like to live!

[ There is a slim-ish, youngish looking man -- probably not older than mid to late thirties -- wandering around by the dolphin tank. He's reasonably attractive, though his eyes are a little narrow and beady and his thin mustache and longish hair give him a hobo-ish look. (Though he's not nearly as skilled at that as dear Tyki-pon.) He's wearing a very dated suit and is bare-headed.

He looks completely lost, and the ball-and-chain around his ankle drags heavily behind him. He has no communicator on. ]

Grundgütiger, I wonder where this is! So many strange things! Like dolphins and domes under the sea!

[ He also speaks English with a heavy German accent.]

((OOC: This is the Earl's human form. His name is Adam. Anyone with the ability to sense power/auras/etc will be able to tell he's very powerful. And he still feels the same as he did in his other form, but he's actively dampening his powers, so it may not be immediately recognizable. Note: he's never dressed in what he's wearing in the icons. XD Until he gets his communicator back, he will be limited to action posts.))

[You can see a blue-eyed brunette, turning her head on all sides, confused and scared. She was wearing a hospital linen, and by her appearance, it seemed she went through some kind of labour, so she looked fatigued. Realizes she's not in the hospital anymore, neither in school or at home, but in some kind of prison. Suddenly notices some kind of translucent screen over her eyes is on, placing one hand on the headset that was in her ear. After knowing her crimes, Adrianna makes a heavy sigh of frustration, her head down for a moment but recovering instantly, giving such a strong glance and starts to scream.]

Fine!!! So what if I was on drugs??? I'm clean now!!! I'm a different person!!!

[Then... some tears are noticed in her eyes, finally falling through her cheeks.]

... And...

[Her voice could scarcely articulate any words, mumbling in the process. But she finally managed to speak with bated breath.]

And... I knew I wouldn't be a good mother... I'm too young for that...

[She covers her face with both hands, sobbing without restraint.]

[Fletcher is walking toward Sector Four in an adorable green kimono -- walking very slowly as he's also got geta on his feet, and he is very not used to them. In his arms is a carefully folded red kimono, with another pair of geta. He's going to get Russel to wear them whether he likes it or not.

In the meantime, feel free to stop him and say hi?]

[It's a rare day when Conrad's out of uniform. Thank Ammy and her impromptu water fight at the beach for Conrad's pair of dark wash jeans and the plain, red t-shirt he's wearing. It's the only thing he found of Vash's old clothes that fit when he found his uniform gone this morning for cleaning.]

[He has to carry his sword, but that doesn't stop him from pacing about, on patrol as usual. He's wearing a smile, but alert after those stabbings a few nights ago. Going to be meandering around the shelter for a while before heading to Sector 2. Feel free to run into him anywhere!]

[Yuuri is at the butterfly pavilion, tossing a ball up in the air and catching it with one hand. He's not thinking. At least not about anything deep. Unless you consider trying to count the butterflies while they are fluttering about a deep activity.]

One hundred and twelve.

[Not even close.]

Please let this be a dream, please? Dad's going to kill me when he finds out. Prison? That's going to look great on any college applications.

I'd also, uh, really appreciate it if you re-reviewed what the hell you think I did! I have stuff to do. Important, moral stuff, that is probably more important than your stupid preventative measures. I know it says I won't be leaving but-- You want criminals? I've got a criminal for you. In fact, I was just on my way to apprehend said scumbag and prevent a worse crime than he's already done--

But-- [sighing.]

Okay, okay. Okay. It's obvious this isn't working. Probably that it wasn't going to work from the start. So... I don't know. I'll figure something out.

[Xion is dressed in a pink, sakura-patterend yukata and is surrounded by puppies and kitties. She's got a particularly tiny one on her lap and is presenting it to the screen.]

Roxas, look! Isn't he cute?

[ooc: Her yukata looks like this~]

( cut for your sanity... it's long )