[Pearl's in the kitchen putting away leftovers from the picnic when she spots a familiar pair of purple tufts of fur.]

Ah, the cat from earlier! Did you want something to eat?

[but that reminds her...this cat probably has an owner somewhere. and if it's just left to roam freely, it might get hurt! so she turns her communicator on.]

[voice]
Um...I found a beautiful cat... I think someone owns it, but I don't know who, and it would really be a shame for it to be separated from its owner.

Is anyone missing a white kitty with purple markings?

[twice as bitchy Faith is twice as bitchy.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[guess who can't find any tampons at the convenience store? Anyone who comes in at the store wil find Faith in the feminine product aisle, rifling through her options. Which aren't many. And this makes Faith grrr. :(]

[It starts with a dull boom.

Anyone outside may hear it, and anyone who looks up may get a glance of two figures moving at very fast speeds. Any able to follow the movements may notice two strikingly similar teens seemingly fighting in mid-air on their AT. They're moving around the dome at rapid speed, never really staying in one place for more than a second.

Akito's sitting on a bench half-way home, legs drawn up to his chest, arms hanging by his side. He's a little late getting home again, but this is important. He has a good view of the fight, and by the look on his face, he doesn't approve at all.

Another dull boom makes him sigh, watching the two fight on] Agito...


((Action open to bothering Aki, ping me if you want to interfere with Agito and Lind. They're not hurting each other enough to be deadly))

I am Lain. She is still me. I think. Think different...

Maybe I shouldn't stay connected in so long. My body feels weak.

It's been a day or two, hasn't it? Last I can remember, being awake in the real world, in the Asylum, before I went back to my room...it was Children's Day?

And then Valentines. I had no one to give Honmei Choco to, and....so I was lonely. And so I just disappeared into the Wired for awhile. I might have been dreaming. Thinking about Sentience, her three rivers. Coding is beautiful.

I miss Alice.

[ooc: I have been really really terrible with Lain's activity for the month, so my pisspoor excuse is that she's been ghosting in the machines again, idle, for the past few days. Because it's really easy to get caught up in the mindlessness of minesweeper...really.]

[The day dawns quietly. No announcement from Sentience; nothing dramatic, no explosions, no storms, no ominous sounds. It's just a normal day, without Sentience. Even the bots go about their normal routines, cooking or cleaning or herding the restrained prisoners, but they are completely silent, with nothing to say and no recognition of anything spoken to them. They may as well just be -- machines.]

[Nothing else seems out of place...]

[Chk, chk.

Speaking to Ryu made the fishing bug bite him as well, and what rods he found in the convenience store weren't really comfortable or to his liking. So he'd gathered up some materials, and was stringing up one of his own invention. It was a little extra effort, and he might resort to using his hands anyway in shallow water- but he'd be bored as hell otherwise so it was an entertaining way to spend his evening.

Spread out on the table before him are miscellaneous items like fishing line, scrap (tree branch) wood and tools. He was currently carving a handle crudely with a kitchen knife. Glasses are on, as is a semi-stained long sleeve white shirt.]

[Guess what all you morning showerers get to wake up and wash to? 

Someone's busking in the baths, chilling at the edge of the hot tubs with his feet dipped in, because he likes how the sitar warbles off the tile.

To some, it might be a recognizable tune ]

I don't like this... Why are all the thinking machines not thinking anymore? How come Sentience didn't say anything this morning...?

[He's inwardly terrified that there might be a repeat of what happened before with the power going out. He did not react well to that and doesn't want it to happen again, worry clear in his tone.]

[It's early in the morning, but the time of day doesn't seem to concern Naoya too much. He's finally shackle-free, and the first thing he's doing is finding an area with decent technology.]

[The computer lab will have to do.]

[Those wandering around may see him staring at the screen, bored, as he clicks through the bookmarks that Sentience has provided.]

[Lockon had been up somewhat early. After last night's rest, he felt strangely energetic. Hell, he was downright excited about today. The morning was quiet without Sentience, that much was true, but he tried not to think too hard about that. Maybe it just needed a break after the hectic past few days, with whatever happened while he was out cold, and then all the auctions (and related fallout). He had some questions for the warden, but those could wait.]

[He slipped a note under Lacus' door, thinking it was a little more personal, and gave him a bit more time to get some things ready, before she could catch him or ask him questions. Then he  and Haro vanished from the Shelter, quite literally. His room was cleaned out, the few clothes he'd acquired since his arrival, plus a few tools for checking on Haro, all stuffed into oen large duffle bag that he hefted over his shoulder. Turning to his orange partner, he grinned.]

Let's go, Haro.

Roger! Roger!

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((ooc: I know, another date. orz At least this post has two purposes!

If anyone wants to catch him before he reaches Sector 5, or as he's leaving his room, just jump right in~! Consider this semi-open for the morning, except for the actual closed thread with Lacus.<3 ))

Egh, I am so bored.

Scaring the new people is only fun for so long. Most of them have the same reaction. They're all really confused and easy to manipulate.

I need something new to play. Something more challenging and less stupid.

When I wake up, I can't help but to feel a little angry when I realize that I'm still stuck in this damn place.