I really hate storms. [A sigh.] And it seemed like it was going to be such a nice day. Oh well. I doubt that there will be any loss of power, but make sure you have your flashlights just in case. And... and... other provisions. Anyway, hope everyone stays safe~

[And that people have enough sense to heed Acumen's other warnings and she really REALLY REALLY hopes it won't be as bad as predicted. Akane hates things that have the potential to be spooky. -_-;;]

[Private to Al]

Hey, Al~! I'm finished with my morning work out. Did you still want to meet so that you can show me your alchemy? [As usual, she sounds chipper and excited.]

April showers, as they say.~

[Sounds like he is shuffling through pages in a book. Probably in the library, for a change in pace.]

Ironic that a computer asked to hold a service for Easter. I wonder if it thinks that inmates "finding God" will lead to better behavior or acceptance on its part.

[That is aimed for Fletcher. Sorry, kid. Anger issues, tsk tsk tsk!]

Such a silly holiday.~ But it does leave me to question just how many versions of earth have it and which ones don't.

[Giggles]

Oh dear, the implications.~

[...this isn't like Kaito. Akito woke up and his brother was gone, no note, no nothing. Naturally, he spent a few minutes looking for his brother, but it's like Kaito's just gone...

But he can't be...]

Hey, um. Has anyone seen Onii-chan? I can't find him...he didn't leave a note or anything either...

I guess he must've forgotten to tell me or something...

Onii-chan? Where are you?

[He can't be gone...Akito refuses to believe it. Tsuna just left...everyone he loves can't be leaving. They just can't be. Kaito has to be here somewhere!]

[Going for a quick swim in the pool wearing a new swimswuit. After a couple laps she pulls herself up onto the edge of the pool to make a little message.]

I gotta know. [Pause while she sloshes her feet in the water] How do you prove that you love somebody?

Sam doesn't say it, but, you know. I kinda got a feeling.

Of all the foolish tomfoolery-- [The voice cuts off as the person speaking realizes the little device is transmitting.]

I demand to speak to whoever is responsible for this. "Acumen", was it? [hmph] I don't have the time to waste on this foolishly unfunny joke.

[ Have a video of Beagle with a handwritten sign propped up beside him that reads: "when someone is mad at you, what do you do?"

After about three or four seconds, Beagle licks the paper, yaaaaaaaaaawns, and then starts blinking sleepily ]



((ooc: dslkjdf I sorry to Li and Haunt, but C.C. doesn't want your boys to know something's up. because kldsjfl they might do something weird like be nice to her. ;; ))

Now it really shouldn't be bugging me like this, Axel, but I've really gotta know 'cause its been nagging at me a whole day now...

No show on my Karaoke party? How rude! I think I'm even a little hurt ! What, my idea of fun isn't good enough for you? I had 'Sexy Back' all ready and tracked up and everything!

...Namine had to fill in for you, even! And while she was a sweetheart, really kid, you were swell, it just wasn't the same! So what gives? Did some better entertainment come up and you rainchecked me?

Speaking of rain, I'll be heading out to enjoy it this afternoon, thanks. Anybody else feel like puddlestompin'? I think it would make a good professional sport. Much less stressful than that baseball, I mean...have you ever seriously thought about how much it would hurt to get hit by one of those balls? Or how much they expect of that poor batter up at the bottom of the ninth? Or how tense it must be to step up to the plate with nine guys leering at you, one of 'em right there behind your back? Geez, how do you sporty types handle all the pressure?

Yep. It's just good clean puddlestomping for me. And that's your daily deep thought from Demyx.

[Screened to Takashi Jun]

Takashi-san, do you still wish to meet today? I am no longer ill.

[Screened to Tieria Erde]

Tieria-san. The treatment was successful.

[Annoyed grunting can be heard, followed by grumbling as the video pans along a random, nondescript wall.] Worst night’s sleep I ever had.

[Some more inaudible but distinctly irritable murmuring, and then a face appears: out of focus, but viewers will see long red hair, half a white mask, and a smirk.]

...Now, it's not nice to take other people's things. Where is that idiot apprentice when he's needed?

Okay, um... I've got this on, right? Yeah. Okay.

So, um... like... is anyone out there? I um... I'm looking for Professor Charles Xavier. Um... like... if anyone knows him, I'd be totally appreciative for like ever, okay? So, um... if you know where he is, can you let me know?

Uh... Thanks! [nervous laugh]

[The house isn't finished yet but it should be fully completed by tomorrow. At least Sebastian took the liberty of completing the main living quarters and whatnot first - he's rather thankful for it. Not that he'll ever voice it. The grounds have yet to be completed as does the dining hall and guest rooms. His own room, however, is fully intact.

He's sleeping there now despite the fact it's later in the day, bundled up in blankets up to his face; but, his rest is uneasy. He's been ill and Sebastian is forcing him to rest a little more even though he denies needing it. It can't be helped since his well-being is top priority to the demon. ]

[While she might face her first Easter alone, she refused to let it pass without some semblance of tradition. (It was hard not to.) In the kitchen of the Shelter she chose to set herself up, perching on a high stool against the counter with several bowls of dye before her, some paints and a basket of hard boiled eggs. A few were already decorated, painted designs in pastel colors and left to dry.

It helped pass the time, and she was very welcome to company.]

[It's getting close to afternoon, and Acumen warned of a storm, but Miranda is in the park, currently up to her elbows in dirt and planting flowers. She's grateful that Acumen gave her already grown flowers... Who knows what kind of mistakes she would have made trying to grow them all herself.

Now she just has to plant them all and hope she doesn't kill them in the process. She'll spend as much time on it as she needs to to get it right. She was a gardener once! Well...a gardener's assistant...for two weeks. But experience is experience!

Anyone who comes by the section of the park nearest the memorial may notice her working. There's no sign or plaque anywhere stating what the garden she's making is for, but Miranda will put one up when she's finally finished.]

[(OOC: Edit) Euphie dropped off a souvenir of last night at the Defense Headquarters for Gino before returning to the shelter.

It's the appointed time and Euphie is waiting in the common room for Lyle. She has a tour to give her new friend.]

(OOC: Feel free to talk to Euphie before Lyle gets there or to intercept them as they tour Marina. If you want to contact Euphie via voice you can feel free to do that here too.)

Soooo there's a place a guy can train around here, right?

What about sparring a bit? Is that allowed?

[Assassin is standing rather quiet and still within the confines of the Sector 4 park, one hand loosely holding the handle of a blade much too long for any sensible swordsman. He's in no particular stance and it looks more like he's relaxing himself than anything else. It doesn't seem as if he's moving even an inch of his body, his eyes slowly shutting completely, before a butterfly flutters in front of him. His hand twitches and there's the most infinitesimal flicker of steel before the butterfly falls, its wings completely segmented into four pieces. Opening his eyes, he peers down at it with a twitch at his cheeks.]

...I'd prefer something much more mobile.

Does anybody know of some way I can get my zanpaktō back? I'd feel much better if I had it with me.

[Rukia has a troubled look on and she seems as if her mind is elsewhere even as she speaks. It's true she does feel extremely off without it near her just because of habit but more than that, the fact that Ichimaru was here made her worry a lot.]