[Winry's communicator voice channel has been left on since talking to Al last night, having been too drunk to think to turn it off. She did manage to take it off her head at least, so that it came to a rest next to her pillow for the rest of the night.

After several hours of the microphone transmitting sounds of ruffling sheets and more or less silence otherwise, the blonde wakes up sometime after the morning announcements, head pounding and a rather sick feeling in her stomach.

The microphone doesn't pick up what she says very loudly, but there's a noticeable moan of pain followed by three words:]

Ohhhhhhh, my head....

[Gino's spending the morning in the HQ with his communicator off, trying to get caught up after last night's disasters. So many injured -- with no real explanation yet -- no one taking the credit -- Acumen seemingly in denial -- and everyone is completely right to be uneasy about this. The monsters are gone now, but what if they return tonight?

[He's a little harried, and more than a little tired after a night handwaving helping, but he's also expecting visitors, so feel free to stop by.]

[To say that Ribbons and Hiling had a sleepless night was a gross understatement, as even in the comfort of their own home, they were haunted by their own demons. Ribbons did his utmost to at least calm Hiling so she could sleep, but it had become almost impossible with his own sins threatening to engulf him.

He could hear the monsters outside -- they may not have had the mind to step into their abode, but the overwhelming weight of his own undoing was more than enough to dispel any desire to sleep.

Ribbons felt he had to do something.

Ascertaining that the coast was clear, he made his way towards the Shelter, decisive in his brisk walking, and headed straight into the cell that once held him in his first day of arrival. He took a seat, closed his eyes and then turned on his Quantum Brainwave connection.

As he activated it, he immediately felt its adverse effects -- which started with dizziness -- as he swept his signal around the prison, sending pings almost randomly as it were⁽¹⁾. He was looking for something, anything, that would answer and explain the happenings that night. If it were just a monster attack, then what was it that invaded his mind and that of Hiling?

Perhaps there were things that Acumen were hiding from him.

But even if he fought stubbornly to keep the Brainwaves active; the prison's effects had rendered his efforts futile. And a few moments later, he fell unconscious.]

( OOC Notes )
 

Aren't we supposed to get a phone call or something? Though he probably wouldn't answer anyway. That's so stupid. Like I can win our battles for you if you leave me sitting in some weird jail.

Hey. Someone get Hideo and tell him Yuri-sama says to come get him out of here now.


[ooc: apologies in advance for slow tags, i'm at work right now, haha ;;]

[Jun had gone to the library to find those books he'd asked Acumen to add.

Unfortunately, because he'd gotten up early and then hadn't sleep much after he'd woken up in the middle of the night, his slogging through arcane tomes has now become napping on arcane tomes.

Someone may want to wake him up before his MP3 player runs out of batteries. Or just wonder how he can sleep with the volume up that high.]

[Miranda waits outside the clothing store, looking around as she wonders when Euphie will arrive. She's a little nervous about picking out a swimsuit especially if the only ones available are like what Euphie was wearing the day before. Hopefully she'll find something...less revealing.

And she really needs to get new gloves. The longer she goes without them, the more self-conscious she feels. Maybe she should wait for Euphie inside?]

{OOC: Miranda will be changing her wardrobe today. Anyone who wants to influence it, drop in!}

[A flack of light peeking through the curtains in her hospital room rests on Saya's face and she stirs, finally. She wakes to the image of an IV transfusing blood into her. What...?]

[Frantic, she clicks on her communicator!]

Hello -- anyone? Where am I? What happened?

I don't need to be in the hospital. I feel fine, really! [In fact, she feels fantastic. Not dizzy at all.]

[Sakamoto is humming one of the various drinking songs he knows, acting as if whatever happened last night was some horrible nightmare of his. Although there is a noticeable bruise on his cheek, he seems completely at peace and unaware of whatever pain he is in. His sunglasses are also cracked... As a result of what occurred last night.

And yet, the following morning, Sakamoto awoke to find that there was no underwear in his closet! Not like he was wearing any, but... After the damage that had been done last night, Sakamoto woke up in his room to find out that he was bruised, but decided to believe that everything that had happened was just a bad dream, in which he somehow fell on the floor and hurt himself, and sleep-climbed back into his bed for.

But, what Sakamoto is doing at the moment is washing his hands as he hums, until he catches sight of something and gingerly fishes that something (somethings?) out of the sink, sopping wet. It's his underwear! You can tell because there are spaceships and beer bottles printed all over.]

Ahahaha! There you are! That's funny! I didn't know that underwear went swimming! Or that I went swimming in the sink when I was drunk enough, ahaha!

[He sticks his head in the water collecting in the bottom of the sink, as the tap is still running... And there are bubbling noises as he speaks:]

Hmrph, Iph wonderf howf I fith in there! Must hafph beenth a wildph pharty last night, ahahaha!

[Translation: I wonder how I fit in there! Must have been a wild party last night! Anyone who catches him will catch him with his head still in the sink.]

((OOC Note: Thank you Ashura-mun for telling me that the post was unclear! He is in the big kitchen.))

[Ashton is wandering the dome; both without aim, yet with a purpose. It's really hard to find his way without his communicator to map things out for him, and even doubly so with his mind going in every which direction. He doesn't know whether he should feel angry, sad, or even tired.

He really tried hard the past few days to recover, both mentally and physically, from what had happened. There wasn't enough time -- there would never be enough time -- to be able to witness that.]

(( OOC: All-day post, since he won't really rest until someone stops him, and he won't have a communicator. Which means since no one's from Expel, Ashton will not be able to understand anyone. orz

Places he will for sure visit: Sector 4 park, butterfly pavilion, the beach -- where his attack happened -- and Sector 5 near his apartment. Pity party? Confusion? Encouragement? All is welcome~))

Edward, Alphonse? Are you two okay?