This is a strange and unseemly turn of events. To be chained like this. [a sigh] It certainly will make things difficult.

[There’s a silence for a few minutes after that, Sebastian has spotted the welcome basket and brochure and is making sure to read it thoroughly. If he’s going to be put in an Asylum, he'd like to know everything he can about it.

The video flickers on to reveal a handsome, well dressed man, smiling at those who are watching. He probably looks familiar to some people, having been here before, although he won’t remember his previous stay at the prison.]

I must thank whoever put together this welcome basket, knowing this will certainly make things easier.

[He glances behind him slightly, turning only his eyes away from the camera. He’s no longer smiling, and there’s actually a somewhat annoyed expression on his face.]

I must inquire the whereabouts of the young Master. The building behind me is an exact replica of our home in London, and this, among other reasons, has led me to believe he is here.

[Rei's voice sounds very flustered and decidedly exhausted when she finally contacts Tieria about their meeting today.]

Tieria-san. I am sorry I did not contact you sooner, but - there was something else that demanded my time. Would you still like to meet today?

[He doesn’t notice the change in scenery quite yet, his vision is blurred and it’s somewhat of a struggle for him to fully open his eyes, but he manages it.]

Brother…?

[As his vision clears up he looks around, trying to figure out where he is and how he got there. If you look hard enough you might notice a slightly panicked expression on his face, but it’s hidden well and only really noticeable to those that are looking for it.]

Where is this place?

[Finally noticing the welcome basket and the brochure, he reads over the information, taking note of the communicator on his head as he reads about it. He also takes note about the section on taking people from different timelines, which explains how he’s here and not dead from overuse of his Geass, and the names of the ones who wrote it.

[He stands quickly, grimacing at the ball and chain attached to his leg making moving around slightly more difficult. He’s quick to figure out exactly how to work the communicator and wastes no time in turning on the video feed. His expression is unreadable, but he makes sure that it’s not so devoid of emotion that it should allow the other inmates to distrust him.]

Ah, hello, Marina. Could anybody tell me how to get in contact with Acumen? I’d like to speak with it about this chain attached to my leg. [Refrains from mentioning Lelouch. If he wants to speak with Rolo he'll do so on his own.]

[Klaus opens his eyes to find a message scrolling in front of his eyes. For a moment he's confused, and then he realizes what it is.]

What do you mean I'm in an asylum?

[He looks down at himself to see he's in restraints, and he's not happy. At the same time he sees a brochure nearby and slowly goes to retrieve it; reviewing it breifly.]

I suppose that this means the A-LAWS aren't behind this.

[He flicks on the video feed, and he looks demanding.]

This is Klaus Grado, I...er, what's going on?

[ there's the sound of laughter -- horribly amused, verging on evil. it soon fades off, though the hint of mirth doesn't leave the owner's voice. ]

So, someone finally grew a backbone and decided to do something about me, huh? Not exactly the type of place I thought I'd wind up. This is like some sort of five star... What'd'ya call them... Resort compared to where I should be.

I mean, a welcoming basket? Really? How fucking cheesy can you get? You "welcoming committee" members should focus less on prissy troll Martha Stewart shit and more on rotting for the crimes you've undoubtedly bestowed upon your world.

I don't even know why I'm bothering with this. No doubt you're all a horrible waste of time and my precious life.

Prison! [ back to the laughter, before it cuts off. ]

I-- [a gasp, startled, and then a husky murmur] I cannot -- hear...

I am deaf.

[spoken in a quiet, mourning voice, and then there are just a few, quiet breaths. it is finally -- finally over. there is nothing left of the Wood in her. and it hurts so much more than she'd thought it would.]

[finally, after a long pause, she turns the video on: a beautiful woman with coffee-colored skin and white hair curling about her face. her ears may not be visible just yet, but her features are not quite human.]

[now her voice is collected and flat] Who has chained me? I do not care for it.

[for someone who claims to be deaf, she certainly seems to expect answers]

What is this-- [There's a pause and some shuffling before the speaker continues.] This has to be a joke. Is there anyone else in this prison that can hear me? [The world 'prison' is spoken with an odd emphasis on it, as if Kamui isn't quite sure that's the right word to be using. Quite frankly he doesn't think there are any right words to use in this messed up, confusing situation. He's feeling anxious and uneasy -- he should be home, not here in this strange place with a strange entity telling him he's been sentenced here for the rest of his life. He decides against mentioning any of the other indignities that have been inflicted upon him since arriving. Being here is bad enough.]

Listen, if anyone here can hear me, I need to ask some questions. [Kamui's tone shifts towards slightly authoritative and maybe even a touch bossy.] Even if you can only tell me where I need to go to get them answered, it's a lot better than nothing.

I-- [But for some reason Kamui cuts himself off. There's another few moments of silence before he finally gives up and switches off the communicator.]

( and then she saw him on the floor )

[There's a clear note of panic in Sakura's voice.] Somebody - Someone help!


((ooc: Itachi is sick and collapsed and bleeding everywhere and Sakura is rightfully so freaking out. Anything goes so long as Itachi is not getting healed! If you'd like to have your character come on over you're welcome to, just remember no healing or attempts at curing or hauling to the hospital for Itachi will protest!))