[Well, Christmas certainly was interesting, what with the dancing and the kissing and the gifts - was he supposed to get gifts in return? He's not too worried about it, either way.

But now things have gotten relatively quiet, and the bloom's off the rose as far as this place goes - yes, Kaworu is bored. So he's made his way to the arcade, since Lilim seem to find some enjoyment in these video game things. At the moment, he's playing something called Deadly Battle, pretty much mashing buttons and watching the ice ninja beat the crap out of the yellow ninja. It's not exactly entertaining, but it is diverting.

Come bother him?]

[The club's entirely empty, save for a single booth occupied by three. It's darkened but lively, a somewhat lighthearted atmosphere despite the day's earlier goings on.

The alcohol helps.]

--and that's how, [Saki pauses for a second, quietly refilling a wine glass and sliding it over to Lavi,] that's how we managed to convince the police not to arrest us.

Okay, I shared. Who's next? [Isn't that what we agreed on? The wine certainly thinks so.]

After the dinner party, Lyle invited Setsuna to come over to his house the next day to hang out or such. And after having to hear that Lyle has his very own haro, Setsuna wondered if it was okay for him to take Neil's Haro with him. It's always nicer with more friendly company, right? He's curious to meet the other haros, too. They were even better to interact with if there were more than one.

Neil didn't seem to oppose the idea of Setsuna's little haro day. So, Setsuna received permission and the next day came... At the moment, Setsuna was just walking down the street to head to Lyle's house. He held Haro inside of his arms as they went together.

Ring, ring! There goes the doorbell of the residence. Setsuna hoped that he didn't come too early or otherwise.


[ Closed to Lyle, Haro (Neil's), and Frederick. Anew and Tieria will probably appear later, depending on how the post goes. ]

Mage. [ pauuse ] Fai. I want to talk to you.




((ooc: I know he is looking for Fai but anyone is welcome to bother him.))

Saya, are you home? [ She knocked on the other girls' door, clutching the old book to her chest. Joel's Diary. A record of supposed facts and stories regarding Saya -- not, not just Saya, but her whole race; her kind. It was hard enough to swallow at the outset, but now that she had finished it? It seemed all too much like fiction. She had been pouring over it all night and all day without any sleep, only naps, and she was groggy, poorly-groomed, and still dressed in her colorful flower-print pajamas when she knocks again. ] I... I'm done with the book.