I've been wondering for a bit, but did anyone actually compose a list of people that has gone missing? [she remembers hearing something about it from a somewhat familiar voice (Hermione)] I've been meaning to find out if a friend of mine has left the dome or not.

Please get back to me. Thank you.

Not that I think there are many here who would, but...

[Yuuki, just appearing on screen looks deadly serious for a moment. Dark brown eyes clear and intent, focusing on the screen with a well of passionate emotion behind them.]

Wasting food is the worst.

[Giving a sigh, a hand moves to rest on her slim hips, the other lifting up to her head in the appearance of tired exasperation.]

If something happened again where the dome was to shut down and the food supplies get cut off, that could turn into a real issue. [She lifts a lecturing hand.] Playing with the supply catered to a particular group's nutritional needs is even worse. [Probably Road doesn't care all that much (actually, the worry and chaos it causes is probably something she likes ...Damn it.). Anyway she can only imagine Kamui's irritation.]

Just try not to take it for granted.

[She exhales one last time.] Anyway... [Eyes softening, she gives a small hopeless smile that tugs the corner of her mouth. Anything too serious and she feels out of place.]

Out of curiosity, is there anyone who plays chess that wouldn't mind teaching me? I know how to play a little, _{er...mostly, anyway...} just not well. If so, I'd be grateful! I promise I'm a great student!

[Her hand lifts after flashing a bright smile and peace sign at the device, covering the screen after as she reaches forward to deactivate it before suddenly halting.]

AH! [Hands falling away she has an afterthought, only just remembering now!] I almost forgot. Suzaku-kun, can I speak with you?

Hey! Who out there wants to come on down to the club—[ slaps Sam's hand out of the way ]— and give Sam a lap dance, huh? It ain't a birthday without a—

[ the video shakes as Sam snatches it out of Dean's hand, ending abruptly in a disconnect. Well, guess you'll just have to come on down and wish the boy a happy birthday yourselves. Or convince Sam to give Dean back his communicator :| ]

((ooc: Event style. Threadjack, talk among yourselves, already be at the club... Whatever. Go for it!))

[Ready for a late(ish)-night broadcast, Marina? The feed switches on but the sound is somewhat muffled, like it's being recorded from a few feet away.] EHHH?! I-I can't be in jail! I still have school and-- and there's a tournament soon, and--

Who's gonna look after my dad...? A-and Conan-kun! Because-- I mean... [Ran's voice begins to fade from shock into anger.] E-even if I did those things it was only to protect them! And if the person they sent to replace me won't do that, then they're gonna get hurt! [The shock is completely gone now, and all that's left in Ran's tone is anger.] If they get hurt because of this...!

[Finally, Ran seems to notice the communicator laying her feet, because her voice suddenly starts coming from a lot closer... and is a lot louder as a result.] HEY! How do I talk to whoever's in charge here?!