Good morning, inmates. It is the 116th day of the third generation. Today will be sunny with some clouds.

It seems the lantern display went well last night. I am pleased so many of you enjoyed it.

Having given the matter due consideration, I have decided to amend the penalty for a second violation of the ban on unlicensed sexual relations. The physical barrier will still be permanent. However, as of today, the penalty will become subject to the inmate's conduct after a period of time to be determined by this system. The inmate's behavior and temperament will be evaluated to determine whether or not the barrier may allow day-to-day physical contact. Penalized inmates' vital signs will still be monitored, and the restoration of privileges can be revoked at the system's discretion.

Inmate Kohran Li, the item you requested is available by the entrance to Sector 0.

[It's in the morning when Ryoji's memories widen, the inrushing causing his hands to go numb and his posture to crumple.]

--ten years ago... [his voice caught between shock and crippling despair, words taut with it.]


( voice; filtered to Mitsuru. )


((OOC: Ryoji's been canon updated to December 2nd, thus making him post-reveal for those who are familiar with Persona 3.))

Well, my fellow residents, it seems we may have something of a dangerous situation on our hands!

Assuming I'm not making an incorrect assumption, that is.

[There's a very brief pause.] So let's sort this out, hm? When we're... incarcerated, things such a weapons are generally confiscated, correct? Some of those who've earned a position on the Defense Force, however, are permitted to carry them.

Please, do correct me if I'm wrong. [Though he's nearly positive that he isn't; based on what he's seen and his own experience. Carrying only a small switchblade which is now gone... it made sense to him.]

Does storing a weapon in one's own body make them exempt from standard practice?

[A half-hearted, unamused chuckle.] That's a dangerous way of handling things. Interesting, I suppose, though it does seem to defeat the purpose.


Well, unless I've missed some pertinent information, of course. Really, that's all I was curious about, so I think I'll be on my way for the time being.

[Buffy can be found down by the beach this morning. She's dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a white tank. Her feet are bare and she's stretching, going through the motions of tai chi]

Someone mentioned to me that they'd like to learn tai chi. I'm down by the beach and willing to teach this morning. You don't need to have any experience and it's not just for calm, quiet, mediative people. After all, I do it.

[Sam walks alongside his brother as they pass by an unsuspecting, unoccupied house. Everything is casual here. And once they're sure no one is watching they head inside to check on their stash. It's kind of remarkable how many things have already been found. They may need better hiding places. The taller younger brother heads over to the floorboard they hid the salt and shivs and other materials under and works it up, careful not to leave noticeable marks.]

It's still here at least.


(OOC: This is the post where Anissina's potion will be released even though the dreams themselves won't start until Friday!)

[It wasn't every night Kaito got injured, so waking up after (almost) forgetting what happened until he buried his head into his pillow made him yell out a few curses until-- oops. Sloooooowly looks over to check on Gazelle's current state.]




((OOC: chronology in this post is all whack! just sayin'.))

[Hiling gets up early at the usual time, but instead of relaxing around the house, she heads straight to the Defense Force Headquarters. Barely acknowledging anyone else that might be there, she walks right up to Suzaku's desk with a smile. Though she would rather forgo the pleasantries, she decides it would make a better impression to be polite.]

Good morning. How are you?

[Voice]

If anyone is looking for Harry Potter, he's gone.

[/Voice]

[Action]

[He had been woken up by the robots coming in to clear out Harry's things. He had been stupid to think that he could have a 'normal' life here. Frustrated, Otoha grabbed his sword and headed to the dojo to practice. He needs to stop thinking, needs to break things and cut things and destroy something.]

[He unsheathes his sword, taking a moment to calm himself as much as he can before slicing into the first dummy.]

[[ooc; The voice part is open, and the action part is closed. \o/]]