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22 May 2012 at 09:14 am
[Oz has a date, kind of, not really, but yeah, maybe, a friend date. Rogue and he are meeting at the beach. He hasn't run into anyone yet today so he has no idea that he has no wall between what goes through his mind and what comes out of his mouth today. But once he does figure that out, it should be interesting. So with his hands in his pockets, he's walking toward the beach with his eyes intently on the ground as he walks. Anyone is free to run into him between here and there or between there and here.

And once he gets there, he hopes to find Rogue. Friendly faces are good to spend time with.
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22 May 2012 at 01:22 pm
[These things always happen on sword class days, why is that?]

[Cain feels like he should question it, maybe even cancel class and stay inside with Felicia, but ultimately he decides to just carry on in the face of it all, because... why not? Whatever Sentience was talking about is really not that big a deal.]

[So, class will be happening today, and he's at the training hall at his usual time, instructing students and ready to watch them wail on each other with sticks--ready to intervene if they happen to get too enthusiastic. Otherwise, he can also be found coming and going, or stopping at the ramen stand for a meal after class.]
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22 May 2012 at 08:43 pm
D
[It's nearing the middle of the day, and D looks anything but well. He's been fighting it for hours, now, but with the hour putting greater stress on his body with its vampire heritage, he's finding his strength to resist strained. He's moving away from public areas, seeking an isolated hideaway shrouded in darkness. His long black coat is pulled tightly around him, the broad brim of his hat pulled down to conceal his features in shadow. He'd just as soon no one witness the growing crimson glow in his eyes or the lengthening canines as his father's blood begins to overwhelm his mother's kinder instincts.]

[ooc: D will probably not be feeding on anyone, because he has enormous self-control, and if approached by a member of the Defense Force, may propose that they lock him up until he's got a better handle on his bloodlust, since he's thinking of doing that on his own anyway.]
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22 May 2012 at 09:39 pm
[Haine is making an attempt to reach out to Naoto and warn her of his current condition. She's the only one he can turn to, and hopefully she gets his message. He can't recall if she has her sword or not, but she will need it.]

Somethi--[His voice is extremely strained as he tries to fight through an excruciating headache. But he can't, he just can't do this...]

The Dog... is... loose [The feed dies with a snarl and a clatter as he throws the headset off.]

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OOC info under cut!! )
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22 May 2012 at 10:25 pm
Helix Wamtani
Aidan you stupid fuck. I can't believe you ran out on me... [He sounds indignant at best but, SIIIGH oh well. Guess Helix is confident his boyfriend will come back in one piece.]

You couldn't wait till I was out of the shower? Get your ass back here already, I got something I wanted to say. [Though... something occurs to him and he goes with it.]

Helix pours his guts out... )
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22 May 2012 at 10:35 pm
Diva
[ Diva stretched, one arm above her head as she stared at the bay window across from her bed with a speculative look in her eye, as she hummed a question. ]

Is it nice out there? It's so stuffy in here...

[ It only took a second for Diva to ease across the floor, fingers trailing along the back of a white wicker chair before they tightened. In an explosion of movement, she turned, hurling the chair straight for the window, eyes flashing blue as she let go and laughing, laughing as the glass shattered into a hundred pieces and more, falling... ]

Ah, that's better. [ and she leaned forward, suddenly there by the window in a lurch of movement too fast for the eye to see. All that's left before the feed ends is the sight of red blood dripping from the glass, Diva's hand sliding along a sharp, ragged edge.

So bright, so sweet... She almost had a hunger for it. ]

[ restless, needy, Diva won't stay long in her broken rooms. She'll travel, finding refuge in the pavilion she'd long since claimed her own. Stumble upon her at your own risk. She may, or may not, treat you kindly... ]


((ooc: Nothing major will happen to your character without OOC permission first. She's just as likely to walk away as she is to do lasting, major harm.
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22 May 2012 at 11:52 pm
Richie "Gear" Foley
[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]


{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}