You all have favorites, don't you? Y'knoooow~

...Favorite color? Place? Time of day? Letter? Number? Person? Article of clothing? Word? I dunno--Element? Phrase? T.V. show? Animal? [All said fairly fast because SOMEONE'S happy today, but you should be able to catch at least some of it.]

And you gotta tell me why. I'll even give my answers to even up the playing field.



...Oh, yeah. Roxas, Xion--S-some other people I know. It's not crummy outside, right? We should hang out.

[It's a poetry reading session with Envy! Obviously the words are read off rather dramatically before any commentary is brought up!]

"I died so many years ago. You can make me feel Like it isn't so. And why you come to be with me. I think I finally know."

Isn't that just touching? Who knew that someone could be such a sap on the inside.

[The sound of a page flipping and then Envy cackling.]

"My heart expands, 'tis grown a bulge in it. Inspired by your beauty... Effulgent."

Seriously? Who could even write this crap? Sounds like someone in love. Augh. Love... It's so sickening.

[Flipping a few more pages~]

"With nothing but my heart at stake, I ferry forth without a break. To seek my love most undeserved -"

[Forget it. Envy's lost in a fit of laughter.]

Someone needs a life! Ha ha ha ha ha! There's a more, if anyone cares.~

[You can kind of hear some sniffling, but people should know what happened to Ciel. After talking with Acumen, she was sitting in the park, holding Mareep in her arms. She tries her hardest not to cry, but she can't help to make a few sniffs and such. She wiped her eyes before turning her communicator on. Yesterday, she was all cheerful. Now, she sounds a little upset. What a strange mood shift.]

Um.....Everyone? I just want to say that Ciel isn't in Marina anymore. I'll still be staying in our estate though with the maid, Maylene. I think Sebastian is gone too, since he never leaves Ciel's side.

Also, I'll be teaching the Orientation class at the school for the newcomers. Anyone can come if they want to know things they don't know about yet, even if i'm still learning some things.

[Naoya flicks on the video, sitting in the park, with his eyes closed. He opens them after a moment, and stares straight into the camera.]

... Tell me, Marina. Warden's opinion aside... is it better to go along with rules, or demand a reason for them? And is it better to do what is expected, or what makes logical sense?

[He looks thoughtful, and then switches off the video.]

[[ooc; Naoya's open for action if anyone would like. ... Also there may be random lapses in tagging. /shakes Turkish internet and also muse that wouldn't leave me alone]]

[Maylene isn't sure how she ended up in sector 4, but of all the things she's seen as she's wandered around the prison, this is probably her favorite. After spending all of yesterday and today worrying about what's going to happen to her while she's here and this seems like a nice relaxing place to be. At the moment, she's in the butterfly pavillion admiring all of them, completely distracted from anything else around her. Anybody care to bother her?]

Good morning, everyone! [Elizabeth appears on the screen, dressed in something new and holding an open parasol. Obvious, she is walking right now, must had left the mansion some minutes after the morning announcement. Right now, she just arrived in Sector Four, still moving.]

It's a good thing that the problem with everybody becoming tired is solved. Hope everyone gets well soon.

Oh, Ciel! If you need me, i'll be in Sector Two, okay? There is something I want to get, and it won't be a kitty, I promise!

[ooc: Obtaining Pet log for those hanging around or on the way to Sector Two? She is going to bring home a special kind of sheep 8D]

What do you do when you know someone you care about is making a mistake?

It feels so much better to be rid of those awful shackles. How many other people had to endure that for three days?

No time to celebrate. There is work to be done.

[Screened to Grell Sutcliff]
Good morning, Grell. Put on your best face because we'll be seeing each other today. Where do you wish to conduct the meeting?

[Screened to Charles Chrishunds]
Unhindered, now would be ideal to get together so we could have a private conversation regarding specific issues.

It is a mystery to me how those ranging from dangerous to delicate can possibly be grouped into a common area of containment. If safety and protection is indeed the primary concern, the reason behind our presence here, then why is it that potential harm is a possible constant threat?

[Screened to Grell]

My dear, I have stumbled across a portion of a monologue you must hear. I do believe I see a nearly identical reflection in the plight expressed by this Richard character.

Why I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to see my shadow in the sun
And descant on mine own deformity.
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determinèd to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.

Shakespeare is not a name I was familiar with but am quickly growing to be fond of. Do you recognize?

My, never thought I'd be able to visit Marina once again!

I don't know how much time has passed since the last time I was here, so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Momiji Sohma and I'm pleased to meet you all... again! [Bows then waves~]

Also, I noticed Sentience-san is not here anymore... Has she been gone for too long? [Marina without Sentience... that feels odd. Oh well, maybe Acumen-san is just as nice as Sentience-san was.]

[Filtered to Elizabeth Middleford]

Lizzie, there's someone I want you to meet, he has a new type of doll for you. His name is Lelouch -- feel free to contact him about it. I've arranged for him to meet you.

[Filtered to Grell.]

It's done, Grell. Sebastian will meet you in the park in Sector Four.

[of course he's got everything lined up and waiting. He'll be there himself, enjoying his late afternoon tea, he has the best sort of surprise for Grell, afterall. He wouldn't want to miss it for the world.]

I probably...should have said earlier in the day. [But it hurt too much, especially when the news is too fresh. It still...is too fresh. There are a couple of individuals who already know, too. If people are expecting him, she needs to let them know. So she tries to remove emotion from her voice, and speak in a manner simply meant to inform everyone and detached from what she is already feeling regarding the matter.]

Kaname Kuran is no longer within Marina Asylum.

[It's painful, so she wants to keep it as short as possible. Anyone who knows her, and her relationship will already be aware of what that likely means and feels like for her.]

[You can tell by the tone of his voice that this Death God is less than pleased. The poor thing, he hasn't seen his love in quite some time and this is obviously Ciel Phantomhive's doing... or so he thinks. Oh, and he's not entirely sure how to make things private, so this is completely open to anybody who hears/sees it.]

Phantomhive!!

Ciel Phantomhive, I demand to talk to you this instant!!! What you are doing is absolutely terrible! Unthinkable! You're a nasty little brat who deserves to be punished for his actions! It's a shame your parents weren't around long enough to properly discipline you! [nasty laugh] But, if your Aunt's actions are any indication, bad behavior runs in your family!

[Though he’s incredibly peeved, having it all and then subjected to this treatment, this mage will remain relatively calm despite the circumstances. Whoever is behind this will pay dearly. In order to exact revenge appropriately, it would be best to assess the situation. This is the only thing that compels him to speak amongst you commoners. Yes. Commoners.]

While I feel that a mistake has been made, given the circumstances this claim has probably been repeated by those who have preceded me. Do tell, for those of you who are able, what is to be expected now that I am here? And who are all of you?

[ooc: Don’t be fooled by his softly spoken words. Or do, it’s up to you. Know that he lies, lies, lies.]

....

[quietly]

What do you fight for?

[ambiguous Anya is ambiguous? she's just curious, really]

[In his brief fit of rage, he manages to turn on his communicator.]


[Furious, Grell slams his high-heeled foot against the wall, his fists clenched tightly. How could he possibly be put in such conditions??! William truly had no regard for him! At all! This was outrageous!! Just for-- for what, doing his job~?? Sure, Grell illegally modified his Scythe, but that was a minor offense! Nothing to warrant it be taken away and some... some hideous chain being put around his ankle!!!]

William T. Spears, you will pay for sending me here!!! I did nothing to warrant being sent away!

[He takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself]

And, to make it worse, you take away my Scythe, put me in th-these hideous shackles, and force me to wear this monstrosity of a hat??! I can't possibly wear this! It does nothing for my hair... NOTHING!!!

[A sigh, and then a clinking of chains.]

How unseemly. For a servant of the Phantomhive family to be shackled like this-- it speaks of an indignity even a humble butler cannot bear.

[He makes a small, neutral sound in his throat.]

I've been taken to an asylum-- and yet there are no wards around at the moment. Security is certainly lacking for a building full of dangerous criminals.

[He pauses.]

Pardon me, I forgot others can hear this as well-- what a queer communication device this is, that it can do such things. Good day to you all, my name is Sebastian Michaelis. I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive's butler back in London.

Speaking of the Young Master, I know that you are here as well. Will you please reply and tell me of your current status, my lord?

[Lavi's out taking a stroll around the neighborhood. He's made plans with Go-fer to get ramen but for now, he'll take his sweet time. His condition? Eh, okay. There's still a small hint of a limp but other than that, Lavi's feeling like his usual self.]

[Go ahead and jump run into him! He needs more in-person interaction.]

Who wants to go on a hospital bed ride~? Get your scalpels.

[ The image on screen shudders on. It's a shaky image -- tilting, turning, catching flashes of the ground, a ball and a chain, before being partially obscured by a black gloved finger. A moment later, the screen turns again and a white animal mask -- a wolf or a hound or a dog of some kind -- with red markings and slits for eyes fills the screen, haphazard silver hair sticking up every which way behind it. ]

Hmm...

[ The quiet hum gives away that he's male, young -- possibly in his late teens or early twenties. Though there's no way to determine his features, by the set of his shoulders, it appears that he's strangely relaxed and calm, given the circumstances. ]