[It starts with one light at first, lifting itself from a roof nearest the beach--a solitary lantern glowing and drifting away on the light breeze. From one come many, several burning glows bursting to life and rising up above the trees and the buildings, lanterns of all shapes and sizes floating along like a river of lights. They bob and weave around each other, lightly bumping to change their directions, similar to stars high up near the apex of the dome, the waters below sparkling from the glow.

At the beach there are several tables where inmates may receive a lantern of their own to light and send on its way into the sky, joining the others as they burn through the night.]

[The lanterns are all around the dome, but they will eventually make their way to floating above the waters at the beach. Feel free to see them just about anywhere outdoors! If you want the full effect, check out the full scene from Tangled.]

[Setting up the field with cones, net of a couple of soccer balls to the side, Ken is just in the middle of his usual routine in doing some self-drills. Though since attending Neil's soccer class, he's been hankering to have others play too, and thus he recalled two people he needed to call...]

[Voice/Private]
Hey, Roxas! Vagabond! Uh... sorry for the short notice but, if you guys aren't busy today, care to join me for some soccer? Can't promise an all-out game but I can teach you basics.



(( OOC: Anyone is free to come over and play with Ken (or talk to him about your feelings too, he's a good listener |Db I think! Also pardon the lack of details as mun is nowhere as good as her muse when it comes to soccer. '''orz ))

[feed turns on to reveal Minako. She appears to be cheerful enough, though something seems just a little off...]

Hey there, Marina. This is Minako again.

Has anyone lost track of a friend recently? I'll be compiling a list of people who have disappeared from the dome soon. It will be posted up in the common area of the Shelter, and I'll keep it updated once every two days once I finish up with the first list.

Please, just drop me a message with the name of your missing friend, and the last time you've seen him or her. Thank you.

[with that, the feed seems to have ended-- at least, for the majority of the viewers of this post.]

( Filtered to S.E.E.S. members and Ryoji )

[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?!

How frustrating. I must have terrible luck after all ...

[which is to say hello, marina. this small, blond boy looks rather... well, confused, given the circumstances. he's kneeling beside the koi pond on sector 4, idly munching on some cookies he got from the welcome basket while... watching the fish. still, even that doesn't seem to be helping his mood.]

Aaah, I didn't think this would happen when I woke up this morning. And with such ridiculous crimes... [though, to be honest, they made him pause a bit... and had some degree of honesty. but he's not going to admit this in public at all.]

[a pause, as oz finishes off one of the cookies, wiping the crumbs off his mouth with his thumb. a small sigh. well, seems like he's composing himself slightly.]

If I may ask a question... Has anyone happened to see a man named Gilbert? He has hair like this [here oz makes a wavy gesture on both sides of his head with his hands] and a face like so--[and here he makes a sullen, rather frustrated looking expression.] He might possibly be accompanied by a small, energetic girl named Alice. They're most likely arguing, somehow. [no, really. he pauses, putting a hand to his head. he wouldn't want them to be here at all, but he had to make sure. he becomes a bit more serious, then.]

... You have my thanks. For the welcoming basket, as well.

[  He doesn't even have a lesson plan for today. After his announcement, he's just running the field as a warm-up, not caring how absolutely drenched the grass is from the past two days of rain. Neil has too much on his mind, and it's keeping him from thoroughly enjoying the afternoon. Not even this morning's rainbow gave him much in the way of cheer, though he did wonder why Acumen was suddenly being more ... cheerful?

--not that he won't put on a casual smile for whoever actually shows up to the field. Oh no, he's not going turn away what few prospective players he can get, just because he's in a foul mood. ]

(ooc: First football practice of the new spring! Action tags welcome at any point before, during, or after class. Please assume he made a simple announcement before this, too! This post also serves as a good place to make any unrelated calls if you want to. He'll be at the Sector 6 field from 2-3PM, and then head on his way home to Sector 4 to shower off after.

ETA: Also, class style post, so feel free to mingle, tag each other, threadjack, etc!)

[ Unlike some of the other newcomers, he isn't having a lot of trouble understanding his predicament. While he doesn't absolutely accept it yet, the facts and the evidence are beginning to accumulate. It isn't hard for him to stomach the thought that someone has considered him a criminal and incarcerated him for it. After all, people have been telling him for years that he's a psychopath (wrong: he is a high-functioning sociopath) and that he's one crime scene away from going on a mass-murdering spree of his own. Really, it's about time. With his brother, Mycroft, functioning more or less as the British government itself and his undeniable contribution to Scotland Yard's successful case-solving, he was nigh untouchable by normal policing. Fitting, then, that he should have to be abducted by another world to be imprisoned.

But this isn't like any prison he's ever seen or heard of before. He's woken up in a flat and there's no ball and chain. There is a bed and basic amenities. He checks everything -scanner too- to be sure before settling back to read his pamphlet again. The welcome basket is reviewed and a small, potential psychological sketch is done on those who provided it before it is cast to the wayside.

Things seem pretty solid. He doesn't believe he's mad, but he hasn't yet written it out of the realm of possibility.

The door is unlocked.

Outside, there is a rainbow.

Definitely not his construction, then. This is most probably real. And most definitely not like any prison he's ever seen.

This may be Hell. He never really bought into the conventional standard of a lake of fire.

Well, might as well go and investigate. After doing a quick inventory -phone, magnifier, and gloves are all he has left of home- and inserting the welcoming pamphlet into his trouser pocket, he's off. ]

[[ OOC: Sherlock can be in any district! He is exploring and taking samples. You might see him striding down the street or catch him picking at the soil/concrete. He may have peeked into a building where you were hanging out, but he's promptly gone again. If he passes you on the street, he isn't likely to say anything to you. He doesn't seem interested in people unless they approach him. Or are very, very obviously different. Then he might have to stare at you a little.

Let's have some fun! ]]

[Hokuto rests her chin in her hands as she stares out the window at the rain that has continued to fall throughout the day. There was a bit fabric around her, though the outfit that she's working on itself hasn't completely come together just yet in the next day or two she should have it done for both her and Subaru.

Still she looks rather bored, as if wanting to go out and do something a bit more lively.]

I know that they said it was raining to clean up from the festival, but does it really have to go on all day? Besides where are they getting all of the water if it's not salt water and we're under the ocean, there's no way they could desalinate that much water.

Days like this are when it would have been best to find a Karaoke bar or something and just say there until you absolutely had to go home. I don't suppose anyone would know if there's one here, or if there's anything else to do?

[Instead of joining in the Holi festivities, Euphie has gone off by herself to look at the playground she had petitioned for before her apparent departure. She still hadn't actually seen it, but it was lovely. Just like she pictured really. Swings, jungle gyms, and slides. It was the perfect place for children for for adults who wanted to be a little silly.

But as she sat on one of the swings and just swayed a little rather than really swinging she looked thoughtful instead of playful.]


( OOC )

Good news, everyone! It's time for the first baseball practice of the season!

I hope that wasn't too loud.

Anyway, I, um, kind of misplaced the roster, but if you played before or if you want to play you should just come to the baseball field and we'll get started. Even if you've never played before...or heard of it. [Which breaks his heart by the way.]

Really, everyone. Yes, even you, Josh. Wherever you've been hiding. [Yuuri doesn't realize he's gone yet since it isn't that uncommon for him to disappear for a few days, but he has noticed that maybe he's been kind of...missing him. Maybe a lot. And maybe he's not the only one he misses.] You too, Midori. You're the manager. I don't know if I mentioned that before. I probably should have asked Suzaku if today was good for him too...

Huh? What is all that supposed to mean? [Says this panicked and confused girl after reading the greeting and trying to pull the communicator off, unaware of having turned it on by mistake instead.]

I didn't... do anything. Not anything at all.

[She half pouts to herself, before seeming to notice something. Down, down her eyes stray to something and widen. Some of you may understand this look; it's that one a person gets when something important is missing. Within seconds she goes changes from shocked to extremely upset. The shithead who took her Regalia from her was going to made to give it back, she swore.]

[Seething, she looks back up, direct line of sight on to the communicator.]

Give it back.

[OOC: As implied by the subject line, action tags are welcomed (right off the bat or half way through) but at the risk off a bigger misunderstanding happening. And this, being a late intro and all, is obviously backdated to an earlier point of time for the 109th day.]

[ It's been quite some time since the last time he took his little bearbee for a walk and since Wolfram is bored and today's weather is pleasant enough, a walk with the pet is due.

The blond prince walks and walks, occasionally laughing and smiling at the bearbee that flies above his head and after some moments, he sits down on a bench nearby. After a few clicks of the communicator he enables the video feed. ] ... What do you do when you're bored? [ Josak is gone and his life has become even quieter than before. Wolfram isn't curious or interested in the life of others, but he is running out of things to do to keep himself entertained when he is on his own. ]

[Mami couldn't avoid the 'bots for long, and it was inevitable that they would round her up for this 'chain gang' she had both read and heard about. Unsurprisingly, she went willingly, and the feed opens up on her sitting on a table during one of her 'enrichment activities,' holding a small, white, folded paper crane in the palm of her hand]

It's inevitable that we all pay for our sins. No one is lucky enough to escape final judgement. For most of us, it just happened far sooner than we might have expected. Perhaps in some cases, too soon...

[She pokes her crane and smiles, but it's a sad one]

I can only hope the majority of you come here with no regrets. I believe that would be a far worse punishment than anything this Acumen could think up.

-- oh my, do pardon my musings. My name is Mami Tomoe. I'm new here, like so many others, and I... do look forward to meeting you all.

Good morning boys and girls! We do hope you've slept well! [because they haven't slept at all.] We have a proposition for you, hmm? [Have a large, eerily grinning face in your video, Marina!]

How many of you more rambunctious sorts would be interested in a fight club? An all out brawl between yourself and another! Everyone gets a turn! The only rules are no disabling injuries, and when someone surrenders, you back off!

We're still working out the kinks, but for now, we'd like to just gather a headcount! Don't all pipe up at once! There'll be plenty of action for everyone! [they laugh]

[The confusion is written all over the young man’s face as he reads the message flickering across the screen. Is it magic? It must be... A quick scan of the area tells him that the Sages and the princess are nowhere to be found. The last thing he can remember is Ganon being sealed away, and at last, it all being over...]

...Zelda? ...Navi?

[The silence is a little bitter, and the battered Hero takes a seat with a weary sort of sigh. He’s tired, and he doesn’t know what to think... but so long as everyone is safe, he can take a moment to breathe. Whatever comes next, he’ll handle it. He doesn’t realize that he’s somehow managed to turn the video on, and anyone looking will see he’s bruised and beaten.]

[It doesn’t take him terribly long to notice the basket, and he reaches out to pull it closer before he notices the chain around his ankle. He pauses like that for a moment, fingers outstretched apprehensively.]

[Have a confused derp!hero]

[Kitty checked the mirror one last time, then headed for the Shelter. As promised, she was having her DATE with Ken. Wooow... She wasn't sure if anything from Milly's plot with the cross-dressing and the chocolates would work, but she'd gotten one thing from it! She was excited, giddy, and nervous all at the same time.

It helped that Ken was pretty darn cute!

Dressed much more like herself this time, she approached, looking around to see if he was there. They still had a couple hours before 'sunset'.]

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Peregrine Mendicant: a letter from John Egbert.
  
• Nunnally: a letter from Alma.
  
• Miles Edgeworth: a letter from Jennifer.
  
• Lenalee: a letter from Nakama.
  
• Ken: a letter from Nakama.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• To ( Click to read! ): packages from Subaru Sumeragi.
  
• To Lots of People (see Neil's comment): birthday party invitations from Neil Dylandy.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Wayward Vagabond: a package from Josak.
  
• Euphemia: flowers from Ken.

[Such a busy day in the world of mail. PM, of course, loves and prefers it this way. Since the load is a tad heavy for PM to do on her own in a timely fashion, Nakama has come to help. Either one of them can be found going all about the dome like busy little mail bees.]

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[Deep, steadying breath.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Euphemia li Britannia for those of you I haven't met. [It feels like she needs another one of those deep, steadying breaths now, but she charges onward with nothing but sincerity and concern in her voice.]

I wanted to apologize to all of you for the horrible, unspeakable things I've said and done since I returned. I just want you to know I don't wish anyone harm, and I don't think any less of the Japanese. [She pauses here. It's hard to say all this with the way she is still fighting the geass back. Cross' sorcery had lessened the effect, but it hadn't removed it completely. It just made it manageable. Controllable.] I understand that I'll need to show this through my future actions as well as my words. If there is anything I can do to make amends, please don't hesitate to tell me.

I don't want to take up any more of your time. Thank you for listening, and once again. I'm deeply, deeply sorry to everyone and especially to those I threatened individually and Orihime.

[She hesitates a moment as if there is more she wants to say, but finally completes her broadcast with a soft click.]

[Hei glided over the edge of the building, landing softly on his feet with his long coat billowing around him. His white mask gave a slight glint as he turned his head, double checking that the rooftop was clear. It was the only visible movement he gave before he took off running across the roof. He stayed crouched low to the ground, keeping an eye out for the peculiar sounds of an AT user he had learned to listen for and the soft whistle of an arrow, but he gave no look to the ground below him as he leaped to the adjacent building.

It would have only drawn even more attention to him if he had.

There was only one thing on his mind and that was taking a look at the new building Conrad had claimed for Diva. A scouting mission, nothing more. But after their 'friendly spar' the other night, Hei was taking no chances. Coming to a standstill some two buildings over, Hei pulled out a set of binoculars and started counting windows and railings, noting the light in the window where Conrad stood.

… And observing the woman dancing on top of the roof. Hei couldn't hear her from this distance, but her song nonetheless wound him up tight. Moving, Hei continued moving in a circle, gathering information, and making certain to stay out well out of sight.]

((ooc: I originally intended to put up this post today in order to fulfill the "Hei skulking at night" request on the CR meme a little bit ago, but it's serving double duty now to help Lena avoid mun-cest in the Saya/Diva event post. If you want to attack/wound/find him after Conrad, please contact me before tagging.))

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Orihime: a letter from Euphemia.
  
• Kyouya: a letter from Euphemia.
  
• Subaru Sumeragi: a letter from Euphemia.
  
• Wayward Vagabond: a letter from the Peregrine Mendicant.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• To everyone: a mass mailer from Nepeta Pouncellor de Leon.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Sakura Kinomoto: a package from Ken Hidaka.
  
• Nakama: a package from Ken Hidaka.
  
• Cross Marian: a package and note from Euphemia.

[Another day of mass mailers! PM decides to enlist the help of her volunteers for this task, so any of them that shows up is welcome to help her with the route. Despite seeming more preoccupied than usual, she is in good spirits, as the mail always uplifts.]

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