[Before the Party -- Setting things up | While PM goes about her rounds~]

[It had been a long morning at the hospital, but he was thankful he was at least now able to move. He wore a colored and opaque shirt as to hide the bandages around his torso. After dropping his letter off at the Post Office, he rushed back to the house at Sector 3 and made sure the Peregrine Mendicanht did not see him carry a sizable box full of pastel-hued decor as he hid behind a building and waited until she left for her rounds -- it was time...]

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[Party is a GO! | After PM's rounds~]

[As people arrived, Ribbons would be giving them brief instructions as to how they are to welcome the Parcel Mistress as she arrived -- and that is with a very hearty, "SURPRISE!"

No fancy speeches -- just cakes, sweet/meat pies, quiches, sandwiches, finger foods and cool drinks.]

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(( OOC : Event-style post, so thread amongst yourselves~ ♥ Party's for everyone so even those who did not respond ic-ly to Ribbons' invitation post, come on over! :D ))

[someone is clearly unhappy]

So those creatures returned last night. I'm assuming that Acumen is once again claiming that it's our own imaginations? My already low confidence in the new system is waning...

Um... hi, everyone! I hope I'm doing this right...

[Saya clears her throat; she sounds a little nervous, but determined to ask this. She needs advice!]

For anyone who has brothers or sisters -- or anyone who has any ideas, really -- what does it take to be a good sibling? What kind of things should you... do? Um, together?

[A bit of rustling due to nervous fidgeting. Hopefully Diva didn't hate her after she ran off the other day.] Anyway, thanks.

Lelouch, I have a very urgent request for you. I'm afraid that it's crucial that you make a pizza for dinner tonight. It's entirely possible that lives depend on it, and you're the only one who could do it right. It all hinges upon you.

...she says she's willing to share.


[delivered in the flattest. monotone. imaginable.]

[It has been the longest morning, Marina. Longest. And it finds Jun at the observation deck, sitting on a bench and curled around his knees. He's fiddling with his communicator, and eventually, he speaks.]

Hey, question...for everyone, really. When you've had a...bad day, what do you do to cheer yourself up?

[He's good at making this sound like he's just idly wondering, we swear.]

[ooc: Anyone at the observation deck can totally poke the moessiah! You know you want to.]

[He sighs contentedly, today is a such a fine day. Walking with an adorable pink bearbee perched on his shoulder, the prince heads towards the beach.

Wolfram had agreed to meet Sora there today. To be honest, he's slightly nervous: How is he supposed to act towards someone whom he was very close with, but has no memories of their time together? Well, it probably doesn't matter, as long as Sora is nearby Wolfram is happy. Soon he finds a shaded and comfortable looking spot; sitting down, his body gradually sinks on the soft and warm sand.

Playfully grabbing the bearbee's chubby paws, he waits for Sora. For the first time the blond isn't wearing a doom-and-gloom, frowning expression; actually, for the first time in a while he looks happy enough to be smiling.]

[ ooc: This is slightly irrelevant, but Wolfram's bearbee is pink, not yellow. I can't find decent pics of the pink bearbees anywhere :| ]

[There's static and breathing, but no one is responding. There's even a deep, soft groan of what is most likely pain or discomfort. There's sounds of movement, but everything could be easily ignored. Maybe someone accidentally left their communicator on.

Until the breathing gets louder and heavier. A soft grunt.]

--ere...? Mm... Ich-Ichigo... Where's...Ichigo? Aba..rai...

[Rukia is in the kitchen. Her expression is oddly happy, considering the foul mood she'd been in just a few hours before. Her fingers are twitching slightly with excitement around the object she held in her hand.

It amazed her how something as simple as this could make her so happy. It very nearly made her forget about all of the less than joyous events that have happened lately.]

[Despite her joy, however, Rukia couldn't help but feel a shock of frustration run through her. This object was her enemy. She would need to come up with some sort of strategy to deal with it.

Her was off to the side, set down on the table where she was sitting. She didn't want to ask for help just yet. She would prove that she could beat this adversary herself. Unbeknownst to her, however, in the process of setting the device on the table the audio feed was turned on, leaving her words audible for anyone to hear.]

I will defeat you.

[Focused eyes flickered with a strong burning passion.]

Yes, Mr. Juicebox, I will be claiming my victory over you this time.

[the voice that comes through is young and soft, too young for the words that are spoken or the bitter but resigned tone that accompanies them.]

Never imagined this was the kind of judgment I'd receive in the end.

[there's a scoff, though he seems too tired to put much vitriol into it.]

What a joke.

[and then a long moment of silence, as if he doesn't know just why he turned the communicator on in the first place.]

Where's the library in this place?

[Gino's spending the morning in the HQ with his communicator off, trying to get caught up after last night's disasters. So many injured -- with no real explanation yet -- no one taking the credit -- Acumen seemingly in denial -- and everyone is completely right to be uneasy about this. The monsters are gone now, but what if they return tonight?

[He's a little harried, and more than a little tired after a night handwaving helping, but he's also expecting visitors, so feel free to stop by.]

[The fog was odd, that was true. But Rukia thought nothing of it as she walked down streets of the prison, trying to kill some time until she felt tired enough to fall asleep. No, that wasn't what made her gasp and trip over her own feet to avoid falling god only knows where. What did that was the gaping hole that she suddenly found herself nearly falling into a split second before she noticed it.]

When the hell did this happen?!?! And wha---

[A crash can be heard and the sound of a sword being drawn can just barely be heard over the communicator and just after that the sword falling to the ground.]

Way of Destruction Number 33: Blue Fire, Crash Down!

[A loud blast can be heard right after she says that and she's breathing heavily, but that doesn't seem to be the end of that. There's the loud thud of someone falling to the floor and a groan.]

What the hell is this thing?

LADIES! Your attention for a moment please!~

Though I guess I could ask some of you guys out there too, if you really want!~

[The bonfire going in Sector 6 is guarded by sentinels, but the area is decorated with orange and blue tents and laid out with good food, many of it toasted or hot. The flames are enchanted and cool, and they get extinguished if they're taken outside the boundaries of the little camp, but there is actually have a rich, spicy alcoholic beverage being served there, so try to have fun with that instead. (No, it will not make you breathe fire.)

[The bleachers and benches here offer the best view of the fireworks just starting to go off as the sky darkens...]


((posted slightly early, but hey, starting Friday we're going to have monsters, SO, if you don't plan to play with the monsters -- or if you do -- have some fun here! post a comment, and then comment amongst yourselves~))

[voice // open]
Did someone submit a written application to join the defense force? That is so cute! I kind of want to frame this.

[video // filtered to the defense force, which includes Hughes]
--And he included pictures of his daughter! Look at how adorable she is. [shows pictures of Elysia off on the video]

So how're we doing, guys? Anything to report?

[ANGRILY points a finger! SO ANGRY!!!!! And cranky. Baby didn't sleep good.]

You bastards have got a lot of DAMN nerve!

First of all,  don't  you ever be a jerk to my brother! He's too nice, okay?! Being a jerk to me is one thing, because I'm a jackass and deserve it anyway. But not to my brother!

Also, you don't hit me, okay?! I don't hit you! Don't put your filthy hands on me!

I was gonna tell you to go to hell, but I'm pretty sure we're already there!

Damn it I hate this place. I can't even begin to explain!

[Anya's flat on her stomach, humming as she fiddles with a crayon. There's several sheets of construction paper in front of her; some already filled with doodles and sketches. Most of them are just incomprehensible scribbles, but Marianne's enjoying herself - and that's all that really matters.]

ooc: anyamar!

I- I've been here for a long time now and I couldn't help but notice...

NOBODY HERE IS A VIRGIN!

Of course Kiosan respects everyone's decision to become an adult, and Kiosan knows that's all personal business... but it's okay to slow down, too!

It's really okay to enjoy life as a kid.

voice

Tch. I'm waiting.

action

[ so, guess who's hanging out in the dojo, already impatient? it's like, two minutes past dawn! WHERE ARE YOU ALREADY, ICHIGO.

anyone looking for a spar, or just in the mood to troll, is free to wander on in! ]

[There's such a long pause it's not even funny.]

Er... I was kinda wondering. Could -    If -   Maybe -

[Poor kid doesn't really know how to ask for help. Mini growl!]

Screw it.

[CLICK]

[Ryu could do nothing but fly. So fly he did, in his hybrid form, until he spotted something to attack.]

[Anyone getting close to him would see that his eyes were blank, and he looked as if he was incredibly angry.]

[Approach? Trial of the dragonnnnnnnnnnn!]