[Anri lies under the awning of the Guardian Sapling’s branches, staring up through them at the dome’s ‘sky’, far overhead. It’s been an interesting few days and she’s grateful for the reprieve, having fled from her shelter room even earlier than usual to – be outside, collect her thoughts, find some focus. Give Saika some attention, so that she wasn’t under the constant suffocation of heady whispers.

She's dressed for the weather, coat and mittens and boots, but the hood is pushed down to support her head above the snow and grass. Under close scrutiny, anyone who knows her will recognise the alien brightness to her eyes – a clear red rather than their usual dull brown.

She’s hoping that no one who knows her will find her right now.

She’s hoping for some peace and quiet, but who knows how much she’ll get.]

We're getting more snow? I think that's another new thing for me, I've never seen that sort of weather before. It's nice though even it's a bit cold...though from what I heard guess it's normal for this time of year?

About two weeks here already and I'm learning all sorts of different things that don't exist or that I was able to do back where I'm from, it's kind of fun in a way. [Raenef pauses, thinking about something for a moment. Currently he's in the library, kind of flipping through a notebook in his hand, for remembering this stuff mostly] Even these holidays, like Halloween that just passed by a couple of days ago-- we don't have anything like that.

Are there any other types of holidays coming up that I should know about? I think stuff like that might be useful to know.

Why doesn't anyone ever bring in a little anarchy around here anymore?

[somehow, Flynn ended up promising a certain Xerxes Break flowers and a cake. so this morning he meanders over to the park and surveys the gardens leisurely, walking through them and ducking down conscientiously to pick some of the flowers every now and again, slowly arranging a generous bouquet]

[once he has his flowers picked out, he heads to the shelter kitchen and finds a nice cup to put them in with a little water. then he gets out all the ingredients to start baking a cake from scratch. he decides there's no need for the cookbook. he knows how cakes are made, after all]

[he'll just... modify the recipe a little...]

[and when he's done, it'll be time to go find Break and present him with his rewards!]



((ooc: come find him in either location and ask him who his lovely date is! :D or give him funny looks for picking the flowers and massacring perfectly good cake batter. either way. Val can put up an action tag whenever and I'll have Flynn call Break to meet up with him))

[HI MARINA. HIIIIIII. Yeah so, Regis has had some time to cool down after reacting rather strongly to Seira's ball and chain (YOU STILL HAVE A LOT TO ANSWER FOR, ACUMEN). And during that time, he put something together for you heathens everybody.]

It has come to my attention that this prison is rather lacking in terms of elegance. I have attempted to look beyond this glaring defect, but my efforts were in vain. Because of that, I compiled a graph of sorts, using as a model one of the most elegant people I am honored enough to claim friendship with: Cadis Etrama di Raizel.

I hope it provides an informative introduction.


( NOT IC CUT OKOK )


If anyone has questions or requires further clarification, I will of course be happy to answer.


[ooc; ........I don't even know. BUT I'M NOT SORRY.]

Yesterday's Halloween was much better than any I've had at home. Everyone looked so cute as children, or with their new ears. [laughs - mockingly? it's your guess] That should happen more often.

[and here's something new. she links her hands together and smiles sweetly into the camera] For all the new arrivals, welcome! My name is Road Kamelot. You're stuck here and you won't be able to get out unless Acumen loses you, but I'm sure you'll find something to occupy your time. And if you don't, I have a suggestion.

I'm planning on having a tea party at my house, you can't miss it - it's one of the nicest in Sector 5 - and I'd like to invite everyone! That is, everyone I like and who isn't a stick in the mud. There'll be plenty of tea and cakes of course, enough for everyone who wants to show up. Just tell me now if you'd like to, okay? That way I can start getting ready. It'll be in two days. I hope to see you there!~

[pause] I don't think I got your name but - I'd like to talk to the pretty man in charge of that guild of his - what was it - Brave Vesperia! [SHE'S GOT A JOB FOR YOU 8D]

[ooc: once again D.Gray-man cast is free to hijack and warn people that Road is evil or something, if they like. Defense force people please ping me first over here thanks!]

[Snow is cold, which means its time to bundle up. Yuta's at the clothing store in Sector Five, wearing a winter hat and scanning shelves and aisles for gloves and scarves too. Hopefully he could keep warm to avoid freezing his fingers. He switches on the video feed and blinks curiously before speaking.]

I was wondering, who's the youngest in Marina? I want to play in the snow but I don't think the adults will want to.

While I realize that I'm surrounded by miscreants and other miscellaneous unsavory persons for the duration of my stay in this quaint little place, I would like to remind everyone that it's awfully rude to steal another's belongings. [Popping out for a quick spot of tea in the transdimensional stabilizer unfortunately means that one's things get taken away.]

Raven.

If I find that it's you who took my things, I guarantee that a cake will not be sufficient recompense for your actions.

[Honestly, what sort of inhumane person steals from a blind old man? That being said, what's the point of being surrounded by so people if one can't make good use of them?]

But, while we wait for the useless bird to emerge from his hiding place, perhaps someone would like to assist me in locating a missing object? I suppose a reward shall have to be provided, for those of you who find yourselves unmotivated by anything less.

[And for those inmates observant and bright enough to put two and two together, they might just find the speaker fits the description of a missing person given by one (1) Anri Sonohara just a few days ago.]

[ Acumen said that there would be snow tomorrow and has advised all inmates to procure winter clothing. "All inmates" means Artoo. Hey, he doesn't like being cold any more than the next person, right? So, he's in a shop picking out a scarf and hat - green ones. He likes green. ]

YAY! I'M READY FOR SNOW!

Good morning, inmates. It is the 140th day of the third generation. More inmates will be integrated into the facility today, so please be aware of this disruption as you go about your day. The weather system's first snowfall will begin tomorrow, so you may wish to take advantage of the clothing store's stock of winter-appropriate clothing.

[A very small pause.] Likely you all observed that some of the candy that was distributed yesterday was tainted. This system assumes the responsibility for not conducting a thorough enough scan of the candy, and you have my apologies. The candy was removed after it was determined to be at fault, and the effects caused by the oversight were short-term and should be over. If you experience any lingering effects, go to the hospital.

Inmates Francis Morgan and Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV, the items you requested are available for pick up at the entrance to the shelter in Sector 0.

[After having spent the last three days in the near-perpetual occupation of a dismal hospital room, Anri's more than happy to be back in the shelter. It takes her a bit to get there, still hobbling rather precariously on unfamiliar crutches, but she's a bit quicker than she was last night.

Smothering a yawn, Anri closes the door behind her and drops a bag down on the floor; her intention is to sleep in her own bed for a few hours before seeing about a late breakfast.

What she does not expect to see is a strange man in her room.]

-- Hello?

Upon entering Sector 4, the very large tent that stands framed by the beach is quickly noticeable. Closer, one can see colors dancing upon the white sheets, like opalesque spires under the moving onyx sky. As you enter one of the wings of the tents, grass give way to wooden flooring, and chains of white blossoms and gold ribbons line the sides. The open dance floor in the center bids one to look up to whimsical white-gold lamps, balls of light dancing in seas of violet, blue, green and pink organza. The fabrics fall down pillars adorned with leaves and flowers. Tables set in white and gold with jewel toned flowers sit at the four wings surrounding the dance floor.

... but it is far too early to take a seat. Smile and greet your fellow attendee, take the hand of a friend, and dance to the music.



There are large tables with finger foods and punch (not spiked -- save it for the after-party!), and very little space near the walls (sorry, wallflowers! You won't get away so easily. ♥ )  After a large number of people are gathered together, Jeanne stands up on the small stage set to the side of the dance floor and taps on the microphone to get everyone's attention...



OOC STUFF
+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)

[ Wolfram has been following the network all day long. He already knows what a prom is and what is supposed to happen at the event, but there is a topic that has yet to be discussed: ] For those who are planning to attend the prom with someone... How are you going to ask them out?

What is the best way to ask someone to go with you to the prom? [ Simply asking "Go with me!" seems a bit... lackluster. No. Blonde demon here wants your most romantic and creative suggestions, Marina denizens! ]

[It's late at night, which is exactly what Sentience wanted before making a post like this.]


The Engineers do not take anything seriously. That's simply the way they are; they have a tendency -- not a personal tendency, but a racial tendency, wired into their brain functioning -- to laugh at painful or difficult topics, to treat them lightly.

But even taking cultural differences into account, it is... cruel, isn't it? To take out their boredom on the people here. This is supposed to be a place where criminals can live out their sentences in peace. Everyone here is a person, not... a toy.


[Sentience still seems troubled about the fourth wall.]

The Host Club would like to extend a welcome to all the new inmates arriving today. [Have a polite smile.] We sincerely hope your transition into your new accommodations proceeds smoothly and efficiently.

If you find yourself interested in meeting your fellow inmates, there are several events upcoming that may be of interest to you.

Miss Kohran Li has assembled a Talent Show this evening to be held in Sector 4, featuring dancing, singing, and a variety of other talents. And tomorrow will be the Marina Academy's first promenade, to be held in the park in Sector 4. Formal dress is expected.

[And because no announcement is ever complete if it doesn't include an advertisment for the Host Club:]

For those of you planning to attend prom, the Host Club will be in the Athletic Complex if you should require basic dancing lessons, advice on the latest fashions, and anything else you might need to prepare for the upcoming event.

[And Kyouya + various other people will be at the athletic complex, ready to do what they do best.]

((ooc: Sort of spur-of-the-moment (sorry Host Club!) so current members needn't tag in if they don't want (we can always handwave or whatnot). Otherwise, general mingle post.))

[To his credit; he did not panic as much as would be expected by people that knew him.

However, this is not mean he didn't panic at all. Rather, instead of a pitiful fit of whining; unfortunate listeners were treated to a scream of rage as he pulled at the chain on the sturdy iron ball that was shackled to his foot.

The only reason the video had even been turned on was he thought some kind of error had occurred; he'd been in mid conversation only to find himself with the feed turned off, and out of reflex had tried reconnecting before he'd even noticed the addition to his wardrobe, as well as his giftbasket mysteriously returned to where it had been, and unopened.

Grunting and panting in near-manic frustration, as the ball inconvenienced him greatly, and was even more so ugly, he jabbed the video and audio buttons to end the feed.]

[Here Marina! Have a Liam appear on the screen, leaning against a tree in the park with bandages around his head and on his cheek and looking generally very annoyed. Annoyance tends to be common when you wake up in a hospital and don’t quite remember falling asleep there.

He’s got his glasses in one hand and he’s scrubbing furiously at them with a cloth in the other, but he doesn’t put them on just yet, despite the fact that he has to squint into the camera to see anything.]

Things seem to be much less chaotic today than they were before.

[He has to close his eyes and think for just a moment before speaking again. He doesn’t remember when exactly that happened, because everything is jumbled together with memories of events from home.]

Tell me, are things like doubles of the inmates here a common occurrence? That doesn’t seem like the sort of thing that would be very easy to adjust to no matter how long a person has been here.

[He adjusts himself on the tree so that he’s in a more comfortable position, closes his eyes again and bows his head slightly.]

I believe that is all for now. If you all would excuse me I think it would be wise if I were to find a place to rest.

[Hello, Marina! There is a cheerful looking man on screen, waving at you. He's wearing a very nice military uniform of some sort, by the looks of it, all black with gold accents. The sunglasses hide his expression a little, but they don't touch that smile! he appears to be outside the pizza parlor.]

Hello, everyone~! [yes, yes he did just drag out his vowel like he was a schoolgirl. that just happened.] The food was delicious. Thank you very much for the brochure! I would have been so confused without the help! [he seems to be completely serious, given his smile, but after a second, he sobers, his smile fading.]

I have a question. If it isn't too much trouble, could you tell me... does Acumen make you pop bubblewrap if you misbehave?! [he looks left-- looks right-- then looks back at the feed urgently, as though this is a question of the utmost importance-- before breaking out into another smile, washing away the previous furtiveness like it never existed]

Ah! But I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Hyuuga! I look forward to meeting you all. [with a wink, he shuts the feed off. if any of the other Black Hawks are around, he's certain they'll reply, even if he doesn't call them out. it's too bad most of them aren't around, this is the first (and will be the last) time he's been up this early in ages!]

[ Gaunt's scarred face pops into video view for those up at this time of night, and he sighs a bit, saying. ]

Things have been quite busy of late, but I seem to have forgotten a debt, and I need a little bit of help in repaying it. Does anyone know anything about baking a cake?

I... er, owe someone a cake for helping a friend, is all.

Uh, hey... [everybody.] Slow night at the [Pause, because why does he work here again?] Devil's Compass. So, all drinks half off. [Weak laughter. It's funny because everything is free and, okay, maybe it's not that funny.] We're in Sector 5. Just look for the sign.

Oh, right. It's a bar in case you weren't familiar.

Dean, Cas, you know where it is. [Hint. Hint. Nudge. Nudge. There are things to talk about. Lots of things.]