[ action; sector 5 ]

[ It's lunch time, Setsuna is peacefully eating at a ramen shop, with open books surrounding him. Occasionally, he writes something down on his notebook.

As usual, he has that strange, pensive glance. Though, as it is winter, he looks rather drowsy from the cold. The sleepy set of eyes is probably most obvious. ]


[ video; filtered from Tieria no spoilers for you, Erde-san ]

Good afternoon.

[ lol, hi. There, again in sight, a milk carton on the table among the pile of books. This is not expected at all!!

But nevermind about that, maybe that notebook page full of crossed-out ideas is more eye-catching. ]

Marina Asylum. How do you determine an appropriate "birthday present" for someone?


[ video; private to Lyle ]

Lyle. Are you occupied at the moment?

If you are not, I would us to meet at Sector 5.

Hello. [She didn't sleep much last night. The announcement could wait, but she doesn't think it's going to get easier, so sue pushes ahead. She wants to be strong for his sake. To make him proud of the way she's handling his business in his absence and so that Suzaku and Nunnally won't have to worry about her too. She can be there for them instead.]

I regret to tell you all Lelouch vi Britannia has left Marina.

I will be taking over all his administrative duties at the school. Literature and Philosophy classes will be put on hold until a replacement can be found. If anyone is interested in teaching one or both classes or taking up teaching cooking, art or any other subjects we don't currently offer, please contact me. Thank you for your time.

[Unlike yesterday, the house today is lovely, a fit atmosphere for a tea party~ The doors are wide open and anyone who wanders won't be pushed out. For now. All of the rooms are free for perusal, except two, and the living room is home to a long table, fitted with a tablecloth, as well as a platter of cakes. The room is helpfully lit up by the many floating candles hovering in the air. Just don't go touching them or you'll accidentally cut yourself~]

[ooc: Road will be mingling with everyone, and there will be a tag for your character to tag her! Sorry for the late! anyone can tag! even the people who didn't respond to Road's invitation post! /o/ get those ac threads ENJOY]

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Orihime: a letter from Alucard.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• To Yuta Takizawa, Alma Karma, Ava Wilson, Sakura Kinomoto, Wayward Vagabond, Jennifer Shibuya, and Rogue: a package from Kamui (Fuuma Monou).
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Kohran Li: a package from Kunihiko Moji.
  
• Kamui Shirou: a package from Kamui (Fuuma Monou).

[It's a strange day. The post office, in the morning, was empty, still, and quiet.]

[When at last came the staff to operate and deliver the mail, PM was entirely absent. And again, during the late afternoon route, no PM.]

[The volunteers bustle about, though, making sure that the day's mail is delivered despite her self-imposed, day-long vacation at home. Not that it is much of a vacation to her. Still, she is not entirely missing, as she converses with her volunteers on the network, in private channels and in brief exchanges.]

[Volunteers on duty will be linked in this post if they want to have open action threads!

Duo Maxwell
Miranda]

[Again, sorry for my fail in not sending these out last week, orz. Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 142 go here!]

[ This lady is dressed warmly, hood of her heavy green cloak pulled down to her shoulders, white knitted scarf around her neck. In a jovial but determined voice, she calls out -- ]

Touma Hashiba.

I am hereby calling you out on plans we have made over the last baseball match -- that on the day of the first snowfall, we shall have a snowball fight.

Where would you like for us to duel?


(( OOC Please Read : This post is so very open to all! I would like to draw your attention to the ooc plotting thread in the case your character wants to join in, and the fight will be postponed for better organization on another day. If you feel like handwaving your character voicing their interest, please respond to the ooc thread, or leave an ooc tag here. ))
 

[voice | private | Murata - unreceived]
Hey, Murata. Where have you been? [And then a few hours later.]

[voice | private | Conrad & Wolfram]
Conrad? Wolfram?

...It's Murata.

[voice | open]
[That usual bounce isn't in his voice today.]

No one is allowed to be baseball manager anymore.

[Because that's clearly what sends people away who he'd really rather have not away.]

[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.

[There is no mail today, but as always, PM will and must complete her postal duties. She does the rounds dutifully, despite her... temporary problem. At least she looks very cute in a little tiny version of the postal uniform?]

[Though nothing is stopping her from making a video announcement after her rounds! It’s clear what candy PM was snacking on--she appears to be the carapacian equivalent of a very little girl, with big round eyes and teeth too big for her mouth--to the point where she lisps when she talks in her squeaky little girl voice.]

[Video]
Greetings! Um, this is a bad day for it, but the winter uniforms are here. [She swivels the camera around to show two uniforms laid out carefully in the post office, the women’s uniform (sans scarf and yellow leggings) and the men’s, which is similar enough, but has pants. Which may come as a mercy, based on PM’s usual fashion designs. PM’s albino lobster, Castell, is also in view, though he is not doing anything more useful than getting the skirt of the sample uniform wet by walking on it.] I am only sorry that I cannot wear one to better demonstrate the look. Rest assured, if you see the proud dolphin logo on such a garment, you are dealing with an esteemed member of the postal service.

Volunteers are welcome to stop by to pick up their uniforms! … Even if you cannot wear them today due to suddenly becoming a child. Please also refrain from cutting holes for animal ears and tails.

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 140 go here!]

[For those of you in the Noblesse household, you may be rudely jolted from your daily activities by a very loud, high-pitched shriek coming from the second floor.

For those paying attention to the network, you will be greeted by a very panicked and very female face, speaking in a voice several pitches higher than normal.]

D-did anyone suddenly turn into a girl?! These....these aren't real, are they?

[And if anyone is at all confused as to what 'these' might be referring to, his look downwards should clear that right up.]

((ooc: action is open to housemates, if they'd like! also, val is too lazy to make icons, so shinwoo looks something like this.)

Lookie lookie, Edward got a trick and a treat!

[The video cuts on to show an older Edward, that is now quite clearly female. There is also the robotic corgi that looks to be done at the edge of the screen in addition to a mountain of what looks like debris and junk.]

Zwo is almost complete~ Edward has to get a few more parts though.

[Not that she needs it from the way that the child woman is bouncing around, but she opens another piece of candy and eats the chocolate before adding the wrapper to a stack and doing a handstand.]

What do you think Zwo, shouild we go out again and get more candy?

[ Good morning Marina~!

Were you sleeping alone last night? Well now you have company!

Were you sleeping with someone? Well, you're still sleeping with someone, but maybe you'd like to give it a look-see, before you get too comfortable.

Are you sure this is your room? You might want to check though -- who knows if you're using the same design of lampshade or if your bed really is set up against the wall...

Whether you are in your own room or not, one thing's for certain, you're in for a surprise this morning! ]


(( OOC: Many pardons for the late, but here be your Morning After Prank all-purpose post! Do your threads here if you are so inclined, or make your network freak-out posts~ Have fun!

ETA: I have used the reveal table as a handy Thread Index. I'll update this as the event rolls along [last updated: 22 October, 12:40 p.m. EST] ))
 

[Click. Duo popped up on the screen.]

Hey. I was thinkin' of holding another basketball thing in a few days. Just trying to figure out interest and stuff... see if maybe we can get together an informal game or something. So, uh... lemme know if you're in, okay?

Newbies, too. Though, it might be hard if you're still restrained. Don't worry about it, though. I'll have another one later and you can join in on that.

Thanks! [He gave a quick wave and- click! Gone again.]

Lookin' to meet up with some mechanical types. Maybe some engineerin' types too. Also, curious about learnin' about different combat styles you folk have back wherever you're from. No reason for that last one, really. Just curiosity.

I'll be in sector four by this hugely creeptifyin' cherry tree for the better part of the day for those wantin' to have a chat.

[And Mal will be sitting there beneath the shade of the tree, waiting to see who takes the bait and what he can get out of them.]



( ooc )

[ Before one even arrives into the kitchen, they will be met with the aromas of something grainy and nutty, then sweet and milky, enveloped with the distinct scent of strong, freshly-brewed coffee.

For those who know Sasha, making too much food is a habit she still has to shake off. But they also know that she is more than willing to share.

And whether you are a familiar face or a new one, you will be greeted with a warm smile and a bright -- ]

Good morning! Would you like some breakfast?


---------- Video -----------

[ And thinking that perhaps more can benefit from a warm meal to start the day, she switches on her video feed -- ]

Good morning, Marina! I have made some breakfast. Would you like to join me?

[ And there is a view of freshly baked bread and something that resembles pies -- for breakfast, yes. ]
 

-static-

No. Unacceptable. I can't be here. There's no way someone actually tried me, and under whose authority, anyway?

What th'... chains?

You've got to be kidding.

HELLO, MARINA. I'M R2-D2.

THE INCLUSION OF DROIDS HERE SEEMS TO INDICATE A LACK OF AN APPROPRIATE ALGORITHM FOR DETERMINING THE SEVERITY OF CRIMES AND APPROPRIATE PUNISHMENTS. BASED ON AVAILABLE DATA, THERE IS A 64% CHANCE THAT I AM HERE MERELY BECAUSE THE WARDEN IS LONELY.

HE'S CUTE, BUT MY PROFESSIONAL OPINION IS THAT HE'LL PROBABLY PLAY HARD TO GET.

[There's a short but noticeable pause, and Dist clears his throat before he at last speaks.]

The idea occurred...

[A sigh.] The idea occurred for a potential machine shop. Repairs and the like, but is there an interest or need for it? Would anyone need something made or fixed?

[He had thought after he went to the hospital that they would just patch him up and let him go. Instead Fuuma had been patched up and pushed along by the bots to a bed, and at that point it wasn't worth coming back and forth to the hospital for how often they wanted to check those burns he got on his arms and hands. So he just stayed the night. It wasn't like he had any very important plans anyways. But today, well, he was a little bit bored. Watching the bots come and go was only so interesting. Hopefully Karen come knocking, considering she was likely to be in the building as well.]

[Digging around in the drawers on the nightstand next to the bed had yielded a deck of cards, but it wasn't like Fuuma knew many single player card games... So the best way to fix this was clearly to ask. The video background is clearly the hospital, for those who know it, but there's nothing visibly wrong with Fuuma, since his hands aren't in view.]

Are there any good single player games you can play with a deck of cards? I'm afraid I don't know any, and it's rather boring just sitting here.


((OOC: Anyone is welcome to bug Fuuma! He's just chilling out at the hospital for the day. You can also come visit him there to make his life less dull as well.))

[It's BASEBALL DAY!

The artificial sun is shining. The birds are singing—okay, there aren't any birds, but if there were, they would be singing. And Marina is treated to a very late start to the baseball season. Everyone is welcome to watch and treat themselves to some of the snacks provided: soda, water, hot dogs, chips, cracker jacks, and pretzels!

Yuuri lost track of the fact their announcer was gone, so it is a quiet game this time. Well, almost quiet. There is a fifteen minute debate about an out of Touma's that looks like a home run until the ball ricochets right into an outfielder's glove. With teams like this you never know what can happen.

In the end it is the Purple Dragons who come out victoriously in a landslide defeat of the Flying Knights.]

( OOC )

[ video on, and you're staring up at Yuri's face as he fiddles with his comm. he notices the video is working after a beat, and then -- grins into it. ]

Hey. The name's Yuri Lowell, if we haven't met. Just thought I'd give everybody a little heads-up -- Brave Vesperia is now open for business.

[ he steps back out of view and it's clear that he's claimed a little bit of Sector Three for himself, a small storefront with big picture windows. "Brave Vesperia" is hung up over the door, a bot-made sign. he's had some help with setting up. ]

((ooc: Wondering what Brave Vesperia is and why you should care? Ask away! Yuri will gladly use more words once he sees they're necessary. X3 Reply by video or feel free to notice him setting up if you're in the area. Or Flynn.))