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27 June 2012 at 11:18 pm
[Touma was chowing down at the ramen stand, book in hand. It was a book on penal systems and rehabilitation practices of some random world not his own. He also had another two books on the subject stacked on the stool next to him at the counter, and two empty bowls stacked off to the side on the same counter.]
Mood: hungry
[video/ forward dated to late evening] responses open/ action closed
25 June 2012 at 10:29 pm
[It’s been a fine day to be out and about the dome. There’s always something to catch your eye and interest you, that’s for sure. And in his days of prowling around, late night or not, Tyki’s taken himself to parts of the dome he’d never really cared to investigate before. He thought he’d heard something in particular about this—this memorial garden—but it’s not until he’s standing in front of it that it sort of rings a clearer bell.

So that’s why you get to see it, the camera switching on to look it over before shifting to the partially undone collar of one Tyki Mikk. He’s sitting in the grass next to the garden, initially a little bored seeming but he’s quick to quirk for the rolling feed. It’s a rarity he bothers with it.]
Pretty little set up, isn’t it.

The two others, too. But this one… this one seemed so familiar.

… And then I remembered. [Grinning, as if something was indeed much more amusing to him than it would ever be to explain. He waggles his cigarette in the air between two fingers.] Truly tragic, of course. Whole ship gone. [He snaps his fingers.] Just like that.

Anita, huh. So that was her name. [Dismissive, he really doesn’t care.

Clearly an evident fact by the way he purposely both stubs his cigarette out on her plaque and ensures the camera catches the gesture.]
Heard she was a brothel owner too.
[Action | Open]
18 June 2012 at 11:33 pm
[After his moment at the kiosk Zelgadis finds a spot by the coffee shop and plops down. Not at a table, but on the ground, his back against one of the adjacent buildings. A small stuffed lion is set on the ground beside him with surprising care, given how he flounces himself down onto the concrete.]

[He touches a button on his comm, opens his mouth... but then clicks it off. And then he tries again, with no more success. Finally, he flips the comm off his head and onto the ground beside him, utterly disgusted with himself.]
[Audio|Action|Open]
18 June 2012 at 10:08 pm
It is harder to wake than it is to dream because reality seems so unreal )

[Audio]

I...I'm sorry. [Her voice is quiet--tired, worn out.] I didn't mean to um...[lose consciousness]...fall asleep. If you need me--[her voice shakes a little there, but she tries to keep it steady]--just um...let me know and I'll be there as soon as I can.

{OOC: She doesn't know Diva is dead, but those on duty for the DF last night should know about the incident.}
[action | closed]
18 June 2012 at 07:57 pm
[He hadn't slept much after getting woken up at stupid o'clock. That didn't stop Cross from flopping dramatically all over the mattress after returning from his late-night smoke break.]

[Hopefully Rebecca took a shower before he dragged himself out of bed because he proceeds to use all of the hot water. And then descends upon the kitchen in nothing but a towel, grumbling and slamming open the fridge and cupboards for anything decent to eat. He's sick of eating the rabbit food she keeps around, and hell if he's touching those so-called snack cakes that look like hockey pucks and probably taste worse.]
[Action | Open] evening
14 June 2012 at 08:58 pm
[Conrad's eyes flicker when the dome lights go out, the passage of time having gone unnoticed until now. He has no concern for the time, nor how long he's been kneeling here. His eyes remain focused down into his lap, at the face gazing up at him, framed in wisps of windblown hair. His hand cradles delicate fingers, his careful fingertip tracing the curl of an index finger. The barest touch, slow enough to almost seem still.]

[The face holding his attention is porcelain-white, eyes dull and flat, flawed with tiny fissures. The hand, divorced from the body where it once belonged. Across his lap and spread around in a wide halo are crumbles of white stone -- the same stone that compose the face and hand. Interrupting the silence is a quiet sound. The slightest crackling, like the first drops of rain on an arid tundra.]

[She could easily be mistaken for a fallen statue, as if she were never flesh at all, but for the too-true sadness on the girl's sculpted face, the perfect molding of her hand against his.]

[These few bits of stone are all that remain of Diva. His Diva. And as soon as he moves they too will crumble to dust.]

[So here he will stay, for now. Until she breaks completely, he won't let her go.]


((OOC: Anyone on the DF would certainly have knowledge that Diva attacked someone and Saya was fighting her, if you want to have them show! Apologies in advance for Conrad's general unresponsiveness... ^^;;; ))
[ action | voice ]
13 June 2012 at 09:41 pm
[ Something had happened a few days ago. Something had snapped. She felt free and a Diva should never, ever, hold her self back. What she wanted, she took. What she needed, she grasped.

This… politeness was done for.

So she simply ignored the network and the disgusting display of animal love and showed up on Miranda's doorstep. It's a shame she's not there, however, and it's a shame she had to break down the door. Her temper simply isn't the best today. Flicking through Miranda's things, she idly turned on the voice option, speaking… ]


You're not here; are you hiding? I had so much I wanted to say… But if it's a game you want, I'll play. It won't take me long. [ she laughed and cut the feed, snatching up a fluttering scarf from the dresser. It's time to go a hunting! ]


((ooc: Feel free to hit her up in action before she makes it to Miranda's apartment or answer her voice post directly. Everything after that is limited to the scripted parties. As previously discussed. If there's something you want to do or see before the end, please hit up my HMD or private plurk me. This is the end game for Diva. Thank-you everyone!))
[Action | Open] Later afternoon
12 June 2012 at 01:21 pm
[To say it's been a difficult few days doesn't come close to covering it. You'd think he'd be rejoicing having his bed to himself again, but all it does is remind him of how epically stupid he acted toward Lina and Saber both. And when Saber came home wearing that damn collar it was the final straw. The conversation had been abrupt, her explanation dulling his initial shock and anger into an ache of resentment that compounded the one he was still nursing.]

[So he'd taken his sword and left. Now he's in the Athletic Complex, the lightsaber Sword of Light activated to make a blade of pure, white light. Zelgadis focuses his power; the limitations on the sword make it difficult, but nonetheless he takes a swing and manages to send a ball of white-hot fire into one of the dummies he'd set up.]

[He's careful to watch out for people, so anyone who comes to see why there's lightning visible over the athletic complex won't get in his line of fire.]
[Action | Open]
12 June 2012 at 01:16 pm
[Saya looks to be giving the animals wide berth, but watch her long enough and it's clear she's watching them very closely, her sword behind her back as if she's hiding it from the little critters. Sentience said they're trained not to be intimidated, but animals never like her kind much.]

[That, and she's been feeling restless since that episode she had a few days ago. So of course they wouldn't want her to get close. She situates herself beside a tree, peeking over at the adorable little guys and wishing, like she so often does, that she were just a normal girl.]

((OOC: this might be the last chance to thread with Saya since she could be dying this week, depending on IC action~ ))
[Action | Open]
12 June 2012 at 11:32 am
[If not for the fact that he isn't in full uniform, Cain would be the very portrait of a future famous Commissar today--strutting about standing tall, hands behind his back. You would think he was on patrol, for all the pomp involved with his going-about-town today, even if he is mostly traversing the parks.]

[... until you might notice that he's actually holding a black leash, which is then attached to a young German Shepherd prancing along behind with a rawhide chew-bone in her mouth.]

[He's holding this for a friend. Really.]
voice, action | closed, open
12 June 2012 at 12:43 am
[voice || private to Miranda]

Thanks for putting in that request. That was pretty awesome, actually.

[action | open]

[He's decided to hang around Sector 4 pretty much all day today with his roomie and his puppy, so if you happen to be out and about checking out the pets you might find Axel sitting with his back against a tree and tossing a couple of tennis balls out to a pile of puppies.

Pluto's among them with his easily distinguishable red collar, waggling his tail and barking even while the other puppies nip and playfully tug at his ears, and every time Axel throws the ball out to them they bark even louder and waddle along, becoming a squirming pile as they struggle to fetch.]


Heh. You guys are a riot.
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11 June 2012 at 10:17 pm
[ This boy sure does look rather pleased to be visiting the ramen stand today. He looks energetic today. Did something good happen? Is it something special on the menu? Some delectable new dish he's trying for the first (as far as he knows) time?

Why don't you bug him and find out?]




[ Voice : Private : Kitty Pryde (Evo) ]
Hey, uh, Kitty? It's Touma. [ . . . ] Listen. I wanna apologize for the other day. I had no right to talk to you like on the subject.

You're probably still upset, but if you still want to talk to me, I did promise you I'd explain things. [ Yeah. He's got nothing else, so he'll just wait for her eventual response. ] So let me know...
[Action]
12 June 2012 at 10:21 am
[Even if he's been avoiding people lately, the mention of there being the pets out in the park is too much even for Akito to miss. The light brings Daisy and Kasumi with him, sitting under one of the trees and letting the dog romp around with the puppies, while Kasumi curls up in a patch of sun.

He smiles a little as some of the puppies come and investigate him, petting them and not minding as they climb over his legs and sit in his lap, attempting to lick his face]
Hey, stop that... [He doesn't quite laugh, but he is smiling more than he has in days. Cute animals can do that to a kid.

For once, he wouldn't mind some company]
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07 June 2012 at 02:10 am
[Touma was feeling reflective today. Ryo was gone. He'd noticed the lack of their friend around the house, and went to investigate his room, finding it empty. He was pretty sure Seiji and Nasuti had noticed as well, but he'd been sort of avoiding them for a bit to collect his own thoughts and feelings on it before mentioning it to them, or at least discussing it with them.

It was an odd bittersweet feeling, really. Sad that he couldn't see his friend, but not so sad because Ryo wasn't stuck in the prison anymore. So confusing.

He'd buried himself in some books on penal systems from various worlds in the back corner of the library.]
[ action | video - both open ]
05 June 2012 at 10:36 pm
[Piper was actually rather fascinated with the whole place. It was something like nothing she'd seen before, really. At least, not outside of a sci-fi movie. She was busy wandering and exploring, taking in her surroundings. Part of it was to find out more, part of it was to find a way home, part of it was to learn about people around her. She was nervous, definitely, but she was doing her best not to let it show. She even had her hands in her pockets for now. She didn't want to accidentally freeze anyone, or blow them up. This kind of situation was pretty awkward, so, she was definitely nervous enough that her powers might just go off a little funny.

Still, she was scared. Deep down, she was very, very scared. Her sisters would try to find her, right? They'd know that the double sent to replace her was fake. They had to. Well, maybe not Paige so much, but Leo would know. She clenched her hands tightly into fists, still in her pockets. They had to. But, would they know what to do? She didn't even know what to do, yet. And there was no Book of Shadows for her to look at and figure it out. Though, she was wondering if this was even magical or demonic in nature to even be in the Book of Shadows. As it was, her initial calls for Leo hadn't worked. He hadn't heard her. And, on her second try at calling for help, Paige hadn't heard her either.]


I'm screwed... aren't I? [She finally pulled one hand out of her pocket and rubbed her face. She wasn't going to cry. She wouldn't let herself. Not, yet, anyway.] No. I'm not. I'm going to get home. Things will be fine. I just have to remember that. They'll find me. They always do.

[She took a deep breath, picked her head up, and stalked over to where she saw this 'kiosk' labeled on the map. It was time to ask some questions.]

=====

This is on, right? Oh... there it goes.

Alright, listen up. I haven't got all day, so I want answers. I can't seem to call my husband or my sister, so I need to know what's going on with this place. And now. A nightclub doesn't run itself, you know.

So. First things first. I get that we're in some prison under the sea. Right. [As weird as that was, really... she waved it off with a roll of her eyes.] What's important here is that I find out how I can... pay for these 'crimes' or whatever this is all about so I can serve my sentence and go home. I've got friends in strong places with the law, so don't make me start dropping names. [Though, she was kind of reluctant to ask Daryl yet again to help her out of what was looking to be a little supernatural, and Cole was... well, that was an awkward situation right there.]

Who's in charge? And who do I talk to here about a trial and proper representation? I want at least a hearing, got it?
[video/action]
04 June 2012 at 10:57 pm
[Her head’s pounding, but not even the headache or the branches in her hair can take away the cheer her memories brought her.]

I did it! I really did it. Kero-chan and Yue-san are safe now! And so is Tomoyo-chan and Syaoran-kun and, and everyone in the city.

I’m sorry for disappearing! I must have worried some people, but it’s okay! Even though I’m not at home, I helped everyone! I don’t have to fight Eriol-kun any longer or put anyone else in danger. [she takes a deep breath and smiles] Everything will surely be alright now.
[Video | Action]
04 June 2012 at 07:47 pm
[Hiling is resting up at the hospital today. Her surgery went well and she's already anxious to leave, but she'll be good and stay a while. She loves visitors.

The screen shows Hiling in her bed with bandages wrapped around her chest. She's looking a little less... flat today, and she's just so happy about it, she has to tell everyone.]


Sentience is the best! Guess what? I just got a boob job! See how nice? They're perfect. I can't wait to get these bandages off.
[action / backdated to midafternoon]
04 June 2012 at 08:37 am
[it's a clear day, and they've put it off for one reason or another long enough: Ven and Roxas are meeting up for the contest to end all contests, the glider race!]

[Roxas has been practicing with his keyblade glider regularly to try and get more skilled with it, and he thinks he's pretty good. but Ven has been at this for longer than he has -- if not too much longer; he knows Ven has only been trained for a year, right? -- and so he isn't confident he'll win. but he's determined to at least make the match close]

[and that's the story of how two identical boys have gathered in the park with keyblades in hand...]
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01 June 2012 at 10:51 pm
[Tieria had tried to isolate himself most of the day. He had Haro with him, and was in the butterfly pavilion, watching the robot interact with the delicate insects as he himself worked in spurts on communicating with him. He wasn't doing much beyond that, though, other than hoping people wouldn't find him there. He had been through an awkward day yesterday, and it was taking a bit to get past it.]
[video / action] closed
01 June 2012 at 06:48 pm
[Private to Spencer Reid]

Hey, so. Still up for that movie?

If you'd rather be alone with Kitty instead, I understand. [Playfully winking.]

[action/ closed to Cross Marian - earlier that morning]

[So this part of her morning she was not exactly looking forward to. Yesterday was a very strange day. The aftermath of which she wasn't exactly having fun sorting through, but having to deal with. Even if it meant dealing with those lovely feelings of residual guilt. She was, however, very much looking forward to a warm shower and a quick change of clothes. And something to eat.

Sliding in through the door, she closes it quietly behind her before slinking into the kitchen.]