[Moji is all over the shopping district at the crack of dawn, because he's got a lot of catching up to do now that his ball and chain have been removed. His first stop is the clothing store, where he picks up a coat and some replacements for the rumpled, dirty dress shirt and pants in which he arrived.

After heading back to the shelter to change and eat, you can find him in the pet cafe, sitting cross-legged on the floor and absentmindedly petting a rabbit that has come to sit in his lap. He's still not sure about getting a pet, but he's seen how happy they've made other people, and he does need some form of close company. Surely he can allow himself that much.

Find him in either place and say hi, if you like!]

Wow, this place is awesome! A rink, an arcade, a movie theater - ! And check this out - I'm even doing laundry! [anyone who has ever done laundry before will pale at the amount of detergent Gino is throwing in] Anya should totally be here to see this.

I wonder if this makes me a real commoner now. [god, that would be so awesome.] I can't wait to check the entire place out later. The arcade first, then the theater! [and then maybe an exit, but he doesn't think he'll be that lucky.]

[pause] You know what else we should have here? A casino! One with all those light up slot machines. Now that would be really cool.

...bottom of the ocean. Again. Wonderful.

[ not the first time he's been down to the bottom, thanks to the fledgling initiative during world war ii. it is, however, the first time someone's tossed him down this far with the intents of holding him here for the crimes he's committed. he won't contest that he's deserving of this, given all he did during his soulless years, but the timing couldn't be worse. ]

You know, I really don't have time for this. Thanks, but no thanks for the accommodations. Bring down your hammer of justice another time. I've got more important things to do than indulge some Holier Than Thou on a quest for reparation. Been there, done that.

[ -- HOLD ON A SECOND. ]

Eloquois Ocean. What dimension is this?

[A voice comes on to the feed, quiet and a bit shaky.]
Um, is this really a prison?

It's...nothing like the prisons I've seen pictures of back home. Prisons are supposed to have cells, and metal bars, and everyone...wears...jumpsuits.

[She gives a little, quivery sigh.]

If you've really sent a double in my place, I really hope she does a good job.

I was kind of in the middle of saving...a whole lot of people. Maybe everyone in the world.

[She quietly adds, mostly to herself:] Even then, on my birthday?

[As his face appears on the feed, little Ciel Phantomhive clears his throat, evidently about to say something important, hence the throat-clearing.]

After much consideration, I have decided to extend an invitation to all the homeless or home-seeking inmates of Marina to my manor in sector five. There is plenty of room within. [Plenty.] However, I do wish for an interview beforehand. I will not let just anyone to live here, so certain qualities must be fulfilled.

Please visit me at any time during the day if you are interested. Please note that I am highly interested in those who enjoy cooking, cleaning, gardening or all three. It is not required, however, to meet this criteria.

[Pauses, as if he's about to turn the camera off, but then he turns and offers a small smile to all of Marina. A very convincing one at that. He's been working on it.]

I look forward to your visit.

((OOC: If you had plans to shove your character into Ciel's manor, here's the place! If you're homeless and just kind of want a random place to stay, do it here! I'm willing to plot out OOCly and right here in the thread as well~))

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.)

[ A short while before the prom is scheduled to get underway, Minako and Orihime take up their posts: lurking at the main avenue into the prom, looking for their victims! The two girls are hanging around outside, looking for solo arrivals and third wheels that they can put together into couples for the big event! ]

[ If you wander too near them, you might hear them calling out to you -- or find them grabbing your arm -- or notice them dragging someone else over to you with big smiles on their faces. ]



((ooc: In this post, introduce yourself to your designated date for the evening! Here is the list of partners, and you can direct questions there!

It would be great if you put your names in the subject of the first comment so that your partner recognizes you. ♥ There is also an optional thread for Minako or Orihime or both to wrangle you~! You can handwave it if you prefer. Please limit threads here to the actual matchmaking, not just socializing: Minako and Orihime will also be at the prom for your friendly chatting needs.))

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.))

[Ahem, ahem. Please allow this white-haired NOT!TWILIGHT sparklyvampire noble to delicately clear his throat and gaze at the communication device with the intensity of...something really. Intense. He isn't sulking, we should make this clear at the outset. Nor is he on the verge of a minor temper tantrum. Don't be ridiculous.]

If- [FROOOOOWN] If my transgressions are indeed worthy of lifelong imprisonment, I shall answer for them without complaint, as is befitting a noble. What's done is done, and I stand by my actions. [Pause. Even breaths!] I do, however, object to the manner in which my sentence was passed, behind closed doors and behind my back. At least have the decency to convict me while I am present at the trial.

[To add insult to injury, these communicators are absolutely HIDEOUS. But remember, kiddies, he's not having a tantrum. His eyebrow is twitching a little, though. Just a little.]

Barbaric.

[The frown could almost be a scowl now.]

I do hope you haven't detained Seira in a similar fashion.

[ MARINA. Look at your man, now back to Shuri. Your man is not Shuri, and you are probably thankful for that. But your man could be Shuri! ... He seems to have given up on sulking for a little bit and is finally peeking out to talk. ]

So they kidnap us and have a prom before we know anyone to ask? [ HUFF. The very idea! Why, if he were home, he'd have people lined up to take him! Or so the furrow of his brows and pout to his lips suggest. No matter. He... clearly hasn't paid much mind to anything said other than 'prom' and 'dates'.

but certainly that can't be any different here. after all, he's a sparkly attractive young man! ] Well. I suppose I'm available. If they're going to kidnap us then they should at least provide entertainment until Papa comes!

[The man on screen shouldn't cut a formidable figure, all legs and arms and skinny as he is, with wild hair and Chucks, of all things, matched with a semi-casual suit. Yet, somehow, he gives the impression of great age and authority, even when the viewer knows that in this place, any power he might have could mean next to nothing. He takes a deceptively casual stance, leaning against a convenient tree, his arms crossed loosely in front of his chest. His tone is equally as casual, conversational and almost friendly, though if one pays careful attention, one might notice the sharp edge of anger underneath.]

I really ought to be very cross with you lot, but I'm finding it a bit difficult considering you had the decency to save my life after you kidnapped me. Granted, that may have been partially an act of self-preservation on your part. Can't have your prisoners wiping out a good portion of their immediate surroundings when they die, can you? How did you manage that, by the way? I distinctly remember dying one moment, and then the next ... I'm not.

But! I digress. Who do I see about getting this new fashion accessory of mine removed? Acumen, wasn't it? A ball and chain really isn't me, literally or figuratively. It seems rather excessive, honestly, considering the other security measures in place, not to mention you didn't bother with one when I got here. Why now, all of a sudden? I assure you, I cannot hold my breath long enough to attempt to swim to the surface.

Oh. And one other thing. Think very, very carefully before answering. What did you do with Rose?

[When he finally cracks his eyes open, he doesn't recognize the ceiling he’s staring up at. For one, heart-stopping moment, he’s deathly afraid that he’s back in the Organization, being patched up for some ungodly reason. Or, worse, being experimented on yet again. The last thing he remembers is telling M-21 that he has to live, for all of their sake.]

[The message is something he takes in more slowly, and when he finally finishes reading, a sardonic grin curls at his lips.]

So even guys like me can get a second chance… [He laughs, but that makes his chest hurt, so he shuts up pretty quickly. He grudgingly shifts a hand to feel the bandages that have been wrapped there. So they’d saved his life, when he was supposed to die. He isn’t sure how he feels about it. Hell. As long as M-21 is safe. As long as he’s free. Really, isn’t that all that matters?]

That’s some technology, helping to patch up a broken heart… literally. [Goddamn it, he really had to stop chuckling. It felt like someone was taking a hammer to his ribs...]

((OOC: M-24 is in the hospital! He is restrained, but he probably needs anywhere from one to three days to fully recover. Heart punctures are terrible.))

[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!]