[Allelujah was simply following behind the bot, finally just letting it do its job. Perhaps if he cooperated..fully...he'd soon have the ball and chain off. It had been almost three days now, hadn't it?

He just had to get through it. He was no stranger to that mentality, though this time around he was actually aware of the passage of time.

At least he'd been led to what he recognized as a library. While reading through the whole period of 'education', which he understood to be the purpose, was a little dull, he had some hope of finding something on this prison, or something else to take his mind off being a captive.

With the bot nearby, he picked out a couple books that might have something interesting within their pages, he dragged the ball and chain behind him as he went to have a seat.]

Hmm... This Valentine's Day thing...

[ Everyone's been talking about it lately, and Kakashi's just curious. He's gotten his share of chocolate and cards and girls chasing him around when he was very young, but it's been a while since he's had to deal with this... holiday. If you can even call it a holiday. ]

It seems like everyone's really excited about it. What's the big deal?

[Takami does not reveal his name, but just believes that it is necessary to ask this simple question. He disguises his voice by speaking at a lower pitch than he usually does, although he is sure that he is fallible, it doesn't hurt to gather some information.]

Is killing justifiable? Please justify your claim regarding said matter.

If anyone is curious as to why I am asking, I am merely gathering data. If you do not wish to have your thoughts viewed by anyone else, I am capable of making conversations private. The technology here is slightly more enhanced than mine back home, but it is manageable.

[ there is quite a pause after Suzaku opens the channel; taking a breath, bracing himself, all of that. but it can't be avoided. yesterday's conversations made that very clear. and damn it all, it shouldn't be avoided. there's nothing bad about this. kids -- need to know. it's for their own good, it's healthy, it's necessary for their safety. but it still takes him a moment to work up the necessary... courage. ]

Good morning, everyone. [ because he is talking to all of you, and he doesn't want anyone to tune him out. ] It's -- come to my attention that there are... a lot of people here, too many people, who don't know something they need to.

Most of you are young, but there are probably some older people, too, who don't really know this. So I'm opening myself up to anyone -- anyone -- who has any questions...

[ one final inwards breath, and he says it, a bit more loudly than he means to: ]

About sex.

[The voice feed cuts in halfway through a frustrated noise.]

Don't, Itachi.

( Don't? But I thought you said I could do it if I enjoyed it? )

((OOC: Red is Itachi's voice.

ETA: *cough* uh, for those of you wondering about the "otouto-sama" nonsense, Itachi is trollin. See thread for reference.))

Good morning, criminals! Today marks the forty-seventh day of the third generation. It should be a warm, sunny day, and those of you who are recovering from last night are encouraged to spend some time outdoors and enjoy it. I would like to inform everyone who might not be aware that the threat has been handled. It is most regrettable that such a thing happened, but this is precisely why this system does not bring criminals back from the dead.

I have one last, fairly significant code adjustment to make to this system. Please bear with me if I cannot converse with you this morning. If you require my input, please feel free to come visit the kiosk in Sector 1, and I will address your concerns there. Thank you for your understanding.

[This is just not Sasuke's day.

He had thought that today would be productive. Today was the day that he got rid of his shackles and got back his powers, which meant that today was also the day he started seriously thinking about how to get the hell out of this place.

But now Sasuke had slightly more pressing issues at hand. Like figuring out how the hell he is going to get through the rest of the evening without anyone else noticing that his ears are gone.

Sasuke doesn't know what the hell he was supposedly thinking about - apparently, his cat ears were broken or something, because nothing he was thinking was in any way out of the ordinary. They just fell off when he was minding his own business, scolding Kakashi for being a pervert, not thinking anything even remotely out of the ordinary, and out of nowhere, the damn things just fell off. Sasuke hadn't thought anything even slightly unusual, so either his ears were defective or the whole thing about them falling off when someone thought something "naughty" Sasuke wasn't sure what definition of "naughty" was being applied here, but he has been careful all day not to think about anything that might be considered criminal - no thinking about violence, no thinking about escaping, nothing.

But they fell off anyway. And unless he wants everyone to think of him as a moral deviant (which he is), he needs to think of a good way to avoid people.

He could just go home, of course.

Except going home would lead to going to see Itachi, and seeing Itachi might lead to a conversation with Itachi. A conversation about Sasuke's ears, and losing them, and what he was thinking about when he lost them. And Sasuke is not really very excited to have that conversation.

And anyway, he's wasted the day away. So he might as well just explore all night.

Right - he's exploring. Not avoiding Itachi. Exploring.]

This boredom is unacceptable. What is considered 'allowable' in terms of 'entertainment'?

[Private to Lenalee Lee]
I hope that you found my little gift, and that it was to your liking.

[ooc: The gift is contained in this and was left in a box outside her living quarters with only a note with her name on it. Unsigned otherwise.]

Don't- don't anyone come near me right now.

["Zero" looking...very uncomfortable. It's hard resisting all these delicious smells, okay!]

But I wanted to ask.

[A very serious "Zero" expression into the screen. He's so, so serious, guys.]

Ask me to do something- anything. I need a distraction.

[ooc | Bodyswitched with Zero. Did not handle suddenly lusting for blood very well... and is still trying to manage. Not that he really cares haha, just more in consideration for Zero than his own moral virtues. But on another note- he'll save all these "requests" people give him for when they switch back :)]

[The sound of a frantic, angry, cursing man can be heard through the communicator. His words aren’t very clear, but what can be made out sounds a lot like “Christine” and “that damn Persian”.

The man is pacing around, trying to figure out what just happened and where he was, paying no attention to the fact that the answers were in front of him, coming down from the headset on him.]

How can this have happened? Christine was just in front of me, my hands were around her neck and~

That damn Persian tried to warn me not to do anything stupid with her and now look what I’ve gotten myself into!

[He trailed off, not wanting to admit what he had just been about to do. Finally, with his rant coming to a pause, he notices the fact that his mask had been replaced without his realizing it along with the headset he was now wearing.]

What is this thing? Some sort of futuristic letter?

[He begins to read the words in front of him and begins to laugh maniacally.]

An asylum?

They’re just now feeling the need to bring me here, when I’m about to kill one girl for taking off my mask? How ridiculous!

[Erik is quite aware that the fact that he was about to kill Christine isn’t funny, but rather the fact that he was sent here now rather than when he was in Persia, killing merely because the khanum was bored, was what he found to be utterly hysterical. ]

(OOC: It has been brought to my attention that not everyone may have read my OOC post for Erik's intro. While I was only about to find icons that had the play and movie versions of him, he looks like he's described in the books. This means that rather than having a half mask like in the icons, he has a full mask with only his mouth showing from the bottom.)

[ The image on screen shudders on. It's a shaky image -- tilting, turning, catching flashes of the ground, a ball and a chain, before being partially obscured by a black gloved finger. A moment later, the screen turns again and a white animal mask -- a wolf or a hound or a dog of some kind -- with red markings and slits for eyes fills the screen, haphazard silver hair sticking up every which way behind it. ]

Hmm...

[ The quiet hum gives away that he's male, young -- possibly in his late teens or early twenties. Though there's no way to determine his features, by the set of his shoulders, it appears that he's strangely relaxed and calm, given the circumstances. ]