When did I wake up back here again? And I can't find Mikage around either.

Allen? Lavi? Kairi?

I guess it's a little much to ask if anyone I know is still around.

[Teito is resting against one of the trees, nodding off for an afternoon nap. He had taken off the headset in order to sleep more comfortably. That makes it a prime target for someone else to steal. Or, well, try to. A little dragon is nibbling on the thing, trying to drag it. In the process the furball flips on the feed. He tries to drag it again and succeeds for a few inches. Now Teito is also in the feed, but the fyuulong just isn't satisfied with this and attempts to knock it over with a headbutt.

So now the screen is all inverted. Thanks for that. Noticing this is a harder task than what it had originally thought, the pink thing runs over to Teito, tugging on a sleeve with a "Pyyyaaaaa!" Out of habit, Teito rubs the little dragon's head.

...Then his eyes snap open and look down, but the dragon runs back over to the headset and paws at it. Scrambling over, Teito picks up both headset and dragon.]

Don't break it, Mikage!

...so much for going home.

This crime list is so bogus. I'm a good guy! Good guys don't go to prison! We're supposed to put the bad guys in prison! Aww maaaaan...

This is so not fair...


((Whiney BB is whiney. Also tags will be sporadic until I get home))

[After listening to over the communicator for a while, she decides it might be time to say something. She can't stand feeling alone, and talking to people always made her feel better. If you knew her, this would be a lot more subdued than she normally sounds.]

Um, hello? My name’s Rinoa. I just arrived today so, I thought I’d better introduce myself! I’ve been listening for a little while now and, a lot of you sound so nice, which -- I guess I wasn't expecting. Though, I guess this does seem more like a Garden than a prison...

Oh - thank you for the welcome basket! It was really helpful. Especially the pamphlet, I‘d have been - er [slightly nervous laugh]- a bit lost without it.

[The feed clicks on to show Charley looking as serious as ever.]

Good morning. For anyone who doesn't know I am Charley Chrishunds and I will be teaching the class on religion. I'm having a bit of a late start but the first class will be held tomorrow afternoon. I welcome anyone to come.

[He clears his throat.]

Now for the real point of this broadcast. I've been trying to figure out how to best go about teaching religion, but because there are so many different ones I'm asking anyone who may be interested what religion they would like to learn more about. Whether it be one from your world, or one you heard about from someone else. Whatever the case I would appreciate the input. Thank you for your time.

[The feed clicks off.]

[The feed clicks on to show a battered but mostly intact Ling somewhat smiling into the camera behind the backdrop to the shelter common room, moved there so the clean-up in Sector 5 could progress.]

Don't suppose anyone saw a young man about yea high with blond hair and blue eyes running around late last night did ya? I just want to make sure he was alright after that creature attacked us...

[All he wanted to know was if Len was still around when the computer sent everyone back home. Wasn't much to ask was it? Not knowing was going to make his food taste sour and there was no telling how long Greed was gonna take to recover after taking so many hits last night. That'd be the worst. Mid-bite when the homunculus woke up. Worst day ever.]

[Midori's found the Pet Cafe.]

[It was only a matter of time, really. She's kneeling in a corner, attended by three kittens in various stages of affection and consistent thwarted attempts at crawling up her.]

[Giggling, she dislodges the grey one from its grip on her dress for the umpteenth time, setting it down, and moves to attend to the ginger one, meowing plaintively and butting its forehead against her hand.]

[Ciel is sleeping in late. He gave specific orders to Sebastian to let him sleep longer than normal...and that is mostly because he doesn't want to wake up and face the fact that his father is gone. Again. It's taken him three years to get to the point where he is only a brooding little Victorian child. But now that yesterday happened...he's been set back a little. Just the knowledge that his father came back from death and then went back just to die...it seemed so unfair.]

[So as the boy begins to stir, he reaches over to his desk for his ring...but then he accidentally knocks his communicator to the floor. Of course, it hits those magical buttons so that a video of a startled, sleepy Ciel appears on your screen. He doesn't realize right away that it's on video, but he probably will when he starts hearing voices from it.]

Stupid thing...

[Sits up a little and takes his ring. Slides it onto his thumb and caresses it ever so slightly. He shows this to everyone who is watching. Everyone who is watching also gets a nice fancy view of his normally-hidden eye. The contract doesn't appear over it, seeing as Sebastian is currently attending to other business...but the other eye is a pink-purplish color as opposed to his normally deep-blue. Both of his eyes narrow as he stares down at his ring.]

Father...

[[OOC: /Works on bringing activity up.]]

[Dressed in her school uniform, Kairi seemed to be out and about. Already walking down a street. More than likely set out for the library if anyone knew her well enough. The strap of her bag can be seen as well, cutting firmer into her shoulder than usual. As if to confirm that she might have her work really cut out for her. Despite that, she was addressing anyone who happened to see her with a curious expression.]

There really were a lot of new faces the other day. But I've heard that there were familiar ones, too! Did anyone get a chance to see any friends of theirs? Did you get the chance to have a good time together?

Also, I was thinking of going out, well, "shopping" after school. Would anyone be interested in going? [Because she could still get pretty lost around there. But for some reason, she was really in the mood to go out and just nose around. Blame Selphie's shopping sprees.]

[Still very much trained to be up early, even before the day officially starts. This morning Teito is on a mission: to be at the beach before anyone else would get there. He's visited before, but never actually allowed himself to try out the water there. The reason behind an early morning visit it simple: he doesn't want to be seen. How embarrassing is it for him to be fifteen and never actually play in the water like this? To play around like a child when the things that he's seen would make grown men terrified?

It's very, very embarrassing for one Teito Klein.

The temperature won't bother him, since Raggs is much colder and Teito doesn't actually have a sense for temperature. Or so Hakuren's told him. The mark on his back? Only a memory of what had once been. He might be a little mindful of it, but as he strips down to just swimming attire, he could care less.

Hey. Even teens get to act like kids sometimes.]

[ He's seated on the edge of a rooftop. His night vision is fine, more than fine actually. He can see anything and anyone clearly without the help of lights. The few days Shiba's been in Marina are blurred together. Just one interesting thing after another. He had chuckled at the newcomers in the morning. To think that he had been in their position just a few days ago. ]

[ But the real highlight of the day was Sakura. Shiba flicks on his lighter, the tiny flash of light startling against the darkness. Poor thing. He'd have to see her tomorrow and maybe catch her in the morning when no one else was around. There'd be no murderous guardian with knives and while that was no fun, it made things a little easier for him.]

[ For now he'll sit here with his cigarette and watch for somebody to come by. ]

EDIT: warning. now with plushie violence. |D

[There's not much point in pretending anymore, really... everyone really does seem to be from some other world, as strange as it is to admit. And if anyone from the Fire Nation were here, they would be just as lost as Katara. So she drops the pretense.]

My bending isn't working right. I can't do a thing to the water outside the dome. Is it supposed to be that way?

[The feed clicks on first showing Axel wrapping a white bandage around his palm and fingers before he pulls on his leather glove again and picks up the ice cream he set down on the ledge.]

What's your reason for living?

[He sounds amused, just a little, but it doesn't exactly show on his face. He wouldn't be surprised if he gets called out for asking this, but, hey, it doesn't matter, right?

You'll find him alone on top of the clock tower, quietly, almost forlornly watching the sun set as it normally should, and rather than eat the ice cream he'd gotten for himself he's holding it over his bent knee, letting it melt and drip off of the ledge without care for whoever it could hit down below. So, hey, heads up.]



((ooc: I think he and I are both curious.))

[He doesn’t notice the change in scenery quite yet, his vision is blurred and it’s somewhat of a struggle for him to fully open his eyes, but he manages it.]

Brother…?

[As his vision clears up he looks around, trying to figure out where he is and how he got there. If you look hard enough you might notice a slightly panicked expression on his face, but it’s hidden well and only really noticeable to those that are looking for it.]

Where is this place?

[Finally noticing the welcome basket and the brochure, he reads over the information, taking note of the communicator on his head as he reads about it. He also takes note about the section on taking people from different timelines, which explains how he’s here and not dead from overuse of his Geass, and the names of the ones who wrote it.

[He stands quickly, grimacing at the ball and chain attached to his leg making moving around slightly more difficult. He’s quick to figure out exactly how to work the communicator and wastes no time in turning on the video feed. His expression is unreadable, but he makes sure that it’s not so devoid of emotion that it should allow the other inmates to distrust him.]

Ah, hello, Marina. Could anybody tell me how to get in contact with Acumen? I’d like to speak with it about this chain attached to my leg. [Refrains from mentioning Lelouch. If he wants to speak with Rolo he'll do so on his own.]

So... Yesterday wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.

It was still strange though.

Do a little daaaaance.

[Suddenly, more demanding,] OBEY. [GIR laughs while he orders some angry bots to escort every single one of you to one of the parks. Fighting back will only result in punishment...and believe him, you don't want to know what GIR has cooked up for you then.

While you walk you may notice that dawn has suddenly become night again, the lighting is still working though it's all very...vibrantly colored and disco-y--maybe a strobe light here and there--and that the once peaceful silence has turned into blaring techno.

GIR starts to sniffle happily.]

Y-you're all so beautiful.



( OOC info under the cut! )

Oh wow. Is it supposed to be this dark?

[ Shiba's just creeping around in the shelter, trying to find his way around. ]

Hi everybody... not to put a damper on anyone's afternoon but... I just had a question.

[ Pause. Deep breath. ]

Um... where's the blood gone?


((ooc: I'll be going to bed soon, but threadjacking is a-ok with me.))

[Video] (Backdated to the late afternoon)

[Kairi's face could mostly be made out in her feed. After a run in with the "nasty ma", she was learning to be a little more discreet about her whereabouts. Of course, logically? If she really wanted to play it safe, she should have just stuck with audio-- but she wasn't that worried. It might have even been just a precaution for the sake of her newly acquainted friends around the prison.

Her face seemed a little fallen. Concerned.]

Has anyone seen Sora? He was supposed to meet me hours ago. I'm starting to get a little worried.

[Action] (Later in the evening)

[Kairi swung her legs as she sat on a bench. She was at the beach again. That had been where she had agreed to meet with Sora-- and where she had been stuck waiting for him for hours upon end. There were plenty of times during that waiting period that she had thought to leave. People needed her help back at the hospital. Despite all her time that she put in there, she felt that she might still be needed. She had actually been kicked out because they had felt she was working too hard, but she couldn't help it. Being useful to people, being able to help instead of hinder as she before. The sense of satisfaction was charming to her.

Still. She stayed...

When she had first come there, the sun was far overhead. Now though... it was starting to dip away. She shuffled her feet in the sand and sighed. Just a few more minutes....]

(ooc: I've heard that my text was ungodly small 'cause my modifications fooled me into thinking it was a reasonable size, so I apologize for that and hope my tags are more forgiving on the eyes from now on!)

[Unfortunately, Tear hadn't shown up for training. It wasn't all that concerning, but a bit disappointing. Still, it wasn't going to stop Conrad from his daily regimen of sword practice. Today he's decided to forgo the dojo and practice in the park, liking the thought of fresh air.]

[Not wanting to be of concern to passersby, Conrad's real sword is still sheathed at his hip. He's using one of the wooden practice blades from the dojo to execute his impressive series of exercises. He brought along a few spares too, just in case, but any company is welcome.]