[Hello, Marina! Allen was tired and distracted and sad last night, and he vacated the hospital and accidentally left Tim behind. Timcanpy doesn't want to stay in a hospital without Allen! Lavi is okay but he's gone too, and that just leaves Jun and Kanda, and Tim doesn't even like them! So here's a little gold golem fluttering through the dome at about waist-height. He keeps pausing, looking around, seeming confused.

[Have you seen his boy?]


((ooc: you can encounter Timcanpy anywhere. all cats love to chase Timcanpy, and you can do pretty much whatever you like to him, because he will just regenerate. have fun))

[It's late at night, but the darkness is no barrier to the great Snow Leopard. Tharaman is uneasy, having not overly adjusted yet to this place and becoming slightly annoyed with having to be here. The monsters awhile ago, that strange...thing who had taken over. And there were so many young ones here...it wasn't right.

He paces along the streets, restless and just keeping moving. He longs for the snow of home, or of the Icemark. Thirrin needs him...why is he here?

Hmph. He snorts slightly, a hiss just contained from escaping him. Tharaman isn't in a good mood. A distraction would be appreciated.]

[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.]

[Probably the first thing that comes across the communicators is a roar of anger and confusion. The communicator is knocked off the Snow Leopard's head and goes rolling across the ground before being stopped by a giant paw. The device records what appears to be some kind of animal sniffing at it suspiciously before leaving it alone.

Another roar echoes, before very clear, apparently totally human speech can be heard] Bellorum! If this is another one of your tricks, it will not hold me.

[For now though, Tharaman settles near the basket that he'd found, looking through it. Perhaps it had some inkling of what this place was...]


((He will reply to voice/video replies, but he probably won't trust the comm much l3

Oh! And without the comm, he only understands English *nods*))