Good afternoon, boys and girls! We're feeling a little restless today. Anyone here feel like a little sparring? We promise we won't bite--at least too hard. [They're prowling about on the large, grassy field, enjoying the sensation underneath their sensitive skin.]

Rules will be set, of course, and anyone is welcomed to come and watch! You can find us at the athletic complex. Ta-ta. [Satisfied, all they have to do now is wait. Surely someone will show up to take them on their challenge!]

[Private | Voice to Ava] We do hope you'll be coming to watch! Say, do you think we could sell tickets to this sort of thing? [Not that they have much use for money, but still! Maybe they could convince Acumen to build a real school.]

[OOC: Same drill as usual! Anyone and everyone is welcome! Only consensual fights, plz; Venom doesn't need to make the DF even more angry with them!]

[Anyone who looks up today will see Sakura flying all over the dome. She saw the empty room this morning (just like yesterday) and maybe it was the neatly made bed, the absence of shoes and clothes, the fact that it seemed like her brother was never there that made her run outside and pull out Fly Card.]

[He can't be gone. Not like that! Why would Acumen do that to her- He can't be gone.]

[Her breath is coming up in short gasps, but she forces herself to keep on flying. If she looks hard enough she'll find him. She would, she definitely would.]

[ooc: feel free to catch Sakura everywhere!]

Hey. [ a chuckle, tired-sounding and wry, like a man indulging in his own private joke. ]

So who remembers their dreams?

Acumen's systems tick over to midnight, and somewhere in the depths of the holding facility, dozens of little silver spheres shiver and come to life. They rise up into the air, dangling little bouquets of mistletoe, and hover in waiting for the door to open again. And when it does, they swoop out and work their way into the dome proper, making it out just in time for daybreak.

Now they're scattered all over the dome, Anissina's gifts and Eggman's souvenirs. They're seeking out people to bring together in the holiday spirit...

Whether they like it or not!


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( closed to big brother! )

[switches her communicator on after a moment]

Merry Christmas Eve! [beaming] I had this idea - [wait she shouldn't say it out loud] I mean, I'd like to know what everyone's favorite flowers are. Mine are sakura blossoms!

[filtered from Lelouch]

Especially for Lelouch-san... Does anyone know what his favorite is?

You know, I don't think the snow is all that bad now.

[ Filter; Sakura Kinomoto]

Sakura-chan? Thanks. The cookies were delicious.


Are you staying indoors? It's pretty cold out there.

[ papers rustling; distinctly unamused voice ]

... this isn't funny. I need to get back to work.

[Bundled up against the freezing weather, Xion's sitting quietly on a bench near the graveyard. It's a rather grim place for sitting, but it suits her mood. She just...needs to think.]

[[OOC:Placeholder until I finish my project, won't tag back until tomorrow. I'll probably add more Xionthoughts then, too.]

[ the feed starts up to a rather wide-eyed face. the shot itself is skewed, tilted at an odd angle, and only just focused on his face. he doesn't seem to be looking directly at the screen; his gaze is just the slightest bit off. ]

Has power gone out? The lights don't work. I can't even tell if this damn thing is working either.

Is anyone else experiencing problems?

[ the area behind him is brightly lit; it looks like the area by the library. his tone is an irritable one, but there's a hint of something else bubbling up there. panic? ]


(ooc: struck blind and without a sense of taste. aw yeah.)

[Saki's stepped up from hiding in her house. Unable to take the stale air and ugly curtains for a third day in a row, she fled to the well-lit and airy expanse of the library.]

[Anyone who ventures toward the back will find her sitting against the far wall, a book balancing precariously across her lap. On one side of her is a pad of yellow lined paper and a pen. The other side, her shed coat lying in a heap and her communicator sitting on top it, wholly ignored. She doubts she'll be needing it today.]


((OOC: Saki's been deprived of speech! Clearly she needs to be poked. Closed thread with Lavi.))

[Here's Sakura in her cheerleading uniform waving energetically!]

Hello everyone! I know that I missed the last baseball game, so I'll do my best to prepare for the next one to make up for it. Anyone can play - and it's fun. Oh, and if anyone would like to join the cheerleading team then all you have to do is talk to Yuuri-san or Josak-san or...me I guess! It's really fun so - I hope you join!

[YOU KNOW YOU WANNAAAAA. if anyone's coming by the athletic complex they'll see Sakura twirling her baton like a champion 8D.]

[filtered to the DF]

[t-takes her a moment to make this filter but when she's finished]

Hi Suzaku-san! Are you busy right now?

...[So he woke up this morning and found out he'd managed to sleep through an entire day. He didn't think he'd used that much energy. But, even so, Jun's voice doesn't really sound sleepy, just deadpan, and he's bored...bored, and a little bit curious.]

This is a bit of an odd question to ask out of the blue, but since everyone is from different worlds, what kind of music do you listen to? Well, if you listen to music at all.

[...That last sentence pains him, but he has to include it.] Also, is music an everyday part of life, or is it mostly just for special occasions?

[ooc: Tags will be slow, BUT I WILL GET THEM, GORRAMMIT. >:O I MEANS IT. Also, consider this blanket permission to threadjack all over this post if you should feel like it. Cheers.]

[ Himawari is holding a giant book titled 'ASTROLOGY AND YOU'. She seems very intent on whatever line she's reading, before she finally puts it down with a cheerful smile. ]

I used to read my horoscope every day in the newspaper back home. I know that a lot of people don't believe in astrology and sign reading, but I think it's a fun hobby! If not sometimes accurate!

[ Flips to the Sagittarius page. BEAM SPARKLE BEAM ] My birthday's on November 27, so that makes me a Sagittarius! How about you? I can read your sign for you too if anyone would like me to.

[ it's a half-sleepy voice on the system here, with the slur of one who's spent a little too much time out of sleep's embrace.

he knows he's really pushing it if he can think on poetic junk like that. ]

This place 's still as charming as ever.

[ a pause, as if considering this next bit. ]

I can't remember where m' room is. We still allowed to pick 'n choose, or is Ac'men-san makin' us ask persimmon now? [ another pause. ] Permission.


(ooc: open to action for those around the shelter area.)

[ when the feed starts up, it's to the view of jacket lapels, and a red tie half-obscured by a plain gray scarf. that may be a glimpse of the library, just at the edge of the image. ]

At least the weather is controlled now. How long is this supposed to last, again?

[ it doesn't sound like he's expecting an answer. the image drops down, focusing on the pavement at his feet before he begins to walk. it cuts out a moment later. ]

((ooc: open action post as well. i'll tag back once i return from work ;e;))

Well! So many new people today! I must say that this is quite the opportunity to pose a question.

Do any of you have any specific wishes? How many of you are expecting a birthday soon? Or perhaps over the holiday season you'll be wanting something? I simply can't just sit here without granting some things for you. Do tell me. Come, now, don't be shy, tell me all that you want. Princess Nunnally, perhaps? Or Ms. Kurosu? [A light laugh.]

Mm...oh, yes. [And now she will add with a touch of sympathy,] Xion, darling, I'm afraid I was unable to find your friend. I hope you had better luck than I.

[It takes her a few minutes to find the name she had written down, amidst everything she had hastily shoved into one garbage bag.]

Uh -- Gino Weinberg, head of the Defense Force? I need to talk to you.



((OOC: This post is open, albeit with eventual hackable privacy filters being set up. Also, no guarantees on a warm reception, either; someone's in a mood.))

[ The screen is greeted by an annoyed face. It's very annoyed. It's extremely annoyed. It's the face of a man exhausted and simultaneously struck with a great indignity indeed. ]

Whoever messed around with both my lunch and my room is in for it. Isn't the 'warden' supposed to keep it's precious inmates in relatively good health?

[ His scowl deepens, and his eyes narrow in mingled weariness and pain. ]

Where's the nearest first-aid station? I don't need a migraine on top of all this.

//Filtered to the Defense Force and Rise//

To those of you on the Defense Force, and to Rise-chan, it is imperative that I speak to all of you at some point today. I know recent circumstances will leave you with other matters on your plate, but this is of some importance. I also ask that this be allowed to take place in a single meeting and that Rise-chan be present, since this concerns her as well.

//end filter//

//Filtered to Adachi//

Adachi-san. We need to talk.

//end filter//

I've just been wondering. You know, curiosity and all that. Just to pass the time.

If you were ever to leave this place, what's the first thing you'd do when you got back to the surface? Or home or wherever?