[Fletcher is returning to the table where Russel is sitting, arms full of books, out of breath from hurrying so quickly. They've been in the library for a while, taking advantage of the fact that the dinosaurs are gone and the shutters won't be going up tonight.]

Brother, Brother, did you hear? Al is here!

[Groggily waking up here, and looking around. The communicator catches his attention and he blinks at the screen, wondering what the hell the thing is]

Prison? What?

[This…this can’t be right. He can’t be in prison, he has too much to do still! Admittedly, now he has his body back, that’s one less thing to do, but where on earth is his brother? Looking around, he doesn’t see Ed anywhere. Where is he...?]

Brother...? Where are you?

[Fiddles with the communicator for a moment, trying to figure it out. What’s going on here- huh? Recording...?] Hello? Can...people here me? What IS this thing?

Brother? Are you there?


((OOC: backdated slightly))

[OOC:backdated to not long after sunset]

Roxas!

Do you know what yesterday was?

[ [backdated slightly to] earlier in the evening shortly after dark, Lelouch can be found loitering at the base of the clocktower, his arm in a cast, peering up at it. or, more specifically, at suzaku, who is climbing/rappelling up the side of the tower]

[using the communicator to radio up to him on an encrypted private frequency] Let me know the moment you spot anything. I'm not sure it's beyond her to be leaving traps.

[he's very srs bizness, completely focused. come bother him]

[So Cielo has decided to take matters into his own hands. Truthfully, there might have been a better method of doing this, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Stripped down to only his black shorts, he's currently standing in the middle of sector 3... skin covered in bits of raw ground beef. What he couldn't get on him is in a package in one hand, while the ground around him is an absolute mess.]

COME ON OUT, RAPTAS! IT'S DINNA TIME!

[He whistles as though trying to call a dog.]

I--

[The transmission breaks off for a moment.]

--

[At about five AM, Matoi is wandering. She has a purpose, and seems to be completely ignoring everyone around her. There's a rope in her hand. It's rough, not broken in. But still. It will do. She's so tired. So tired of screwing up.]

[At least-- at least this might bring a smile to his face, towards the end.]

[And then she finds the perfect spot. There's a rock high enough to hoist herself and then allow herself to fall down. She ties the noose in the tree with uncanny purpose. She doesn't seem nearly as upset as she was before.]

[Resigned.]

[She steps up on the rock, looping the noose around her head. The rock is just high enough to let her. And then--]

[It hurts.]

[But she knows it won't last long.]