[He'd made it to shelter, he'd eaten and now he lay asleep on one of the common room's sofas well into the morning. He'd missed Sentience's announcement, his communicator clasped between his hands on his chest. He didn't fancy finding a room after stuffing himself on the goods in the kitchen, and in his wake he left things a disaster. A little of this, a little of that, he'd pretty much trashed the kitchen without remorse.

He no longer wore the waist-coat or cravat he arrived in, just his plain white shirt half unbuttoned and a thick rimmed pair of glasses, now askew on the bridge of his nose. Skin pale and his stigmata faded away, the only lingering traces of his nobility lay in his long and neatly kept hair, swept to one shoulder and still tied with a black silk ribbon.]

[[ooc; hay dere. Feel free to wake him/ be around as he wakes up/ sit on him/ go "omg!" at the mess he's making the little kawaii kitchen-bots clean up.]]

Why is this -- so difficult?

[no, he's not talking about Carmen. sometime after the kitchen has been cleaned up, thanks Tyki, Lelouch can be found there, struggling to do something as simple as peel vegetables. it's hard when you only have an arm and a half]

I'd complain about how anyone can expect me to cook without wine but all in all I think I see the wisdom of not trusting our residents with alcohol. [edged, and then, gentler but slightly measuring] Is everyone else keeping busy?

Anyone else find those flying toasters a bit unsettling? Bringing us here is one thing, but mucking with us in our sleep is just bad manners.

[Walking around, now heavily bandaged after a fight with Kamui which did not end well for Spike.]

[The butterfly pavilion was sort of nice. Not as relaxing as Conrad had hoped, but it was good to visit new places regardless.]

[He is sitting on the ground, not moving as the butterflies flutter around him. He has much to think about after yesterday, so much that his head aches with it all. Most observers shouldn't be able to tell that he's so troubled, unless they can read minds (he's still a little bitter about that) or they know him very well (speaking of bitterness...).]

[He doesn't have much else to do but worry, about Yuuri being out with Joshua, or about leaving Vash alone last night after what he said, or about Wolfram who he still needs to speak with.]

[Still, this is probably better than ripping apart training dummies or drowning in tequila.]


((OOC: He's very approachable and wants a distraction, so come one come all!))

[Xellos has positioned himself just outside one of the common rooms in Sector 0, his back against the wall. His usual amused grin is on his face and he's more than glad to inflict it on anyone who happens by.]

[One hand is raised, his index finger outstretched. Looped over his finger is a neatly made hangman's noose, the rope frayed just above the coil. His arm spins in even, small circles, twirling the noose around and around like a toy.]

[Why is he doing so, one might wonder? He welcomes your inquiry.]

[After having a grand time learning about baseball, Xion set out to explore Sector 5 for Nina. She's now discovered the ice rink and is trying out ice skating. Anyone watching will she her glide somewhat gracefully for a little bit, then fall over. Repeatedly. Despite the likelihood of bruising, she's smiling. Obviously, she's feeling much better than she did last night. Anyone who's seen her before may be surprised upon spotting the red bow she's got in her hair.

After a few crash-ridden circuits around the rink, she makes a public post:]

Does anyone know how to ice skate? [Followed the a grunt as she topples over again.]

[Her voice is just the slightest bit strained. If there, she's sitting curled up just outside of Sector 0] I was thinking that I want to move. Anyone is able to populate the apartments and buildings outside of Sector 0, right...? I'd like to.

Aidou-senpai, lets find a nice place. The raptors are gone, so it should be safe. [Light teasing] Don't worry, I'm sure I can protect you.

[Her voice becomes a bit more serious.] And this...is just a note in general. It really shouldn't need to be said. Sentience provides enough food to sustain and take care of everyone. There is no reason there should be any issues in sharing the supply, regardless of what it is. At least attempting to get along well with everyone here...I think is a good thing.

At the very least, the day has been fun so far. Thanks, Yuuri. Our first day out meeting everyone and practicing was a lot of fun.

[Shallot had spent most of his first days here staying out of sight. By day three he came to realize that the humans here weren't as bad as he was taught humans were. He did talk to a couple of them yesterday, in person no less, not to mention the ones over the voice network. They were all probably in a situation similar to his: kidnapped for ridiculous reasons.]

[Shallot, now in the library, has decided it's time to catch up on all of the reading he would have been doing had he been at home. The books here were different from the ones at home, but that wasn't a bad thing in the least. It was too bad all of the science related books were so big, though. Shallot managed to pull one out from the lowest shelf with a bit of effort and get it onto the floor. With both paws he got the book open and began to read.]


(OOC: Shallot is enjoying his book, but wouldn't mind if anyone who happened to be in the library wanted to talk to him. He's actually a little lonely. )

Hey, how come everyone lives in the central sector when there's so damn many houses out there?

I mean, yeah... some of 'em are pretty worn looking but if anyone asked I could fix 'em up.

Well that was fun. Hope you thought so as well, Yuuri. Just don't forget our new bet, hmm?

Since the rest of my day is open, any takers? I'm in the social mood today, dears. Take advantage of it.~


Remember... I love all sorts of games.



((ooc: Forward dated to whenever Joshua and Yuuri are done playing dress up!))