Characters: Ryohei, Lussuria (CLOSED)
Location: Sector 6, athletic complex, fields
Time: Back-dated to early morning, just after the announcement.
Warnings: Um. Character abuse and death.

[Kunou's travels have landed him in the park. No matter that he was seeking the training dojo, as advised by Emperor Fou-Lu, because a noble samurai must be aware of his surroundings, irrelevant to the destination.]

[Suddenly, his musings lead to a deduction! And he speaks, as is customary, aloud, thus notifying the entire facility of the results of his genius!]

...Having spent long hours in a quest to seek out a dojo in which I might welcome a solace from the trial that this experience hath inflected upon this great warrior, it occurs to me. How am I to train when I lack my trusty bokken? For it has been stolen, spirited away by the unseen entity who holds me in thrall! It is enough even to make my lion's heart weep, for a Master without his weapon is lost, adrift in the desolate wasteland without so much as a hope of rescue!

But I shall endure! Never fear my loves, for it taketh an act equal to the power of the gods themselves to deter the will of Tatewaki Kunou!

((OOC: yeah, he's talking to himself. Anyone who wants to be pontificated to death, have at!))

[a little winded. he's been walking briskly]

I was just admiring our gardens in Sector 4. Who is it working on them again? Fletcher and Marluxia...? And I seem to recall Yuuki was interested in visiting there, but I don't know if she ever had the chance...


[filtered to the code geass cast minus shirley]

I was just at the kiosk and and the AI won't respond to anything I say. After statements made earlier, I suspect trouble.

We should prepare for anything. Consolidate into the same length of hallway as soon as possible. Rolo is missing, as is Sgt. Grants, so our defenses are lighter than before and we'll have to tighten up.

Hide your weapons -- keep only small knives on your person. But I need Suzaku to find the biggest knife available in the kitchen and bring it back to the room. The rest of you should stockpile some canned or pre-cooked food, and clothing.

And move your furniture near the doors.

Kallen. Protect Shirley. [curt]

[ The tiny ten-year-old might have been a bit of an introvert, but in such a new place, there was no way he was going to just stay in one spot the whole time. He might prefer to be left alone, but it didn't cancel out his curiosity. So, Ritsuka had wandered from the room in Sector Zero he had awoken in and decided to wander around; explore really. Maybe he would find some books. Preferably of the psychology and philosophy variation?

A medical patch on his cheek, beneath a violet colored eye covered a small abrasion. A little wrist and arm, wounded by the brutal heat of an iron, was swathed securely with gauze and even that was hidden under the sleeve of his attire. Little knuckles wrapped up in various band-aids, and a plethora of bruises and more bandages covered bits of him even under his clothes.

The child had a tendency to turn the other way if he saw someone, or make it a point to walk as far away from them as possible; eyes glued on the floor, kitten ears against his hair, and tail swaying with discontent. He had been through Sector Zero, and slow yet uninterestedly through Sector One, and now, he made his way towards the second. His gaze shifting up uncomfortably from the ground should either human ears or the feline ones catch any noise of another living creature. ]





(OoC: i hope this is okay.. ritsuka really doesn't socialize much, so, um... i thought, this'd be another way to maybe meet some people? if you/your character wants to interact with him, that is? um, -nervouuuswhoa.- if it isn't, i can delete it? .. 'kay. ^^; )

[ retracing the steps from the shelter to the hospital, keeping his eyes open despite being sure nothing would appear. nothing out of the ordinary, even when he reaches the hospital. he steps into the room Shibuya had stayed in to find it pristine, as if no one had ever been there.

if Joshua had told him the truth, the clean-up wouldn't matter. he opens the phone and sets it up to take the photo, but setting the dial back to immediately after they arrived. once the picture comes out, he sees nothing out of the ordinary. he sets it to a half hour later, and takes the snapshot.

this picture shows a figure in a red trench coat leaving the room; but he or she is already far enough out of the room to have his or her face obscured by the door frame and a large, red hat with yellow trim. but the amazing thing is that he and Sir Weller are also in the picture, completely unaware of the intrusion.

Murata exits the hospital with the phone in his pocket, face pulled into a thoughtful frown. ]

A red trench coat.

(( ooc: anyone nearby is welcome to come bother him, if they'd like! ))