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13 November 2009 at 03:23 pm
Conrad Weller
[Conrad's quietly wandering about the shelter hallways, his expression very neutral. Calm. But if you are particularly perceptive, you'll note that it's a tense, forced sort of calm.]

[Park and butterfly pavilion. Club, movie theater, pet cafe. Pizza parlor, computer lab, arcade, even (Great One forbid) the hospital. All checked, fruitlessly. Conrad mentally ticked off the list again, trying to think of any place he had overlooked. He couldn't think of one. And he still couldn't raise Vash over a private channel. Hadn't heard from him at all since the vampire, Rido, had gone into hiding.]

[He wasn't about to worry everyone needlessly by asking over the public network. Not that Conrad was worried. He was only... wondering.]

[Park, club, movie theater... he'll just keep looking. Even though it's silly, to be honest, because surely Vash is just fine and will have a grand time telling the highly exaggerated tale of where he's been. Surely.]
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13 November 2009 at 04:24 pm
[Still towel (and presumably swim trunks) clad, lounging on the bottom floor commons of Sector 0, this Nobody looks happy as a clam.]

Slightly prune-y with no obligations and an evening to spend on the strings is a swell way to be.

Just for the record.

Seriously, why would anyone ever even want to leave this place?
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13 November 2009 at 08:41 pm
What the heck happened to my books?! I have a chemistry test to study for, this is no time for slacking off! Not to mention the shopping that I'd planned to do later...

This better not be some elaborate ruse Does this "asylum" have absolutely no consideration for a higher education? Specifically MINE!?

Why do I feel like somehow this is all Tamaki-senpai's doing...?

Don't I at least get my one phone call? And if, quote, "having a fixation with studying," end quote, is a crime, then you can go ahead and lock me away right now.

oh wait, they already did...
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13 November 2009 at 09:15 pm
[Fletcher is wandering back to the shelter from his garden, where he's been taking care of a few last-minute things (so to speak) before the weather changes. He's downcast, looking at the sidewalk as he walks. All he wants is to just pretend it's all okay and it doesn't matter that this is a prison, but so many things keep happening. He keeps having to explain that yes, he really does belong here. And Xion is missing, and Akito and Agito are...

He sighs, kicking a pebble out of his path. Why can't things just be normal?]