[ Late late late, but Minako's too pumped to sleep. There's been a lot of things on her mind ever since she's arrived, so what better way to waste energy than to play volleyball? She's used to playing by herself, don't worry, and it's nice to get some energy out.]

[It'd be better if she could train, but at the moment, she wasn't sure if it was a smart idea to transform - especially since she was in confined quarters. Oh well. Let's just practice volleyball!]

[And there's a thud, a spike being made, and Minako whoops.]

Aw yeah! Here's my Super Venus Moon Spike Combination!!!

[Reira's whispering, because she's not quite sure how the communicators work - are they always on? Do people sleep with them on their heads? - and she doesn't want to disturb anyone.]

Is - is anyone else still awake? I can't sleep.

[The image of Kyouya sitting in the common room appears on the screen. He's not doing anything very exciting, in fact it almost looks like he's asleep in his seat.

To those who actually care to really look at him, they'd see a little black notebook sitting in his lap, his hands never pausing in what they were writing.

Suddenly he slams the book closed and stands up, pushing his glasses to their right place on his face.]

I guess that takes care of that.

[He puts the notebook and pencil away and sighs before turning to walk out of the room.]

I guess I'll have to go get more research now.

[After contacting Bakura, Sakamoto is humming (although still slightly off-balance) as he finally reaches the clothing store. It wasn't really a store, he thought, because there wasn't anything being exchanged, no currency or goods, like he was used to, so he didn't really feel that it deserved that title.

It was a sight to see- A woman with a tarp around her who couldn't walk or speak, and a man who talked to much and whose balance was in the same condition as that of the odd girl.]

Fine.

As disgusting as it is… I’ll try the refrigerated blood. Have someone bring it to me.

[Private to Lenalee Lee]
Lenalee, is it? Will you speak with me?

Uuuu~! [The screen flicks on slowly, to show an annoyed little girl, who looks to be about 9 or 10 years old, pouting her lips with her eyes narrowed. Her browny-red hair is in slight disarray, as if she's been running in and out of everywhere, and her little crown is slipping slightly from the top of her head.]

Uuuuu!! Maria can't seem to find Mama! Uuuuuu~!!! [She flicks her head from left to right, as if she might miss something if she doesn't.]

First Maria found herself in a strange place, and now Maria can't find mama! Maria doesn't understand! [The video clicks off, leaving a quick flash of white noise before it fades out completely.]




((OOC: Be nice to her and help her lDb She's lovely, really, ahaha! ))

<sub>[Excited at the very prospect of having her very first bath ever before bedtime Nana eagerly set her thin little hospital gown and the communicator on the floor, the device bumping against the tiles and accidentally turning on. She was awfully happy. The little 'bots' as they were called had fixed up her bleeding stumps and sealed them up nicely so her false limbs would connect without much effort. It made them look far more natural too, so long as she didn't lose her concentration and have them fall off. This would be her last night in the hospital as well; after all, in the morning she'd get to leave and go home with Shirley. Of course, Nana still missed Papa dearly, but this place wasn't so bad. There were a lot of nice people after all.

At first there's no sound aside from a tap being turned off and running water ceasing to fill the tub. A moment later and Nana's standing in the water, sitting down in awe as she talks to herself quietly.]</sub>

A-Ahh~ This feels so nice! ...Are baths really supposed to be this nice? I wish Papa would've let me have one before...

_{[There's a soft sound of giggling and a bit of splashing.]}

It's so warm...so much better than the hose!