//Filtered to the Defense Force and Rise//

To those of you on the Defense Force, and to Rise-chan, it is imperative that I speak to all of you at some point today. I know recent circumstances will leave you with other matters on your plate, but this is of some importance. I also ask that this be allowed to take place in a single meeting and that Rise-chan be present, since this concerns her as well.

//end filter//

//Filtered to Adachi//

Adachi-san. We need to talk.

//end filter//

Fucking shit, who dished out the bulldozer hangover? I'm delicate like a motherfucking flower--one of those venus flytraps, maybe--and this is what I get. Good fucking job.

... Heh. Drinking on duty while piloting a helicopter, classy shit. Haaa. Aspirin's for little girls.

[Xellos is a bit closer than usual today, unable to resist the lure of delicious feelings swirling around among the population. You might run into him -- well, anywhere. He's an expert lurker, but today he has a mind to get right in your business. Especially if you happen to be a little... upset.]

[Nothing creates fear and doubt like the explained death of an inmate. Ah, exquisite. He can't resist stirring the pot a little, though, to see what comes to the surface. His tone is entirely light and playful~]

Oh, my. Seems that people had better be careful at night -- like the good little boys and girls you are~

((OOC: For anyone not already aware, Xellos feeds on negative feelings, and he's a little hungry today. Closed thread with Ashton will contain violence.))

So like... it's true? Someone was really killed last night?

Since it's so well into the morning, I think I'll just leave you these. Let's see if you all can figure them out.~


When is it bad luck to meet a white cat?

Take away the whole and some still remains. What is it?

You have a barrel of oil, and you need to measure out just one gallon. How do you do this if you only have a three-gallon container and a five-gallon container?

What is broken every time it's spoken?


Let's start out simple, shall we?

[There's been a lot of talk about this defense force since the murder last night, and Rei's been thinking a lot about that. Not only has she been looking for a purpose since she arrived, another mission to give her life meaning, but now she has the heavy weight of Instrumentality hanging around her neck - she feels a desperate need to atone, to help the world that still exists. So, once she's fully thought it over, she asks:]

Who is the leader of the defense force?

[Later - open to all]

Does anyone have experience with treating psychological trauma? I am with a boy who is non-responsive and may be hallucinating.

Okay beach-grub hungry inmates, listen up, this is important! And much more cheerful than wondering how whoever died!

I'm on completely voluntary opinion poll recon mission for Acumen!

I think a fish taco shack in sector 4, near the beach, would be awesome...but before Acumen thinks it's worth the bots' time to go building one, he's gotta see there's enough interest, right?

So that's where you come in! Do you guys have any kind of favorite beach snacks? Would you take it from a closer, hipper snack shack than lugging picnic baskets all the way from the dormitory kitchens? Should the bots who work there all have Hawaiian-print casing and pass out leis and fruity drinks with little paper umbrellas in, and crank out Jimmy Buffet tunes on request?

(By the way, Doc Mudsy, I've been listening to that guy ever since you got me looking him up in the music database. Right on, it's great stuff!)

( Open to housemates. )

[Open Action]
[After finally being roused, Xion has wobbled outside with a sandwich and is now seated on the porch, tossing a ball for Mars to chase. She feels like sleeping more, to be honest, so she might drop off from time to time.]

[Anyone planning on visiting the convenience store today? Maybe you are in need of something that can be used as a makeshift weapon, or trying to find a good place to hide from the recent danger, or just looking out for people wandering around unprotected. Whatever your reason, if you happen to catch the attention of a certain over-protective robot, you might end up getting more excitement today than you bargained for.

You see, EVE is well aware that there is something suspicious going on in the prison. Something that has already managed to kill one human. And if it can hurt humans, who knows, maybe it can hurt WALL-E too. EVE cannot risk dropping her guard around anyone today, because WALL-E's already been hurt once before. She's not going to allow something like that to happen again.]

[voice]
I just thought it would be wise to make a public announcement about this, in case anyone hasn't overheard. If you or someone you know are suffering symptoms of exhaustion or intense depression, please speak up. There appears to be something of an epidemic going around, and it's important to know who's affected and what they're going through. This also applies if you've seen anything unusual late at night.

It could be related to last night's attack, so be careful, and I'd advise everyone to stay indoors at night. Especially if you live near the shelter. [...or if he knows you]


[voice/private to Tear]
...I know this isn't a good time -- I'll understand if you'd rather cancel our previous arrangement. But if you're still willing to teach me to read your language, I'm still willing to learn...? [light-hearted; he won't take it badly if she's busy]



( ...and action! )

[ There is a tower of books on one of the tables in the library. Ami is firmly ensconced behind her literary barrier. She's shut herself off from the world for a moment and will probably not venture out for a while. The only sound that gives hint to a human presence is the repetitive clicking and clacking of keys. ]

[ Ami pauses in her typing, letting the light from her hand held computer wash over her face before giving a soft sigh.]

Bother?

[When Risa has to leave Takami-senpai's room, something occurs to her - that night, she'll be returning to an empty room. He's still across the hall, but will that be enough if someone comes after her? Will he hear and react in time?

Besides, she has to stop depending on him. So, putting on her best bright, cheerful voice, she speaks over the communicator.]

Um. Hi! For those who don't know me, I'm Risa Koizumi. I just got here a coupla days ago. And I was wondering... is anyone, like, looking for a roommate? In one of the apartments or something? I don't really know anyone too well, but I'm not that tough to live with, I promise! I'll be really clean and polite and won't cause any trouble. I just... I don't really want to live alone anymore... [Her voice trembles a little.] ... So! Um! Just let me know, okay?

[Saber can be found, with her lion Arthur in tow, at the far edges of Sector 4-- where the reach of bounded field that grows each night, yet is never seen during the day, exactly ends. She knows that.

The presence that appeared precisely four days ago. At first it only siphoned away energy here and there, but the amount that could be overlooked was exceeded that past night... and a human killed.

Her sense of justice calls her to arms to hunt the source of the blasted thing down. But it's not so easy. It can't be found while in daylight, and waiting until the territory shows itself to charge in is tantamount to suicide for a Servant. She wouldn't even make it to the shelter, and instead, simply fade away without accomplishing anything. That knowledge is the only force keeping her on the outskirts; her pride cannot allow such an end.

So as the two aspects continue to wrestle for the right to be acted on, the blond girl only expresses herself by glowering at the central tower-- the sternness faltering only when Arthur is being cuter than usual as he plays about]