[yawns a little]

You know... whoever put those stars up... they're pretty cool, but you really need a moon.

[Early Morning - Open]

[Those who are out and about in Sector 5 this morning may notice a Rei, wandering the streets and peering up at the buildings around her. She has decided that she's going to move out of the shelter after her conversation with Axel, to try and find a place she can call home. She's not exactly sure what she's looking for - house or apartment? Large or small? - but she plans to live alone, and she knows she wants to be close to Sector 6 so that she can reach her LCL tank easily.

She carries an umbrella just in case it begins to rain, and just as she stops to examine a small house, it does. She opens the umbrella and tilts it over her head, then continues walking. She's more used to apartments, so that will probably be a better choice.]

[10:00 AM - Closed]

[Rei pushes clothing idly around the racks as she waits for Elizabeth, still no closer to having figured out what she likes or doesn't like when it comes to clothes. Hopefully Elizabeth can help her pick something for the Defense Force gathering, and maybe something new to wear every day. She does look at other girls, after all, and she knows that she doesn't dress like most of them.

Still pretending to be interested in the products in front of her, she watches the door, waiting.]

[Miranda had left the hospital early that afternoon and immediately gone about seeing what she was behind on. Nothing was wrong with her garden, but she did find out the welcome committee was behind on handing out the baskets.

Currently she's in the park near the entrance to the memorial gardens, waiting for Lenalee...as she has been for the last three hours...

It's not like Lenalee to be so late.]

[Filtered to Black Order]

...Umm...I-I don't mean to worry an-anyone...it could be nothing....

B-But...Lenalee was supposed to meet me...and sh-she hasn't shown up yet.

[Guess who has their chain off now, Marina? Yes, that's right. This is one homunculus that is pretty damn glad about it to. Now it's time to have a little fun. What better way to do so than at the expense of others? Oh there is one little brat that just has it coming to him. Yes. That brat will pay for coming after Envy. Dearly. This is the best method that Envy can come up with. Human hearts are so easy to injure. Such weak things...

Envy takes a seat. It's preferable to be in a place that it could watch the look on Alphonse's face, but the chances of that were slim to none. Envy really doesn't like fighting, after all. Instead this little niche in the library will have to do. If anyone's watching, what they see isn't the homunculus in its chosen form. Rather it looks like a familiar looking blonde. Of course, the expression is skewed, distorted in a manner that is purely Envy and not Edward Elric at all. Though with practiced ease that all fades and Envy puts on a hard expression and clicks the feed on. Naturally, it's not only Envy's shape that has changed. The voice does too.]

You couldn't just do what I told you, could you? I told you he was dangerous, but you just had to go after him! You idiot! He could have killed you! What kind of little brother doesn't listen to what his goddamn older brother has to say!? Do you like throwing away your life!?

[Practically seething.]

If my Alphonse were here, he'd at least give a damn about what others were trying to tell him. Augh... What was I thinking? There's no way they'd be the fucking same...

[Then Envy cuts the feed, staying in Ed's form a bit longer and just laughing. Probably sounds pretty unnatural looking like this.]

Good morning inmates. It is the 63rd day of the third generation.

I would remind all inmates that preparations for the school are nearly finalized, under Princess Euphemia's direction, and enrolling for courses is highly encouraged.

Also, as this system will be altering the weather default to significantly warmer temperatures tomorrow, today will be overcast with light, sporadic rain.

Requests for the following inmates are waiting at the entrance to Sector 0: Amaterasu, Tsukasa, and Richard Foley. Princess Nunnally, a remote unit is currently delivering your wheelchair.

[EVE is out flying anywhere and everywhere. She's spent the last few days inside protecting Wall-E, but now that all that dangerous stuff is over with, she's free to go out and explore. Indoors, outdoors, morning, or evening - it really doesn't matter where or when you happen to see her.]