[Something about the house seems different this morning. But he can't quite put his finger on it, so Roxas wanders thoughtfully into the kitchen, running fingers through his disheveled hair and reaching for the refrigerator to get out something for breakfast. He feels kind of -- good about yesterday, in spite of everything, so he might be humming to himself.]

( What happened in the past two days... )


[Morning | Action | Athletic Complex, Sector 6]⁽¹⁾

( Marina was starting to feel more and more like a prison... )


[Afternoon | Action | Ramen Shop, Sector 5]

[He did not realize how long he had gone without food since he woke up and worked out; and he loathed that very human sensation of hunger. After showering and changing clothes, he made his way home... until the ramen stand's rich aromas cajoled him into taking a seat and placing an order for the largest bowl they have to offer~

He was so hungry that he may be going about eating ramen the wrong way: sipping at the tasty broth first before touching any of the meats. The warm vapors of the bowl felt good against his eyelids, soothing his tired eyes. All was calm -- or at least he thought so.]


[Bulletin Board | Anonymous]⁽²⁾

[For some, the flourishing script may be familiar; but today, it lacked the usual neatness it had, as if the pen lingered too long at a dot or a loop, the o's and a's looking quite constricted, as if the writer were hesitant or troubled.]

What do you do to clear your mind from so many stressful thoughts?

[As per usual, paper and writing materials of all colors are available.]


( OOC: So sorry for the tl;dr! Notes under the cut. )

[It's been some time since Itachi came out on his own to train. He's been teaching Sakura defensive techniques, but he withholds most of his skills lest he injure the child. Today, he had chosen to exercise himself and how easily he was able to procure what he needed through use of one of the remote units.

Currently he stands in a field with trees and other obstructions surrounding him on different sides.

And there are targets. Some out in the open, others hidden. He has already handled each one and marked it with his own chakra--with his blood.

Now to see how well he can find them all when he was not the one to hide them.]

[The events of last night are of no concern to this one. He doesn't care that people were probably hurt, and he's glad that part of the prison was destroyed. He's only upset that he missed what may have been interesting to watch.

So instead of dwelling on those events, he's somehow found his way to the butterfly pavillion. There's no particular reason he's here, and he's not doing much of anything except lying there and eyeing the butterflies with a not so friendly expression, and without a distraction from his bordem, it may not be long until he decides they'd make a very nice lunch.]

I believe I've let you all go long enough without a word from me! So here we go.~

[Giggles.]

If there was one thing you could change about yourself, what would it be?~

How are you different now that you've been here? Has there been any change? Do you like it? Do you regret it?

[The video turns on, pointed squarely at Allen, who is sitting up in his hospital bed and looking rather the worse for wear; in addition to the usual scar on his face, there's a long bandage along his cheek, a bloodstain visible on his right bicep through the hospital shift, and another bandage just visible under the neck of the gown -- along with the black marks of his Innocence starting on his shoulder. But he is smiling, if not terribly happily.]

Good morning, everyone. I know that I worried some people yesterday -- and caused some more people trouble last night -- and I just wanted to let you all know that I was okay, and that I am very, very sorry for the disturbance.

[He ducks a little into a seated bow, and then flinches. Stupid bruise.]

...I would especially like to apologize to anyone who was hurt last night. What happened was my fault.

I should-- probably also speak to the people on the defense force about what happened. So, please contact me.

[After a beat, he switches the video off.]

[Down by the training grounds a certain clown waits and watches, the target of his suspicious gaze none other than Ryu. It's not that he's fascinated with this particular creature - he could care less for the pathetic little dreg - but there's something special about this particular little dreg that demands him to pay close attention to. See, any moment now Ryu is going to undergo something spectacular thanks to none other than yours truly! And Kefka can hardly wait, watching eagerly, devilish grin plastered from cheek to cheek as he waits impatiently.]

That was some explosion last night... I think it startled Frederick. Hopefully not too many were injured from that.

[Private to Tieria]

Tieria, I had an odd encounter recently. A woman who knew my name and seemed rather suspicious in my opinion. Have you heard of a Hiling?

I had heard it last night but I hadn't thought...

Is everyone alright? I know Acumen said it was just damage to the graveyard, but I wanted to be sure. It's so close to Sector 0...it's a bit scary that something like that happened so near here. I don't think I've heard anything like that happen before though, I know there have been some things that have happened since I came here but never an explosion.

I just hope it doesn't happen again..