[Rei regains consciousness for a brief moment at the familiar sound of the morning announcements over her headset. She's not quite lucid, though, so it takes her a moment to figure out why she's in this hospital bed with all these machines beeping and whirring around her and an IV in her arm. What happened? Did the monsters return? How did she wind up so weak?

No - there was a battle. An execution. She must have overused her AT Field again. So how did she wind up here? The last thing she remembers is staggering away from Sector 6 while the battle was still raging, aware that she would not last much longer. In fact, she left so early that she has no idea if that strange fog and the monsters that accompany it returned last evening.

Uneasily, she turns on the video function, revealing a very sick looking Rei with glazed, distant eyes and papery-white skin. She looks like she could go down again at any moment.]

Is - everyone well? Were there any - injuries? [Just stops herself from saying 'fatalities'. She also doesn't ask specifically about the battle - Defense Force members can tell her when the thread is over under their filter if they choose. After a pause, very faintly:]

... how did I get here?

[Zexion's voice is weak into the recorder, like he's having trouble getting enough breath to form the words. Still, he presses on without a stutter, firmly and stubbornly enunciating everything without any emotion behind the words he's speaking.]

Current status: Alive. Barely.

Damage suffered: Existence-threatening.

Recovery Period: Unknown.

Contact lost with clones B and C prior to altercation with subject.

As of last contact, status of team as follows: Number IV - Terminated. Number V - Terminated. Number VIII - Active. Number XI - Unknown, likely terminated. Number XII - Terminated.

Current location unknown.

Active agents, report.

[Both Josak and Conrad had mentioned they had gotten swords from the Defense Force. Ever since he learned about the Defense Force, the demon couldn't get it out from his mind: By joining the DF he could wield a sword and be a soldier again. Josak had told him that in order to join he should find a girl named Lacus, however, hours passed yet the blond never listened anything about Lacus nor he was able to find her.

Even though Wolfram couldn't find her, he is going to meet Conrad at the Defense Force's HQ; maybe he'll be able to meet her there.

For now he stands near the building, waiting for his brother.]

Good morning inmates. It is the 70th day of the third generation, and newly apprehended criminals will begin arriving in the facility again today.

Concerning the alleged incident that occurred on the eve of the Midsummer Fire Festival, I must again stress that any unauthorized presences you may believe you witnessed were figments of your imagination only. Everyone should exert greater caution in the amount of alcoholic beverages they take, the level of stress to which you are under, and the amount of heat you expose yourself to. Continue to exercise caution when traveling at night and do not injure yourselves or others.

Princess Euphemia's school will be opening in two days' time. Feel free to give consideration as to how you may benefit yourselves by taking advantage of the knowledge of other inmates, in addition to the resources already available to you.

If anyone sees inmate Ashton Anchors, inform him that a remote unit has his new headset at the entrance to Sector 0.

In case anyone is wondering, there weren't any monsters of any sort last night. Although there were some fireworks in Sector 6... I'm sure nothing significant.

[Drollness and lies. But he has noticed Rolo on the names of disappeared people, so his spirits have had a bonus lift.]

Still no one coming forward to claim credit for the antics the night before yesterday. That's unusual. Typically that's the kind of action committed by a type that enjoys bragging. [he'd know; he's technically in that group]

[The video clicks on to a very tall brunet....who seems quite perturbed, thankyouverymuch.]

But this...Aaa. Excuse me! I'd greatly appreciate if someone could answer a few questions for me.

Namely, there are some...complaints, I need to make, and I'd prefer to lodge them with the correct entity. I'd thank you for your promptness, please.

[Sano is going to choke a goddamn bitch. Who tampered with his AT?]

[There is a confused angel with a ball and chain standing in the Sector 2 with his eyes taking in the sight of Marina. He looks like a lost guy who's trying to appear like he's got everything under control. Which he obviously doesn't.] This isn’t--

[Heaven. This wasn't heaven at all. Castiel turns his attention to the device over his face and... he can't make sense out of any of it. After a few silent seconds of reading the message, his focus shifts to the welcome basket near him and he reaches down to pluck the pamphlet out. The angel takes his time in looking over the brochure and is totally concentrating. Finally, he places the brochure back into the basket and proceeds to fumble with the device over his face.]

[It takes a while but he eventually gets it.] I was under the impression that these things usually rang.

The information was helpful. A number of my questions were answered. [Hesitation. He doesn't know what else he's supposed to say after that. Castiel doesn't even know if he's doing this right. For all he knows, he could be talking to nobody and, not to mention, he's irritated and overwhelmed by this sudden change. So have an awkward angel making plenty of awkward silences.]

[Diva's eyes snapped open. That was all it took before she was on her feet, and bounding forward, face twisted into a sneer. She couldn't hear him. Couldn't hear him at all. Not his heart-beat or the ragged breath or even the little things that boy said to his dearest older brother. No, there was just... silence.]

[And then she fell forward, gloved hands hitting the pavement. Leaning over, Diva frowned at the chain covering her ankle and that's when she finally noticed the message scrolling in front of her right eye.]

[Livid, she started tearing at the chain, trying to get it off. Wanting to get it off. This wasn't fair! It wasn't---]

[Pause]

[Was she hearing things? Was that... A smile brushed over her lips as she spoke.]

Sister~ mine. So you're here as well?

[Laughing, Diva got to her feet again, hoping Saya would come for her like she usually did. She might be bound, but she could still put up a fight. Until then, she'd wait. And if she waited too long, she'd start to sing. If that didn't catch Saya's attention, well, someone would come along soon enough. Hopefully, it would be before she got bored.]

((ooc: Singing starts at 4:29 and sorry for the English dub! Also, while her voice can carry, if you wish to make your muse hear her from say across the dome, that means s/he is a good candidate to become a Chevalier (see under Chiropteran). She won't actually start singing unless she gets bored, so indicate if your character is meeting her right away or later in the day.))

ETA: To anyone looking to backtag into this post, but it is now closed as Diva has been carted off to do prison duty. Sorry! Current threads of course, are still welcome to tags.

A lifetime in prison isn't exactly the welcome back to life I was hoping for...

[ Sigh. ] I guess this is kind of like a cell phone. [ Her dubious tone shows that she is not convinced that this headset is more convenient than a cell phone. But at least she got this thing working, many thanks to the pamphlet! ]

Um, hello? Is this for real? It's a little hard to believe that one day I'm [ dead. almost coming back to life? ] at home, perfectly fine, and the next day, I'm in jail with some of the weirdest crimes I've ever seen.

Oh! Thanks to whoever gave me that welcome basket! That pamphlet was really helpful. I think I would've freaked out if I hadn't read it. [ Well. Freaked out even more than she already did anyways. ]

[ the softest click. ]

First, I wish to express my most sincere gratitude to His Imperial Majesty Lelouch vi Britannia and Her Royal Highness Euphemia li Britannia. [ her name might come first on the brochure, but Lelouch is the emperor; it's only proper. ] The pamphlet has been quite informative, and it was very thoughtful of you both.

I have only one question remaining, if there are any here who wouldn't mind helping out an old man. [ now his tone turns more affable, less stiffly proper. friendliness never hurt! ] The monsters that were mentioned. [ before all this confused noise started ] Shall I assume these are relatively new additions to the asylum? [ ♥ ]

[The video flicks on to show a lion, looking extremely angry. He had listened very well to the welcome message, and was, to say the least - not pleased with what he heard. His words aren't really directed at anyone - he's almost muttering to himself, hoping someone would hear and oblige.]

What is this?-- Where am I? I need to-- I need to go, if this really is a prison. I can’t stay here. There are things I need to do, there are things I have to do...

So, [his face falls from anger to pure sadness.] please. Let me leave.

[There's static and breathing, but no one is responding. There's even a deep, soft groan of what is most likely pain or discomfort. There's sounds of movement, but everything could be easily ignored. Maybe someone accidentally left their communicator on.

Until the breathing gets louder and heavier. A soft grunt.]

--ere...? Mm... Ich-Ichigo... Where's...Ichigo? Aba..rai...

[Waking up in the room this morning, Teito's feeling a little... Off. Things feel familiar, but all the memories in his head are bouncing against each other. Which ones are real? Which ones aren't? What had he been doing? Mikage...? But Mikage is gone, or the human Mikage is gone. The only one that's left is the black little weight on his shoulder. But a second glance and there's nothing there. Had there ever been?

With a groan he sits up and starts making his way to get something to eat. The hallways. He's been down them before. The headset... He knows this feeling too. Fingers thread through his hair. Blonde, from the dye that Bishop Labrador had given Frau. So that... Okay that's true. Teito sways a bit in the hallway before reaching his destination, the kitchen. He had learned how to bake here before. But who taught him that? All he can make out is a girl's form, but the only girl he really knows is Ouka, isn't it?

Thinking so much is making his head spin. Teito just sits down, and opens a channel, accidentally, by brushing his fingers over the headset trying to calm down the throbbing and clear out the cobwebs.]

What's going on? ...I don't feel too good.

Did I lose something?

[The feed reveals a very handsome-looking blonde, peering at the camera with a confused expression on his face. His blue eyes widen upon the picture’s appearance, and his brows knit together.]

I know nothing about this commoner’s device… how do I work this again?

[After adjusting the image to his liking, he seems satisfied enough and his expression warps into a placid, relaxed smile. Are those… sparkles? Glittering around his face?]

Hello, fellow inmates. I am Tamaki Suoh, a captured king in dire need of your assistance. Though kingly indeed… I am a prisoner as our warden suggests; a mere lowly servant to the women of this world, who tempt me with their beauty and grace upon my entrance. If any of you lovely ladies could help me understand just what exactly is going on… I would be forever in your debt…

[He gives a little laugh, light and that of a gentleman. But quickly, his face changes again, the laugh becoming an anxious frown upon his lips and it’s obvious everything he’s said prior was just a cover up for what he was really feeling.

He’s silent for a moment, and when he speaks next it’s in a quiet voice as if he’s speaking to someone off to the side.]

Ha, Haruhi..? …Are you here…?

… Mommy…? … Hikaru? Kaoru?

… ……. …. Anyone?

[... He is strangely silent, simply staring into the camera with a look of dread.]

…. It is far too inadequate here.

[A young boy, no older than his early teens, stares into the communicator.]

... I'm... alive?

[Aaaand then he notices the communicator on his face, and his expression drops from slight panic to just plain cold.]

... I thought that the military would have prevented something like this. I guess the charges are justified enough, though.

This means... that it's over, isn't it? I didn't expect it to turn out with me in jail... or with a ball and chain.

[He looks briefly concerned about something, and then lets out a soft sigh.]

Whatever.

[No, he didn't read the pamphlet.]

Uther slowly sat up, disoriented and confused. He did not know where he was or what had happened to him. It was quickly obvious, though, that something was very wrong. He had been stripped of his royal robes and even his trousers, and he was dressed in a simple combination of garments which were totally unfit for a king to wear. The room he was in was some kind of dome, with blue water visible overhead. There was a heavy iron ball attached to one of his legs. He was immediately outraged and a bit frightened at the same time,though he would never display it. Only powerful magic could allow a place like this to even exist.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" He roared. He spotted the welcome message on the communicator almost immediately, and quickly read through it. It explained that he was a criminal, in here because he was a danger to himself and others. He just as quickly yanked the communicator device off, throwing it across the room. It was some kind of sorcery, just like the building itself, there was no other explanation for it, and he would not go near it again. He was outraged that an enemy would use magic on him, and more angry that he was thought of as a criminal.

"I demand release IMMEDIATELY!" He roared. "They were not crimes. They were necessary for the protection of my kingdom." He was yelling loudly, even though he was unsure if he'd be heard. "You cannot truly understand my position, no one can, because only I am king. The people I executed were sorcerers, and they were evil. They were guilty under the laws of Camelot. I do only what must be done to ensure my kingdom does not fall and that its people are safe Magic is evil, and it corrupts all who use it I will not allow Camelot to fall to magic while I am king. I demand you release me from this place immediately! And believe me, you will pay dearly for this outrage!"

He was yelling loudly now, not caring who heard him or if there were consequences. He made it to the door that he saw with great effort because of the chain. He saw that he was locked in this room, and even if he had not been, it wouldn't have been possible to walk a great distance with the ball and chain. He wasn't going to give up easily though. He had to get out of here and back to Camelot as soon as possible, because even though Arthur was there to watch things in his absence, the neighboring kings would certainly seize on this to invade Camelot and destroy it.

(ooc Uther is not gonna go near that communicator for a while. Someone's gonna have to get it through his thick skull that it's not magic lol)