[ Asuka's walking to and fro across the park green. Once she reaches a particular point, she turns around sharply to walk straight back to the beginning. Over and over and over again. She looks a bit absentminded, like her mind is somewhere far away. ]

[ Anyone who sticks around to watch will see Asuka finally stop in the middle, clutch her head, and mutter to herself. ]

--stupid. I hate her. I hate, hate, hate her.

Whew... Another night of those monster things. I hope we don't have to worry about them again any time soon.

I wonder how long it'll take to figure out a pattern...

[Jeanne is in the shelter kitchen, sitting at a counter with several empty dessert glasses in front of her. Each is stained with the remnants of ice cream, whipped topping, and chocolate, with a long spoon sticking out of the stop.

Once the video feed was on, she sighed, looking disappointed.]

Excuse me, but does anyone here know how to make a good parfait? [Smiling politely, she drops a spoon into the last glass.] The robots aren't doing such a good job of it. I think they lack the touch.

[Though she ate every single one of them, because she needed the comfort of sweets, and it wouldn't do to waste the efforts. She'll be in for one massive tummy-ache later, but it will be worth it!]

[Soubi sets up three large printouts of different paintings on display at the front of the room on easels. Above the easels written on the board is the question:

What makes these art?]

{OOC: You can meet him Before, After, or During class, just put which in your subject line. Be warned the second link has a VERY LARGE PHOTO.}

[He has been pondering about this for a while:]

... Is it too late to join school? I'd like to attend a few classes, but I do not know what procedures should I follow or if I'm still on time for registration.

[Joining a few classes might be a better way to gather information for the Defense Force or a better way to meet inmates rather than wait all day for interesting posts to appear on the network. Also, attending school might be an entertaining experience.]

[Josak is at the recreation center. It's been a while since he really applied himself to his training, and after speaking to Conrad, he decided he should make the time. The physical activity is always fun. So you might find this big guy practicing some aerobatics or working through a few routines with his sword.

But he also has something else to do. Like keep Jennifer from getting too involved with all of the more crazy people she meets here.]

Hmm.~ You know, Jennifer, that idea you gave me just won't leave me alone. Would anyone else be interested in a fashion boutique?

[Anew had been working hard today: gathering cleaning supplies for the new house, window shopping at the various stores for ideas for the interior, and browsing the gardens in hopes of inspiration for the exterior. She had missed Lyle, but had a good time while he occupied himself with class.]

[They're walking together through the more tourist-y sections of the Dome, looking to do some more shopping after dinner at the Pizza parlor (Anew wants the first meal she cooks him to be in their kitchen). Anew sticks close, enough to subtly tug his arm when there's a store she particularly wants to visit.]

((OOC: Closed to Lyle, Neil, Anew, and Lacus. Possible Dylandy Brawl within!))

[ on the screen is a girl that looks very different from your normal human -- what with the gray skin, yellow eyes, and large fangs. though she has two large horns sticking out of her head, they aren't viewable in the -- ah, there they are, visible as she ducks her head down to wipe away... tears? it seems she's crying! ]

L-look, Tavros... I know you were having so much fun ripping clothes during laundry duty, but did you really have to rip mine? [ she raises her left arm, revealing an arm that is far from the norm. in fact, it's robotic! toward the top of the arm, it's rather apparent that the sleeve of her overshirt has been ripped, the jagged remains of what used to be a long sleeve torn and tattered. ] My precious clothing? Really? [ insert over dramatic sob right here! ] This was one of the only pieces of me I had left.

Everyone! If I were you, I would check your clothing for any obvious rips. We have a mad man on our hands. A sick and twisted fiend. He won't stop until there's some horrible lack of clothing around. I don't know why, and I don't know what's gotten into his peanut-sized brain, b-but...!

I just thought I would warn you. [ aaaand scene. ]