Doodeedoodeedoooooooooo~~

[All decked out in his doggy suit, GIR is taking a walk just as the sun goes down. But this isn't just any walk. Oh, no. GIR has plans, you see, and this involves the certain someones who engaged in bedroom jousting while he was in charge of the dome. Yes, that's right, GIR saw all of you and now he's on a mission to find where you live and knock on your door. Why?

Because he. Wants. Your. BABIES.

Sorry, Zero, but GIR doesn't actually know how long nine months is.

But, of course, feel free to stumble upon the strange looking dog walking on two legs while he's on his quest!]



((ooc: GIR will only be visiting the houses of the people who had sex while he was in Acumen's place, so if that includes you, you can action out answering the door when he knocks or whatever it is you wish. ♥;))

[The package is waiting when Saya returns from PM's party. She's in a better mood now, thanks to Ribbons and the festivities, and look, someone sent her something! And here she had just been telling PM that she hadn't used the mail. It wasn't marked, but surely the contents would give her a clue as to who sent it!]

[She tears into the package with gusto, so eager to see what someone had thought to send her! Already, she's planning to get some help writing a thank-you note, because this is just so unexpected. Ooh, is that something made of pink cloth? Maybe Josak made her something --]

[Her hand is shaking. She doesn't know why, or the reason for the sudden tightness in her chest, just for an old-style pink dress. Even if it is torn...]

[Saya blinks, and the dress is suddenly stained with blood and soot. She gasps, dropping it, but her mind floods with images: a corridor of red, then blue roses; a spreading pool of blood on the ground and then welling in her hand; everything burning all around her.]

[She grabs her head, activating her communicator.] No, don't! Please don't hurt them! N-NO!

[then, some pained moaning that crescendos into a terrified scream.]

[After dinner Lelouch is out front of his house, relaxing in a chair on the grass in front of a chess board and a small lower table with a cup of coffee, a pot of tea, and a tray of desserts. He's idly playing a game with himself while he waits, using it as a channel for all his excess thinking.

[Something's been going on. Suzaku has been avoiding him all day. Shouldn't be about last night's incident, since there's no reason to avoid him over that, shouldn't be about Rolo, who has been behaving himself... Is it about Guilford?

[--that's probably leaping to conclusions. More likely Suzaku's let it slip to some other moron that they're dating. It figures that that would be his top priority, even in the midst of a situation like this.]


((ooc: open to housemates and expected guests))

[It's been a long day. Long enough that Jun's wandered into one of the parks after the funeral...and just flopped down on the grass.

The stars here are false, and he knows that. The sky here won't turn that painful red. But...For all his power, he'd been so concerned about Bel that he hadn't even known about Itachi's sickness and death. He might not have been able to cure it--but shouldn't he have been there to try?

Jun sighs, rolling over on the grass. He doesn't want to think about it.]

[Anyone who comes near the kitchen may hear pots banging. There is also the smell of something burning, and a foggy color to the air. But it's not smoke. Should you enter, you'll see flour all over the counter and table. Miranda is in the center of it all with flour in her hair, covering her hands, and some of her face.

There's not a huge mess, but it's obvious she's stressed and not sure what she's doing as she stares down at a more than slightly charred lumpy thing in a pan. As she stares worriedly down at the...whatever it is, she mumbles to herself.]

I don't think apple pie is supposed to look this way...

[Miranda is attempting to cook beyond her skills. Someone please save the kitchen?]