[In Sector 0 there is a wild ERIDAN attempting to shove along his recuperacoon towards the general direction that his apartment is in. Asking for help while he's doing this? That's beneath one such as him, he can get it there all on his own. Still, even for a sea dwelling troll like Eridan it seems quite heavy for him to shove there on his own, he might need some help with this. ...Though, he will never admit that he does so you'll have to 'help' him without him realizing it.

So, it's either do that or if you're not a troll you can ask him what the hell he is or what the hell his recuperacoon even is. Whatever the fuck it is, Eridan is quite ecstatic to have it now so he can get some shut eye once it's where it needs to be.]

[All bundled up in weather-appropriate attire, Hiling is ready to go outside and enjoy the change in seasons. Eventually, she ends up at the park. That will be perfect, she thinks. Plenty of space. Around her shoulder is slung a stylish messenger bag which she sets upon a bench, and from it, she removes a music player with speakers and a baton. With everything set up, the music plays and Hiling begins to waltz with her invisible partner. One might notice she switches from the female to the male role and back again, just for a bit of a challenge. She knows it well, so she can afford to be creative. The snow crunches beneath her feet as she practices the steps.]

[ After dragging herself out of bed this morning, and gathering her things (which meant cleaning up the apartment, ugh), she's back at the house. And sitting on the couch with Cheese-kun II while Beagle investigates everything because it might have changed in the past four or five days. ]

[PM eyes her clock and decides it is late enough to call him and not risk interrupting his morning routine. Plus, making arrangements for their meeting is more productive than rolling around the post office on her swivel chair.]

[Private]
Greetings, Ribbons!

[New clothing? What is this?

Cielo isn't used to the temperature being this cold without an ice spell being involved. It doesn't bother him too much, but he prefers it warmer all the same. As such, he's taken Acumen's advice and added a few layers.

He... might have gotten carried away.

He'll be roaming merrily through the park if you want to say hello. ...And if you can recognize him under a couple coats, three scarves, earmuffs, mittens...]

[With a sigh, Alice starts to speak in a rather flat tone.]

If anyone cares, it looks like that brochure was wrong. That A.I. won't remove restraints early without special circumstances.



[Filtered to Nunnally, Lelouch, Suzaku]
My restraint was removed last night anyway, and I've been learning the area since.

Ah... Nunnally, would you still... like to meet up?

AAAACUMEEEENNNNNNN.

[Why won't you answer meeee?]

Does somebody know where Acumen went? I wanna talk to him 'bout the baby making thing! I saw a whooooole lot of you doin' that stuff before!

Like silly ghost lady! And Lacus lady! Did Orihime have sex too?

...ARE YOU DOING IT NOW???

[We all know how you'd like to stop him from reading down his list of people he knows had sex that one fateful night, but consider this: GIR has proof that sex makes you happy! And it's safe too! Perhaps he can be a spokesperson. Likely as not.]

[The scent of baking bread is coming out of the kitchens, along with freshly brewed coffee. The bread itself is in the oven while she's preparing something for lunch -- something that involves meat, spices and vegetables.

Hungry? She can easily share if you don't mind waiting a little~]


(( OOC: Thread with Zelman is considered "last." :3b ))
 

If you were home right now, what's the first thing you'd do?

[For once, she might not be interested in trolling, and might be genuinely curious. Or, she might just be envious of those who have homes to return to. Either way, after last night, she's not moving an inch from her bedroom today.]

[It's early and the sky of is shadowed by clouds, but Itachi is in the graveyard. So many times he's heard of his previous self's death and not once had he made his way here before. But now he stands in front of the headstone that bears his own name. It's far to clean.

So he takes out the makeshirt kunai he fashioned from a butcher knife--crude, but effective--and digs into the stone, carving the symbol of the Leaf above his name.

Then he channels his chakra into the blade to scorch a hot deep line across the symbol.]

The Defense Force is now under the command of one named Suzaku, is that correct?