[Kaworu's out exploring again, checking out the various sectors with residential areas to decide where he should live. The shelter is interesting and all, being crammed in with all those Lilim and other beings, but he got used to having an apartment in his time in Tokyo-3 and he's about ready to go back to that.

He's also thinking about the time he spent with that restraint on, and wondering about his AT Field. He knows his S2 Engine is working fine, if a little slowly, because his black eye healed up in the course of a day, but he hasn't had a real chance to test the rest of his abilities. And he's got a plan for how to test parts of it, but he's not going to call out the Second Child - she'd probably never come, anyway. He'll have to wait until he runs into her, and prove to her once and for all that he's not lying.

So he's keeping an eye out for her as he crosses through Sector 2, hands in his pockets and head bowed slightly against the light snowfall.]

((ooc: closed to asuka and a DF member or two. saki will be making a call when asuka's life signs disappear, so look for that and then a comment subject/ooc note inviting you into the thread.))

Hey, Lavi. Can you do me a favour?

[She's just -- going to turn on that "sweet as toffee" smile he mentioned. Did your blood just run cold?]

[Feferi's found her way into the library, her morbid curiosity about human beings getting the best of her. She's gathered a nice big stack of books together, and found a nice place to sit where she can see the ocean, as she eagerly flips through the pages of one of the books. It was awfully exciting to learn about humans.

Unfortunately, the kind of books she's selected are similar to Grimm's Fairytales. Probably not the best thing to try and learn about human behavior and culture from- but to a troll like Feferi, it makes sense. She smiles when the video feed starts- a nice smile, without all the sharp teeth. ]

Humans might not be as different from trolls as I thought before! The thought's pretty exciting, glub, glub! But, most of the humans seem to be confishing, and some of the customs seem pretty stupid-- no offense or anything! But I'd like to under-sand more- So we can all get along swimmingly!

[Right before the feed cuts off, there's a second or two of a shot of her smiling as wide as she can, fangs and all, and looking like something out of a horror film. Then it's gone!]

((ooc: feel free to do an action response set before or after the video entry. Anyone who asks about the last second of film will be giggled at- it must be their imagination! She's not scary at all!))

Two people in Sector Two just -- disappeared. Uh [what was it really called? why is her brain suddenly failing her?] their... lifesigns dropped immediately.



((OOC: Long and short of it: AT Field means disappearing in mid-air, so anyone who arrives won't be able to see anything other than traces of people having been there until Kaworu returns them. Kaworu-mun requesting not a crowd of DF members, but one or two.))

[So white, so calm, so peaceful… Diva smiled a little as she stepped softly through the snow in the park, heading straight to the pavilion to 'check' up on her home. Not even the cold bothered her, although her footwear definitely left something to be desired. She had Conrad's newly gifted blanket to thank for the warmth. But… first things were first. The pavilion. She was going to be extremely miffed if someone had taken her sketchbooks~]

((ooc: bug her anywhere inside Sector 4. She won't bite!))

[At some point in the morning, there is a knock at Mami's front door.]

[Waiting there is a lone god-emperor, both more stoic and less talkative than usual. The very last thing he wants to do is wax sentimental or be pitied, but Mami needs company and he needs company, so...]

[Here he is.]

[After several days of hiding from the entire dome, denying that he was upset over Lizzie's disappearance, Ciel finally ventures out. Eventually, he winds up in the library. Within the library, he begins to read a couple books he's never read before. (Such as books from his future. He couldn't resist the Arthur Conan Doyle reads.)

However, it doesn't take long for the recently restless youth to fall asleep in his chair, his book still in his hand. He mumbles incoherent things as he sleeps.]

Sweets...

((OOC: If you've ever wanted to see Ciel at his cutest, here's the place! ♥))

[Action]

[If there's one thing Agito was well known for by anyone who knew him well enough, it was the fact he thought a lot. He had a tendency to zone out completely and think too hard on things he really didn't need to.

So it possibly wasn't too strange that he'd ended up in the park, resting on a bench with one leg drawn up to his chest so he could drape an arm around it and rest his head. At first glance, he appears to be watching Kasumi play in the grass nearby, but a closer look would reveal that his gaze is unfocused. Both eyes are open for once, eyepatch in his hand.

( He's worried. )

The dark almost wishes someone he was able to talk to would come along. The thoughts are frustrating the hell out of him, and being able to vent something would probably do wonders for his system. Any maybe help him figure this out...]


[Voice, filtered from Agito]

[Agito isn't the only one worried about their other half. Akito's also worried about Agito, but he's not sure what he can do. Agito lives so much for him, but Akito doesn't want him to. Agito should be able to live his own life, but in this place there wasn't the world of AT. There weren't other riders. The light had adjusted to it, but...

He wanted to help his other. But how? Maybe someone else could help him...]

What do you do when you're worried about someone and you think you might be the cause of it? I want to help, but it feels like things I used to be able to do to help won't work now...

[Sometimes Akito wonders if that split had been such a good idea after all...]



((OOC: Both sides open, just mention in the titles what you're replying to))

[ On the desk before the camera, several layers of sketches, books, and artfully-crafted trinkets lay. On the very top is a bible, which Ashton's hand is resting on, as he sits at the work desk in his apartment.

Despite some rough news yesterday for a friend of his, he looks cheerful. ] U-um, hello everyone.  I was reading over what people celebrate about this time of year, and I was curious if anyone needs any decorations made? I think they're supposed to go on trees, but I guess they could be hung just about anywhere.

[ He holds up a couple of example pieces of his handiwork. They aren't perfect -- the craftsmanship is quality, but Ashton has a strange sense of style, so some angles may look off, and the curves are more like waves in the third dimension, rather than pressed flat. ] I've never worked with designs like this before, so I hope they're okay -- we don't celebrate the birth of any Savior back home and I don't really get what the animal is for...

B-but if you would like something for the season, please let me know!

[ Ashton reaches for the device to turn it off, stopping short. ] O-oh, a lot of new people came, right? My name is Ashton. Ashton Anchors. I also make and repair jewelry, and barrels. Please call me if you need anything! [ With a final smile, he's gone. ]

Whoever let it snow in here is a piece of crap. We're in an enclosed space for god's sake! And please, if you're going to make it snow, at least plow the damn roads!

[Someone's a little grumpy with all the waiting he's been doing and then that damn, idiotic flyer he got in the mail wasn't exactly a highlight of his day either. Christmas, snow, bah humbug! It was more trouble then it was worth. But it's not exactly stopping Dean from doing one last 'trip' to the store either.]