Good morning, inmates. It is the 110th day of the third generation.

Inmates John Egbert and Phoenix Wright, items you requested are available by the entrance to Sector 0.

Seriously? The 110th day already? What - it's been like - [a little pause here. math is not Faith's best subject okay] - two months. Fuck. This place has one screwed up calendar.

...Two months in this place without screwing or killing anyone.

[amused sound] Check it out, looks like I'm a good girl now.

[See pony. See pony pace back and forth around Sector 0, looking like she's about to wear a hole in the floor.]

Oh... I just... I can't take this anymore!

[Rummaging through EVERYTHING is go.]

A needle! Some thread! I'll make a doll dress out of a napkin! I have to create something!

[Stir crazy? In Big Mac's words, 'eeeeeyup'.]

[Her conversation with Minako the day before taught her something: two worlds can be very, very similar, with only a single difference. That got her thinking about a question she's had for a long time, and only made her more determined to find out the truth. Did anyone else go through what they did? Is there someone else here from a world with the game?]

Um, excuse me... this question might seem weird to people who don't know what I'm talking about, but there is a reason for it.

Does anyone here come from a world with... giant robots?

[It had certainly been an eventful return. A rough start, but that took a complete spin after Gazelle arrived too (funny, how it had been the same day). So eventful that he hadn't thought much on anything until the day after, when he looked at the clock and realized the brat would be showing up any minute.

He almost wished he'd told Akito at noon, since he quite liked this eating-breakfast-sandwiches-on-the-couch-with-Gazelle thing currently going on.]




((order: Kaito → Gazelle → Akgi))

[Kamui speaks in a tired tone of voice, and it's unlikely it's just because he's posting early in the morning.]

Keiichi Segawa is gone from the prison now, too.

[And unlike his last message, Kamui simply cuts the feed off that simple sentence.]

[Lyle is loitering. That was the best word to describe it. He was just standing around in the general vicinity of the park, smoking. He didn't want to think about yesterday, that stupid idea for a party.]

[The idea of going to the bar had occurred to him, but this seemed like a much more tolerable evil at the moment. Also the fact that he didn't want to see his brother at all and it was possible that's where he was. Also here he could see if Neil was coming]