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[Marianne sprawls out a little on the bed, kicking her feet in the air. It's an unclaimed apartment, typically - but it's more than a little claimed this night.

Reaching over, she threads her hands through C.C.'s hair.] How about a French braid?


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[A little before that, Marianne is on an aimless walk through the streets. The surroundings only barely interest her, and the people slightly moreso, but she's grateful for the fresh air and the space to think.]

[here have a chirpy voice on your communicator, Suzaku!] Hey Suuuuuzaku! It's Minako! Are you ready yet? [barrels on ahead] Let's meet up now!

Yesterday's Halloween was much better than any I've had at home. Everyone looked so cute as children, or with their new ears. [laughs - mockingly? it's your guess] That should happen more often.

[and here's something new. she links her hands together and smiles sweetly into the camera] For all the new arrivals, welcome! My name is Road Kamelot. You're stuck here and you won't be able to get out unless Acumen loses you, but I'm sure you'll find something to occupy your time. And if you don't, I have a suggestion.

I'm planning on having a tea party at my house, you can't miss it - it's one of the nicest in Sector 5 - and I'd like to invite everyone! That is, everyone I like and who isn't a stick in the mud. There'll be plenty of tea and cakes of course, enough for everyone who wants to show up. Just tell me now if you'd like to, okay? That way I can start getting ready. It'll be in two days. I hope to see you there!~

[pause] I don't think I got your name but - I'd like to talk to the pretty man in charge of that guild of his - what was it - Brave Vesperia! [SHE'S GOT A JOB FOR YOU 8D]

[ooc: once again D.Gray-man cast is free to hijack and warn people that Road is evil or something, if they like. Defense force people please ping me first over here thanks!]

[The Doctor's been behaving himself for a change (more or less), and as the day wanes, can be found seated in the library, pouring over a stack of books. A tower of about eleven books is on his left, and two more stacks totaling twenty-four books in all are arranged to his right. The latter set of volumes constitutes the reading that he's finished in the past hour, the smaller stack being the books he still plans to complete before leaving for the night.]