[Touma was feeling reflective today. Ryo was gone. He'd noticed the lack of their friend around the house, and went to investigate his room, finding it empty. He was pretty sure Seiji and Nasuti had noticed as well, but he'd been sort of avoiding them for a bit to collect his own thoughts and feelings on it before mentioning it to them, or at least discussing it with them.

It was an odd bittersweet feeling, really. Sad that he couldn't see his friend, but not so sad because Ryo wasn't stuck in the prison anymore. So confusing.

He'd buried himself in some books on penal systems from various worlds in the back corner of the library.]

Hello? Helloooo~?

[The video feed flickers to life and begins with a shot of two dainty little feet. The camera moves slowly higher up, deliberately so, past pale and long legs, the supple curve of her hips, until finally Catherine stops, zooming out to show her cleavage and plush baby pink lips to the screen.

She pouts as the camera shakes just a little bit, blurring the image. To any man in the dome, or even woman really, taken or not, everything about her should seem very irresistible whether she's your type or not.]

Vincent? It's Catherine~ Come on, this isn't the time to be playing hide-and-seek with me. Besides--

[Suddenly her tongue snakes out and her voice lowers, the seductive tone increasing.]

I thought you'd already had enough fooling around last night.

[On any other day, Aidan would be in full-on Welcome Wagon mode right about now. That's not the case today and his usual sunny demeanor is nowhere to be seen, replaced by something a lot more subdued. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that it's not just his mood that has taken a blow - his face and neck are bruised, his lip still healing from a recent split and bandages are peeking out of the sleeves of his hoodie, hands wrapped tightly in stark white.

The worst can't be seen, but he's not making much of an effort to hide what is visible. This is video. He's not hiding.]

So... 's that time again, huh? New people comin' in? Guess I should say welcome or somethin', tell you this ain't such a bad place. [Pause. He can't really get into it.]

I've been thinkin' about somethin'... you know how people say it's important to make a good first impression? I guess that's somethin' we do here too, huh... bunch o' strangers, shoved together in a fishbowl. Criminals, if you believe it... an' still we make an effort to be all nice an' polite. An' sure, all of us ain't bad but... [Not finishing that sentence.]

What do you think, Marina? Can you trust first impressions as much here as you could at home?


Locked to Saya

... [Cancelled.]


Locked to Haine

Hey. We need t' talk.