Excuse me, ah - Marina. My name is Guy Cecil, I'm the attendant of Luke fon Fabre. [He's been awake for a little while and taken the opportunity to gauge the area, deciding it to be of reasonably little harm.] If anyone has seen him or knows where he is, please contact me as soon as possible -

[He's seen something.

The feed clicks off.

A few minutes later, it clicks back on, and his expression is wholly different -- animated instead of calm, excited rather than peaceable. He's also seized one of the drones by the arm attachment and is holding it up, impervious to its minute squirms.] This is amazing, is everyone seeing this!

[The drone tugs out of his grasp and goes back to picking up trash.

Guy coughs into his hand very pointedly.]

--As I was saying previously; anyone who knows of Luke fon Fabre, please contact me immediately regarding his whereabouts.

[Roxas is sitting on a fallen palm tree on some beach, leaning forward with his gloved hands resting lightly on the wood. The sun is setting on the open water, just past the lazy town on the mainland off to the side.]

[He is sitting about two inches -- much too close for comfort -- behind a lively brunet boy, the same height, with similar features and blue eyes. They're even sitting in the same position. On the boy's right side is a tall silver-haired boy and on his left is a happy auburn-haired girl.]

[Some of these people may be familiar to you, if you've encountered them while they were in the prison.]

[Roxas sits there on the log for a moment, watching them talk and laugh amongst themselves, enjoying their summer vacation on the island, before his gaze flicks away. He says finally, to no one]

I don't want to do this now.

[It starts to snow]


((ooc: open to everyone, Sora/Kairi/Riku CR encouraged; dreams may shift or contain KH1 scenes unpredictably))

[ Welcome to a lovely little city. There are plenty of people about, and they're cheerful and friendly; they'll wave at you as you pass on by. There might be something a little bit quaint about the buildings and the way people around you are dressed. Cobblestone streets, arching doorways -- and the tallest building anywhere is the castle, not so very far away but somehow distinctly remote. On some level, you just know you can't get there.

Do you need any help? Directions, a tour? Have you lost any possessions? (Because the people here are mostly nice but some of them might steal your purse.) Well, never fear, because a young knight is heading your way.

He looks to be around sixteen or seventeen, and his eyes are bright. Yuri won't recognize you, but he is so pleased to be useful. Let him be useful for you? Or just gawk a little at the tiny puppy following in his wake. ]


((ooc: Opennnn.))

[Alto's on his way to the shelter's computer lab, rather excited but definitely trying not to show it. It's- it's definitely not like he's enjoying it or anything! But the idea of getting to learn more about flight suits and "mobile suits" just fascinates him.

And maybe if he can play his cards right, he can get a flightsuit here, too. Nothing fancy, just something he can cruise around in.

He passes by several shops, occasionally stopping by to window shop for a bit.

Yeah, his facial expressions are probably ranging from really from serious to curious to kind of happy. He's having a mental conversation with himself!]

[Anew laughs as her blue haro rolls around in front of her on the grass. Its eyes blink, but it doesn't say much yet. It bumps into her pet giza rabbit which looks momentarily annoyed before Anew picks up the haro and moves it away.]

I think it's time you had a name, little guy.

[She looks at the camera, tucking some lavender hair behind her ear as she shyly addresses everyone:]

Does anyone have any good ideas for his name?

[ so, remember yesterday? someone's clothes got very cold and wet and colorful. the bots did the laundry, but it was pretty obvious while they were doing it that, hey, he has nothing else to wear here. and unlike back home, new clothes are free.

you will find Yuri browsing the racks in the Sector 5 clothing store. he has some shirts draped over one arm, an extremely thoughtful expression on his face, and a pair of bluejeans in his hands.

...zippers are kind of cool. zip! unzip! ]

--I can't believe they're celebrating Holi. [He's kind of thrilled about it, and laughs.]

Holi is a festival of colors. I'm not sure if there's religious significance to it or not, other than that it's for spring, but in India people would throw colorful liquid or powder on passersby. And if you say to them, "Pardon me, but it's Holi," they're supposed to forgive you.

It's a lot of fun, if you can relax enough for it. If not... [sly] maybe you should stay indoors today?



((ooc: Respond to his voice post here! Otherwise this is an EVENT POST. Comment here if you want your character to get powdered, or if you want to lurk and throw brightly-colored water at other people, and other people will respond to your comment to oblige! Calling all pranksters, goofballs, and trolls!))

( A little introspection does the mind good )

Shopping for clothes is really boring. Sometimes I think it would be better if we didn't have to wear any.

[Care to hear some piano, Marina?

It's a quick paced piece, light and almost toying. A practiced musical ear could hear the slight stumbles Marianne makes at the beginning before getting into the rhythm of it, continuing to end without a hitch.]

Thank you, whoever left the sheet music lying around. [Her tone is light, wandering -- easily not Anya's at all.]

I've been quite out of practice.

[For a moment, Marianne's grateful for that PDA. It's kept the girl's hands and fingers well coordinated.]

[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?

[ why yes, it is late. there's the smallest pause, and then in an almost genial tone: ]

I suppose a party would be in poor taste, at this point. Ah, well. And after all that time I'd spent working out the time difference.

[ if you'd like to wander by, he's actually standing in the doorway to Tear's room in the shelter. just, you know. gazing in at the room where she lived morbidly. ]

[The feed opens with Alto's very, very angry face. At first glance - sometimes even at second, third, and fourth glances - he appears very effeminate. Luckily, though, his voice is fairly masculine.]

You've got to be kidding me! Of course this kind of stupid thing would happen just when I don't need it.

Acumen. If you're going to imprison me like this, we're going to discuss it first. Can you hear me? Say something!

Just when I-

[A frustrated sigh, and he rips off the communicator]

And get these chains off me!

[ooc | Edit: Oh, right, and he's landed somewhere in Sector 1 and is just...RUNNING AROUND TRYING TO FIND A WAY OUT.]