[Somewhere people work out there is a man. A man working out. He chose his location well. He is shirtless and possibly glistening. It's a thing that happens. You can't control glistening. Thousands of people may be afflicted with glistening and you'd never know. At least not until their curious dog, Salty, decided the communication device was a chew toy and managed to hit one of the buttons.

Have a torso, Marina. There's an interesting tattoo on it and everything. And since this torso is working out you can see muscles flexing. Do you like the view?

How about now with a GIANT tongue coming right at you followed by dog slobber?]

Good morning and hello to those who just arrived. My name is Michiru Kaiou. I am the new music teacher. The previous instructor of the class has left the dome and I just wanted to introduce myself. The music class will start up again on day 160. Anyone is welcome to come.

Also those who I talked to about the violin lessons, please let me know what would be a good for us to start having lessons. I don't want to schedule them over something someone already has planned.

[ooc: if she talked to your character about violin lessons before, you don't necessarily have to reply with a time; we can just handwave it]

[ Oz pops up on the screen, smiling and with tea cup in hand, a feast spread out behind him. Yes, he is at the party but there seems to be something missing... ]

Have no fear, there's plenty of cake and meat left at the party, still! You can trust if Alice or Break were still here, there wouldn't be any left. I guess you're just in luck, yes?

[ Yes, this is how he chooses to inform the unfortunate of their absence. Oh well. He was getting used to his friends popping in and out at will. Best to just keep the guest bed ready for the next one. ]

((ooc: Action free to anyone who wants to bother him at Sentience's party. Oz really can't let good food go to waste.))

[Oz is a little bit nervous. It will be the first time he's seen Willow face to face since her arrival without the iron bars of a cell separating them. He was sure to sleep well last night though, and has spent most of the morning in deep meditation. So the nerves he's feeling, while distinctly present, aren't overpowering. So he's done pretty much everything possible to make sure things don't get hairy and sharp teethy should the topic of conversation get uncomfortable in any way.

Nerves aside, he's also looking forward to it. It's Willow. What was there not to look forward to? He gets to the meditation waterfall first, picks out a decent sized rock to sit on top of that will fit the both of them when she arrives.]




ooc: Backdated to lunch time. Follows THIS.

[ completely unaware of what's going on with sentience at the moment, angel flips on the feed after searching the compound for someone who appears to be missing, scent and all. only one way to be sure... ]

Has anyone seen or spoken to Faith Lehane recently?

(( Text reads:
god, i've already been here for two nights and i'm about to rip off my horns in boredom.
what do any of you fleshy creatures DO around here anyway?
the arcade is out of the question since i tried that already and none of it is challenging. ))

[It's sunset. Oz is in Sector Four at the meditation waterfall. He's feeling in control enough to venture out of the cells today and after walking about he finally ended up here. He's sitting on a rock by the Meditation Waterfall with his guitar in his lap. He isn't really playing any specific tune, his fingers just idly plucking the guitar strings to tinker with random notes here and there. Anyone is free to run across him here.

It's just his voice that sounds over the entire network. A statement probably more profound to him and to the few who know of his secret than to most.]

It's been a good day.

[Kurama is in his study in his home in Sector 4. The place looks more like a conservatory than an office, with plants growing on every available surface. Some are simple green-leafed houseplants. Others are plants not often successfully kept inside, though they seem to be thriving. Amongst them are Japanese Maple bonsai and miniature rose bushes. Kurama has also propogated orchids and a few flowering varieties of carnivorous plants. He's even managed to grow a miniature cherry tree, which takes place of pride beside a blood red miniature tea rose at the corner of his desk.]

If I may trouble you once more, I would like to inform interested students that I have added a Botany class to the schedule. We will be meeting on days that end in 2 and 6, in Room 7 in the Educational Center. The class format will be a mixture of seminar and lecture, as well as hands-on work and lab sessions. Students of all levels are welcome. Please consult the course catalog for further information.

Once again, thank you for your time.

[ooc: I didn't quite plan to have D and Kurama officially announce their classes one right after the other, but if I don't get them done tonight, it's never going to happen. XD]

[Rogue has spent the morning locked in her room but she's hungry now and the shelter kitchen is far too crowded to deal with when the bots are added into the equation. She's on her way to the convenience store or perhaps the noodle shop if it seems safe. She's wearing gloves and a long sleeves hoody with the hood pulled up along with jeans and boots. She can be caught sneaking around between buildings and through alleys in an attempt to avoid the bots.]


[ooc: Open for kissing. I'll let you guys take the lead on just how involved the kiss is. She will steal powers, life force and memories if there's any bare skin touching hers (ie lips/bare hands to cheeks, etc) I'm okay with anything short of sending your character into a coma]

[ today in the park area of sector 4, one can find a certain redheaded witch who is currently figuring out that there's a cap to her magic. and she doesn't like it. ]

What? I can't- But that's not even a big spell!

[ oookay trying something new, then. she tries a barrier-

nope, nosebleed. she stops as her head starts spinning and she falls to the grass below her. ]

Can I not do anything here?

[ determined to figure out if it's ALL of her magic still or just part of it, she tries levitation. oh, well, that works, for all the good it'll do her. she just keeps sitting there, face turned down in what could pass as a sulk. this bites.

eventually, she turns on the voice feed. ] Has anyone else had trouble with their natural powers here? Even after the ball-and-chain thing?

[WELL YOU GONE AND DONE IT NOW MARINA. Zinda's all business in this feed, her usual charming smile nowhere to be found. hint: it's because she's tired and a teeny bit hungover.]

For any of ya that might have been worried, the bomb threat inside the Defense Force has been located and disabled [....If you can call that being disabled.] , and we have a suspect in custody. The threat has been dealt with, and we can all resume back to business as usual.

Anyone with questions can direct 'em to the usual parties, or, y'know, you could just ask me. [She salutes- and the feed cuts off, just for a minute. It flashes back on as an after thought, and this time she looks more playful.]

And if you wanna be my new best friend, I could really use some grits when I get back to the shelter. And eggs, and some bacon maybe.

[ Claire is surrounded by happiness. And really what that means is a lot of baking supplies. She's very excited. ]

Sasha! Orihime! Okay, I know we never really agreed on anything totally final - but look! [ She pans around, showing everything the AI's gotten for them. ]

Everything we need to start a bakery business! Seriously, this is the most exciting thing that's happened since I got here!

[ Oh and maybe she should talk to everyone else. ]

Keep your eyes peeled, soon there'll be enough cupcakes to keep everybody in the whole dome happy!

[Sector 3 is a popular destination for entertainment! People may be interested in seeing a movie at the theater, getting a drink or singing karaoke at the club, playing games at the arcade, or dropping by the Brave Vesperia headquarters -- on business or otherwise. In addition, Sector 3 has a lot of apartments and small houses; maybe people are just coming and going on their daily routine, or you might be seeing a friend who lives here.]

[Everyone who might have passed through Sector 3 today -- morning, noon, or night -- is invited to thread out a chance encounter here, or a date, or a gathering of friends. Just tell everyone where your character is and what they're doing, and go!]

[ (But if your occasion takes place after dark, remember there was a bomb threat if that's relevant to your character.) ]

[Sometime after sun down, once Helix has successfully planted his little gift and escaped Axel. Helix decides it's high time to get the show on the road. The red head is probably still looking for him, so he's in a nondescript area for this. He's got a small window of time, best get the actual threat out before they find his little bomb. So Marina, you're greeted with the familiar blue visage.]

Greetings Marina. I have a public service announcement. [He seems serious yet very nonchalant.]

If I were you, I'd stay a good... [Pause to consider.] 200 feet--give or take--away from the Defense Force Headquarters. Unless you want to end up in tiny chunks splattered all over the sector.

There is currently a bomb hidden within and set to go off at midnight. [Which is only a few hours from now.]

You can thank me later for the heads up.

Have a nice day--Night--Whatever.

[A small, Wiley sort of smile before the feed shuts off. And he's making a point to move to a new location, just in case he can be traced like one would a cell phone call. He'll have to keep moving unless he ditches his headset, he's thought about it, but decides not to for one reason or another. He doesn't want to be caught too easily, but he doesn't really care if he is. It's not like there's any real threat or that he'll talk anyway.]

Good morning, Marina. My name is Michiru Kaiou. I was wondering if anyone would be interested in violin lessons. I played professionally at home and would like to offer my expertise if someone is interested in learning.

[Michiru will be in one of the practice rooms if someone should happen by, using the opportunity to tune her violin and get some practicing in]

[Duo was a little bored. Bouncing one of the basketballs around the gym by himself just wasn't as exciting with some friends. He remembered a few people had been interested in playing. Maybe he should set something up for people to do tomorrow. Though, they had just had the big snowball fight yesterday, so maybe not? He wasn't sure. Idly tossing and spinning the ball around in his hands, he decided to find out if anyone would be interested.]

[video]

Hey, all. I know I had put this out there a while back, and well, the winter weather always kinda makes me bored. Anyone wanna play a game of basketball tomorrow? I'll teach ya if you dunno how to play. We'd probably need like five people a team to get like a really good game going, since each team gets that many on the court at a time.

[Oh, look, she lives after all!]

Marina—that is the people of Marina—I was wondering if anyone else had flowers in your room when you returned there after the facility-wide cleaning. [She thought everyone had gotten flowers and it was just a nice touch from Acumen, but then no one else had mentioned it, so now she's curious.]

Ah, that's all I think. [You may now continue your regularly scheduled lives.]


(OOC: I should probably mention, that you did not. No flowers for you!)

[Rogue is sitting on the bed in a corner room of the shelter. Her knees are drawn up to her chest and there are fresh tear tracks on her cheeks. The room isn't hers, it's Logan's and it's empty now. There's a cup of coffee going cold on the nightstand. The door to the room is cracked open and people passing by might hear her sniffling. Once she's got herself under control, she flips on the audio of her device.]

Logan's gone. I came to bring him coffee and...[She trails off shaking her head and shuts the device off.]

[ someone's clicking on the communicator at this point. she's already been shunted off to breakfast and there are these bot things watching her and she's very much firmly in the do not want camp. the ball and chain thing on her ankle is again do not want. it's heavy.

so, one redheaded witch is turning on the video feed, trying to figure out where she is and why. ]

Okay I-I've just got a couple of uh... questions... [ as she glances at one of the bots... they are starting to creep her out like the buffybot did. ] One: why do I have a... prison ball chained to my ankle. Two: ...Why am I here... where am I would be a good start, too. This thing is... vague. And three: uh... are Buffy Summers or Xander Harris here? I'd really like to-

-Hey, I'm not doing anything! [ what?! the bot was staring. and considering how it acted when she tried to get away the first time, she's trying to play calm and nice... but it's really worrying her. ]

So uh, if anyone can answer that for me, I'd really appreciate it.

[The communicator is obviously being thrown around with irritation as the face of a young girl is brought up. Annoyance is in her eyes and you can tell she is less than pleased to find a ball and chain attached to her ankle.]

Not...happy...WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!

[She is screaming at no one in particular, it appears answers are all she really wants at the moment as she is attempting to gnaw at the links of the chain.]

Damnit this isn't tasty at all! HEY! Where the hell am I?!

[She now attempts to pick up the steel ball and next thing you hear is a loud smash and the poor girl is underneath the ball itself.]

CRAP! GET ME OUT OF HERE! OZ! SEAWEED!