P-Papa…?

_{[A soft, cautious voice filters through.]}

This room is weird. Not a bad weird but…strange and is this really the ‘facility’?

Where are all the scientists…? ...and where…where is Papa?

…

<sub>[There's the soft sound of shuffling fabric as the voice breaks through again, this time sounding rather sad and worried.]

I thought Papa would be here when I woke up</sub>…did you step out for a moment Papa? <sub>I-I don’t know where I am…

[Nana’s voice is soft and quiet, but it has a fearful note to it. There's a bit more shuffling and a loud thud that clatters through the silence. If anything she sounds immensely sad and somewhat pained.]</sub>

Where are the needles and bandages and…_{it hurts Papa} and I’m on the floor and I’m sorry I tried to be a good girl and I meant to get Lucy a-and I’m clumsy with these legs and P-Papa…

You’re not mad right? Please don’t be mad Papa Nana is always trying her best-! _{I just want to be g-good for Papa…}

[There's a bit of clacking and static as the communicator is fumble with. The voice on the other end sounds muffled.]

Hnn... wha? When did I fall asleep? On de floor...

[More static now as the device is situated back on Cielo's head so he can use it properly. Now the words are clearer.]

Hello? I miss, sometin'? What time is it?

[ It's getting late. However, something is different today - Shirley can't sleep. Too much has happened - no, too much good has happened in the past forty-eight hours, after all. It'd be a shame to let this day end just yet, right...?

So, instead, Shirley sits on the common room's couch, Lulu sitting regally in her lap. She leans back, letting her eyes go towards the ceiling, and continues to run two fingers down the contented dragonet's back. She closes her eyes, a soft smile making its way onto her face.

What a wonderful chance she's been given here. ]

I'm so disgusting.

[Even after having hidden behind a mask for the sake of the picnic and smiling, that was the one thought that had plagued her all day.]

[because Lelouch is too cool for group kiss threads, he's in a common room (still) in front of his chess board, playing with the black king idly in his hand and studying the reset board]

[private]
Angelina? I was wondering if you were doing anything this afternoon, or if you had the time for a friendly game.

[he'll be hanging out here, by the chessboard or messing around in the kitchen making lunch, for anyone who feels like molesting him -- literally or otherwise]

Okay, I know this seems a little silly right now, but I thought it would be a good idea for us to take our minds off of the cold with a little distraction. [At least for the people who aren't skilled in ways that would let us help find a solution.]

I tried to think of games we could all play over the communicators and only one thing really came to mind, so who wants to play...

Truth or Dare?


(OOC: Threadjacking is almost required!)

Characters: Shirley Fenette, Kallen Stadtfeld/Kouzuki
When: Backdated to the night of Shirley's in-game arrival.
Where: Kallen and Shirley's shared room.
What: A reunion between roommates.

( But the girls are talkin' / The girls are talkin' )

[he's getting dressed awkwardly in the dark, so this message is a little breathless and curt]

This is Lelouch vi Britannia. I need for my people to report in to me immediately.

I have two questions for the rest of you:

First, where is Deire? [the Engineers might be the key to what's going on, one way or the other, and she might have experience with this otherwise]

Second, where is Lain? [she was considering interfering with Sentience's code, and Sentience seems to be having a problem now, so she's the other logical possibility]

Hello?

[ Shirley sounds more confused than anything. She's got a pretty good internal clock, after all, and this... doesn't look like daytime. More importantly, the clock on her communicator is acknowledging that it is the time she thinks it is. ]

Um... I know it's a little early, but shouldn't the lights be on by now. There wasn't a storm or anything, was there?

[ A storm in a dome? That... doesn't make sense. At all. ]

Is everyone okay?

[Fletcher sounds a little down, but what else is new?]

Why can't people just get along? Fighting and being mean doesn't help anyone.

((OOC: Wide open party thread is wide open! Threadjacking and multiple threads and mingling are go. Conrad made a voice post to gather volunteers but anyone else who wants to say their character contributed something, that's totally fine! Also, please assume Conrad made a voice post yesterday to invite everyone again.))

***

[Anyone who comes to Sector 5 will find it decorated in a very Yuuri-centric way. And by that, of course, we mean looking like a baseball memorabilia shop's merchandise has expanded to take over the rest of the block. The pizza parlor is decked out and there's pizza of course, as well as a variety of food, drinks and snacks that make up the standard baseball food groups.]

[Head outside toward the bowling alley or skating rink, you'll find the streets are lined with baseball posters with the Red Sox prominently featured and lanterns and crepe paper that have been strung between light posts. At the bowling alley there are also baseball themed desserts. In the skating rink, a baseball cake complete with candles.]

[Everyone is welcome, gifts or not! Don't forget to wish Yuuri a happy belated birthday. &hearts]

Kallen? Actually, um, anyone can answer this, but I thought you might know…

[ The camera turns on – and Shirley leans forward, a rather concerned look on her face. To those who might remember, she looks exactly like she did when she left, save for a change of clothes. ]

Ah, has anyone seen Lulu lately? She’s a dragonet – golden, flies around, about this long. [ She holds out her hands for a moment. ] I looked all over when I woke up, but I couldn’t find her. I thought maybe she was just out for a bit, you know, flying or something, but…

[ She lets out a sigh, leaning back and collapsing onto her bed. After a pause, she leans forward again, smiling as best as she can. ] Anyways, I’ll be around, looking for her. If any of you see her, please tell me, okay?

[ She gives an appreciative smile, leans forward - ]

Thanks for your help!

[ - and switches the camera off - for most inmates. ]

( PRIVATE - Lelouch vi Britannia, failed delete )


[[ ooc: THE BOOMERANG HAS RETURNED. orz ]]

Have you ever... forgotten something? Like... you knew something was missing, but you couldn't place what it was? And- [ she swallows, thickly ] - and no matter what you did, no matter how hard you thought about it, you couldn't remember what you couldn't remember?

[ There's a pause - her voice wavers, and when she begins to speak again it's with slightly more power and no more stability. Her voice raises a pitch or two. ]

And- and then... have you ever remembered that thing?

Have you ever wished you hadn't?

( [ private to lelouch ] )

Hey, Kallen, when you said that Lelouch replaced you with Suzaku... Has Suzaku taken your place in bed with Lelouch?

Hm... it hadn't occurred to me that Lelouch might be interested in men, too. I only hope that my cousin can satisfy him!

[Laying down on the beds in his and Wolfram's room.]

Hey everyone, I posted the baseball teams in the common room, so check it out when you get a chance. Let me or Suzaku know if there are any problems. And you can always sign up even if you've never played before!

Hey Conrad, I need to talk to you about something when you get a chance. In person if possible.

((OOC: Action open to Conrad and Wolfram.))

Who: Shirley Fenette, Lelouch vi Britannia, Suzaku Kururugi, C.C.
When: Late afternoon
Where: Shirley's room
What: Carmen's beaten Lelouch again.

( On the wheels of a dream... )

[by now, she's...really very drunk. she didn't intend to end up like this, but her alcohol tolerance isn't very high.

[Kallen has no idea her communicator's on. she must have jarred it or something. if she were sober, she'd be mortified; she's alternating between softly sobbing and hiccuping, and the whole network can hear it.

[there's...a lot of things on her mind right now, but most of them can be traced to one person.

[why did he if only he hadn't maybe if they'd did he even care what is she was she to him did he have so little faith in her if he'd trusted her more if *she'd* trusted *him* more why why why--]

Lelou...shuu... [hic] you idiot. [hic]

[ The video feed clicks on. Shirley, to be blunt, look like crap - there's a thin layer of dust and rubble all over her, and she could definitely use a shower. However, she's - remarkably - completely unharmed. ]

Where's Lulu?!

[ And remarkably pissed. ]