[It's the afternoon when Tsuna leaves his new home and heads to the park, an odd sense of anticipation humming inside him. When he arrives, he finds a nice vicinity for himself where he appears to be alone before he pulls out his X-Gloves and puts them on, swallowing two of his blue Dying Will pills.

The effect is quick, and the orange Sky Flames that flare out from his forehead, gloves, and Vongola ring - now slipped onto his finger - pulse with life. He lets out a slow breath, holding his arms out a little from his sides with his palms facing the ground.

And then he propels himself into the air with his flames, hovering still for a moment before practically vanishing in the blink of an eye to appear quite a distance away. Tsuna's fast in the air, and smooth, so unlike his usual clumsy self. His personality now will seem quite different as well. If anyone were to happen upon him, he'll be flying around, clearing his head while in Hyper Dying Will Mode]

Hey there, good morning.

[Have the smiling face of a smiling boy.]

If you’re new to Marina, welcome. My name is Ryoji Mochizuki; I’d be happy to answer any questions you might have.

[What will he say next! This:]

I’m sorry, but for anyone who knew -- hrk!

[The door behind him closes quietly enough.. on the tail end of his scarf. Ryoji, in trying to walk forward, is abruptly yanked back, scrambling for balance. It’s a moment before he tugs his scarf loose and is able to open the door to free himself.]

-- ah, heh. Sorry.

As I was saying, Senpa – Mitsuru Kirijo and Yukari Takeba aren’t here anymore. [He’s still a little flushed from the exertion, and the announcement causes his gaze to drop a little.] I’m sorry if they were friends of yours, but I think they’re happier being back home.

Well, [one last smile.] I hope everyone has a good day.

[The communicator turns on to show a young girl with a concerned look on her face as she fiddles with the device for a bit. Once she's sure it's working, she smiles.]

Hello. I’m Rika Furude. It’s very nice to meet everyone. [There’s a slight pause as she considers asking about any of her friends, but she soon dismisses the idea. She can look for them on her own.]

When I first arrived here, I received a message about this fragment being some sort of prison. Is this true? [Her question sounds hopeful, and even though she knows it really is a prison, she still feels like she needs to ask.] This is a very nice city and there is even a library… It isn't what I pictured a prison to look like.

Mii... I was also wondering if there was anything I needed to know about this city. After all, if I’m going to be here for a long time, I should learn as much as I can about it. [She smiles again before she cuts off the feed.]

Uu...Uuu...

[The soft, muffled sound of sniffles floats in the air, voice feminine as the young brunette draws in a shaky breath. Sitting on the cool cement, slumping forward she cries openly into her hands. Long hair shakes, falling over her shoulders as her pale palms grow moist with her own tears. Beside her, a discarded basket sits untouched.]

Wh-what now?

[Hopelessly scrubbing her eyes with the backs of her hands, tears trickle in endless, cascading waterfalls down her cheeks. Her gaze never lifts, the weight of it too heavy beneath clear depression. Her brown eyes shimmer, lashes clumping as salty droplets gather to cling wetly before joining the rest. Her voice cracks, barely above a whisper as she speaks, brokenly.]

I really screwed it up this time. A-And now...I can't even contact them. Ohh...

[Head shaking, she once more buries her head into he palms on a high pitched sob, crying just that much more than before.]

[Today is quieter around the shelter -- and there's less food. It's getting kind of cramped in here, isn't it? And boring. There are plenty of games and entertainments left over from the party, but everyone is gathered together and... finding things to do.]

[So what are you doing?]

[CLOSED!]

[Okay, that had definitely not been the best start to a day. That whole conversation with Azula wouldn't get out of Tsuna's head, and probably wouldn't for quite some time even after the rawness of the encounter wore off.

He needs to see Akito, and so a hurried and distressed looking Tsuna is walking at a fast pace toward the room he knows the other is in, not stopping even if he sees someone he knows. Reaching the area, he spots Agito and knows he must be in the right place]

H-Hi, Agito-kun. [It's all he can manage before looking away and knocking on the door only a little hesitantly]


[OPEN!]

[After a while Tsuna and Akito head out to the common room, not wanting to disturb Lind any more than they already have with their discussion. The earlier video conflict was public, so there are some who probably want to catch and speak with one or the other, or even the both of them. It's a lot easier to do so since they're all still stuck in the shelter after all]

It's been nearly two weeks, now. Really- I've tried to be understanding. Crime must meet punishment for the functioning of society, as weak as this punishment truly is. Corrective containment without the reinforcement is all you need in a bubble full of petty thieves and murderers wet behind the ears.

It was quite cute, nearly charming for oh, say, the first few days. I laughed because jokes are meant to be funny, and I certainly didn't want to offend. That would be rude, and a princess minds her manners.

However.

Surely the Almighty would find its time better spent dealing with crimes of a higher caliber.

I tire of all this camaraderie, this friendship that spoils even the bloodiest of hands. Punishment is most effective under fear, power, and brutal authority. You crush until the prisoners can no longer crawl on their own. How I hate to see all this opportunity wasted.

Take pleasure in the relationships you have established here, my fellow criminals! Enjoy this peace- for it is only the eye of the storm! People are nothing more than pawns, and without the proper measure, even pawns will turn and strike.

Speak to me of kindness and of love if you so desire. Soon you will understand how worthless it is in the end- how easily loyalty can be tossed aside by fools!

It is nothing- do you hear me? Nothing!

[ooc | Azula is going off the deep-end. I apologize to everyone I didn't tag in my last post- but I'm getting out of that RP slump, now and I'm back with some fresh crazy :)]

Good morning, Marina! [Have a very smiley pink haired girl on your video feed!] For anyone I haven’t met, I’m Lacus Clyne and I’m very glad to meet you.

It seems as though we’re all going to be in the shelter today, so we should make the best of things. I was thinking that we should get together and have a big winter banquet! Anyone who wants to help cook should please feel free to come to the kitchens and assist, and if not you should still come and enjoy the food with us.

Dinner will be served at 5 in the main cafeteria, and after that maybe we could have fun playing games and watching movies together. I hope everyone has a good day, and I hope to see everyone at the feast!

[A few minutes later]

I just learned that today is also Ritsuka’s birthday! To celebrate there will be a cake and some special desserts and decorations. [as many decorations as they can find without access to the store.] Everyone please, stop by to wish him a happy birthday!

***
((OOC Notes: Mingle post, open to all! Reply to Lacus by [video] or there are several action options: [cooking] any time before 5pm ICly, [dinner] a huge buffet of almost anything you could want, or [after dinner] for card games, board games, and movies throughout the cafeteria and nearby common rooms! Your character is in no way obligated to be at all of these, but they could be if you want~

Also! A link to Ritsuka’s birthday party will be added once it goes up. There will be cake and lots of special desserts and pretty decorations in one area of the cafeteria.

If anyone wants to intentionally or unintentionally sabotage the food, please contact me OOCly before you do so. Thanks and ENJOY!))

[...quietly]

I have been giving a great deal of thought to the incident a few weeks ago, and your -- opinions on what happened. I think I have decided that I cannot excuse what the Engineers do in the name of entertainment. It feels like -- an abuse of their power.

[after a beat]

I understand that it's unlikely that most of you would be willing to help me. But -- is there anybody here who would be willing to act... as...

[another pause. almost embarrassed]

...my bodyguard?

[ Oz slammed his fork down, effectively blocking Break's bid for his cake. ] I'm surprised at how calm everyone is. They've hardly protested at all about getting kicked out of their house. [ mm... cake. ] Do you think they're just being quiet?

[ Break, rather put out by the effective block to his cake-pilfering ways, elects instead to snag a piece of the chocolate torte sitting at the edge of the table, keeping Oz's elbow company. Let it never be said that he wasn't exceedingly spry for his old age. ] Mmm, you're right! I haven't heard a single peep out of them. All like little mice, hiding away. Why do you wonder that is?

Maybe we should ask them. Of course, we'll have to make sure they're telling the truth.

[ Another pop of cake into his mouth, chew, swallow. ] But what if they don't wish to tell the truth?

Then we'll have to dare them into giving it up. [ Oz sips at his tea before turning to the network device sitting on the edge of the table. ] Wouldn't you agree? [ yep, they've been talking to the dome this whole time. ]

[ From Break's shoulder, a clacking voice pipes up. ] Truth or dare! Bet they're too scared for dares!

[ So, who is up for a little game of truth and dare, hmmm? ]


((ooc: tags will come from both Break and/or Oz. Feel free to thread jack in reaction to whatever truths (or dares) the others might come up with. Green font = Oz, Blue font = Break, Purple font = Emily))

[ It's a simple game, but it has helped the blonde kill a good amount of time. Wolfram usually would complain or bitch about being kicked out, but no today. After being shooed out of his apartment and going through the trouble of finding a new empty room —all while dealing with a killer hangover— Wolfram has been sitting quietly and calmly on one of the Shelter's couches and in front of him is a tea table with a rectangle-shaped structure made of sticks of wood. The game may be plain but it's quite entertaining: Pull a stick and place it on top on the remaining pieces– keep on taking them out and keep going on carefully or the structure will fall apart.

Wolfram is carefully pulling more wood sticks out of the wobbly tower, pulling softly and carefully— until he suddenly falters and the whole thing falls apart.

ldksfjlsfj

stupid game. ugh, time to rebuild it all. ]

[In one of the common rooms]

[Due to everyone being forced into the shelter today, Akito can be found in one of the common rooms. He hasn't been in the shelter for awhile, so he's humming to himself and feeling somewhat nostalgic, remember the time a few months ago when he arrived here.

He's sitting up on one of the lounges, swinging his feet back and forth. Next to him, his other is napping, head resting on the light's shoulder. Agito is really fucking tired, so he's allowed himself to doze off even though his pride normally wouldn't let him.

Akito doesn't mind though. He's content to stay here and look around, watching everyone go through. He's open to talking as well. It's the best way to pass what could be a boring day, after all!]


[Lurking around the place]

[The original, on the other hand, is exceedingly annoyed at being forced inside. He's not in the mood to talk to people, so being forced into a situation where he might have to is really not cool.

Lind's lurking around in the hallways and lesser used rooms, hoping to avoid people. Obviously this means he should be bothered]



((OOC: Both sides are open and you can reply to either or both! Just let me know in the header who you're tagging. This is an all-day post, as well, so anytime you want to tag is good))

Tell me, dear citizens of Acumen, just how is this place able to dampen our abilities?

[Raistlin is seen sitting at the edge of a stair, his arms folded across his chest and a few pieces of paper at his side. He's looking at them with dislike, a frown on his features as though he's not happy at all. He's merely waiting, however. Raistlin's determined to find a way to access his magic here. He knows that it must be possible. For humans to live under the sea, magic must be involved in some way. This much, Raistlin is sure of.]

[Upon waking, Tsuna has the brief wondering of where he is, and then has the feeling that something is... different. He doesn't feel different, so it takes him a few sleepy moments to will himself to sit up and try to figure it out. He looks at his hands, at the rest of his body, touches his face. Nope, everything is the same (thank goodness). So what..? Turning, his eyes roam to the rest of the room and what's there makes him pause.

Or, to be more specific, what isn't there makes him pause. His room is bare except for the normal furniture and such that was in all of the rooms of the shelters. It's like back when he'd first arrived; everything feels... empty, almost unlived in with no personal belongings in it. Tsuna walks around inspecting, noticing that his gloves are there, his pill box, and his ring is securely on a chain around his neck as usual, but that's it as for more personal objects. Where did all of his stuff disappear to? Like the things he'd gotten here and not initially brought with him?

He fumbles with the communicator, switching it onto video. A rather ruffled looking Tsuna gazes into the recorder with wide brown eyes, an innocently confused expression on his face]

Hey, everyone? Can someone explain to me why... well, this might sound weird but... None of my stuff is here anymore. D-Did... Acumen take them or something? I-I didn't do anything wrong did I..?

[The bonfire going in Sector 6 is guarded by sentinels, but the area is decorated with orange and blue tents and laid out with good food, many of it toasted or hot. The flames are enchanted and cool, and they get extinguished if they're taken outside the boundaries of the little camp, but there is actually have a rich, spicy alcoholic beverage being served there, so try to have fun with that instead. (No, it will not make you breathe fire.)

[The bleachers and benches here offer the best view of the fireworks just starting to go off as the sky darkens...]


((posted slightly early, but hey, starting Friday we're going to have monsters, SO, if you don't plan to play with the monsters -- or if you do -- have some fun here! post a comment, and then comment amongst yourselves~))

[he's not really the planning type, but he's got a strict training regimen to keep up. Away from home and his weapons and most of his friends, he's had to innovate a little. Which is why he's currently chilling in a nice sector 4 park with a stack of baseballs, throwing them as hard as he can and waiting patiently while a little trash bot motors after them]

I think you might make an okay outfielder, but you've gotta work on your speed a little! Okay, this one's going low--

[Anyone outside may notice an Ammy in the gardens, digging away at the ground. After a moment, she places the Guardian Tree Sapling she requested from Acumen into the hole and covers the bottom of it up a little. Then she backs up and sits to watch.

Happen to watch the tree as well and you'll quickly notice that you can actually see the tree getting taller. It's growing that fast.

Ammy huffs contentedly and settles to wait. It may take a day or three, but she'll watch over the Sapling all the same]

[has been restrained since he arrived the day before, except for the exciting regimen of tasks the bots have been escorting him around on, and is getting decidedly less amused by now. This is, after all, day two of laundry and he's getting pretty bored]

Haha, the ball and chain thing is pretty authentic and all, but isn't this kind of old-fashioned for a futuristic prison thingy? It doesn't really go with the robots. [pokes the communicator. Might or might not be aware that the image is upside down]

S- So-

[He's young and he looks so nervous. Awkwardly, he clears his throat, and tries again.]

So. Um, hello, my name is Tsukasa Koudou, and it's nice to meet you. [This is probably a lie. His eyes, blue and darting back and forth, show that he might have been crying a little while ago, even though he's certainly cleaned up his face. Sure, it'll be nice to... maybe meet someone, but- prison. Okay, prison inmates. Sure, it'll be nice to meet...

No, this is sort of terrifying. Tsukasa isn't used to this stuff.]

I've just come here... And I guess that's that. So since I'm here, I hope we'll all get along. Thanks.

[Stupid. This isn't the first day of school. He takes a breath and shuts his eyes, and wishes for any possible way there is to get out of this. --Prison inmates. He's one, now, too, right? So maybe not everyone is, you know... A thug.

The thought helps.]

Thanks, [he says again, a little more calmly, and a little more genuinely. His eyes are open again, and he sets his jaw and nods. Adolescent determination.] I'll do my best.

[It's all he can promise.]

SOMEONE HELP! Kaoru needs help! Please!

[Hikaru screams at the top of his lungs in a panic, eyes watering. His emotional levels have gone over 9000. He's noticed some of the others, but hasn't really paid any mind to them. But Kaoru?? No, it couldn't be him too! He refused to believe it!]

Kaoru... please wake up! Don't leave me here alone. I need you...