MASS MAILERS

• To Everyone: an invitation from Kohran Li.

[Today's route is largely dedicated to the important duty of spreading word about Kohran's talent show! She used it as a chance to show a volunteer or two how to sort for these days, and decided to send Ribbons with a hearty stack of them, since he clearly needs the work.]

[Either of them can be found walking the route today! Alas, PM could not convince Ribbons to wear the uniform miniskirt.]

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[ Ugh. His head literally feels like a giant piece of metal landed on it. As the video transmission starts, Setsuna has a hand on one side of his poor, aching head. He narrows his gaze faintly. Despite that, he looks calm enough.

Hospital dress, hospital room— Looks like the stoic one is back and awake after long, long dream.

That is what he thinks, anyway.

Does he have to blame Neil or Lyle for the food last night? Maybe even Tieria? What are the chances of that? Oh, but then again— If it was food that caused him to be hospitalized, it wouldn't be his head that's aching, huh? ]

... Why am I here?

[ He could've sworn he was just at Tieria's place a while ago. ]

[ It has a been a long, painful day for the Colonel-Commissar. Starting with the scramble call to the dojo, on to rather unexpectedly violent sword-training session with Cain, in which no less than 3 separate students saw fit to go blade to blade with him, to some painful memories which had recently come back to him, Gaunt just needs a bit of a rest. So here he is, storm coat, returned cap, and camo cloak all wrapped around him, sipping lemonade in the rain during the evening.

He looks very tired, all 50 of his long years weighing on his lean, tall frame. His lips are set in a thin, pale line, and he just stares out into the middle distance, as though staring at something that no-one else sees. And... oddly, there's a white Columbine flower peeking out of the gold frogging on the front of his shirt. So there he is, out in sector 4 near the memorial Gardens. ]

[It's been a long time since they've felt stirrings like these. There's a restlessness in their movements, the subtle, minor twitches of a caged animal. Anger simmers and throbs underneath their skin, and anyone who walks through the park will see the cruel and angry gouges within the earth and trees that marks their passing.]

Have you ever killed before, fellow inmates? If so, what did it feel like to you? [They truly want to know, and though there might be a grin on their face, their expression is pensive.]

((OOC: Potential for fights here, if you tick 'em off enough! Fair warning. <3))

[a shot of a bunch of papers with lots of lines scribbled over it. the perceptive may notice the horrible handwriting at the top, and the nicer, more even handwriting at the bottom]

I'm curious. [sweeps the papers aside and the camera trains itself on Kon's interested face] How good are the medical facilities here? I'm betting that it's a lot more advanced from what I had back home, but how advanced is it exactly?

[pause] Also, who do I have to talk to again about teaching a class at the Academy? [he doesn't have the pamphlet at hand with him to check]

[ He is moving around the Athletic Complex, trying to find the right place with a mat to practice on. The training hall seemed crowded earlier, so he made a quick call to change the rendezvous point for the meeting. Neil was going to help Lacus with a few self-defense tips (training that he, himself, has has little use for since their operations properly began back home) before she went seeking other, less trustworthy teachers. It's not his favorite idea, but it's preferable to having her be helpless in the future...

He has a small bag slung over his shoulder and his orange partner Haro bouncing along beside him. Since he has some time, he might as well get some training in on his own.

...or with company? ]

((ooc: You can catch Neil in Sector 6, either getting ready to swim, jog, or lift some weights.))

[ Neil, who is suspiciously absent from the field this evening, sounds a little strained as he makes the call. Mechanical sounds are evident in the background, along with the occasional tinny echo of the haro units as they work. ] Alright, so... long story short, there are some-- [ A grunt, followed by what sounds like a something metal snapping. ] --technical difficulties which is forcing us to cancel tonight's astronomy class.

But! If we get this figured out by tomorrow night, we will still debut the-- [ His voice gets quiet as he turns his head away from the microphone. ] Lacus. Tomorrow night, right? From Sasha? -- Right. We'll debut some charts provided by Ms. Sasha for display, and she will give us a lesson on the zodiac.

[ Another snap. ] Damn! [ Sigh. ] Alright, sorry again for all this. Hope to see you tomorrow! [ He ends the call. ]

((ooc: For day 120 by the way! Any new responses will come after he's done undoing the damage he did to the projector.))

[Something is in the air! That would be the tempting smell of fresh brewed coffee in the new establishment in Sector 5. The drinks are hot, the atmosphere relaxing -- come have a drink and a chat, won't you?]

((OOC: this is a mingle-style post for anyone who wants to check out the coffee shop! like 4 of my kids are interested, so I thought one BIG post for everyone who wants to stop by would work best! Tag around, tag each other, have fun!))

((OOC 2~: Dani is in the shop, behind the counter, making coffee for all! If you want to order that's the thread to hit up. <3 ))

[ It's later than he'd like, but he's been rather busy. Between talking to all the Meisters, and Ribbons as well, the morning ended with him mentally exhausted. What better way to fix that than to have a few quiet drinks in the club before heading home? None that he can see.

He's not drunk, though -- that way lies the temptation to do things he and others would probably regret later. Let's not jump the gun (literally), shall we?

...plus, he's been avoiding the house because he feels bad for the way he last spoke to Lacus. That wasn't so much a conversation as it was her feeding him information and then him all but yelling his frustrations at her. Fun times. She'd forgive him easily enough (she always did - it's kind of unfair), but he had his own guilt to deal with before he could unlock that front door and step inside. Maybe he could just sneak across the dark lobby to the living room and-- ]

Welcome home! Welcome home!

[ Sigh. ] Of course not. Hi, Haro. [ He catches his bounding orange companion. ] You shouldn't have waited up.

(ooc: Just a placeholder for whenever Lena gets back! Go stalk something else. >.>)

[ Encrypted / Private to the CB Meisters ]
I'm going to be quick. Hiling assaulted Lacus. Did anyone else know about this before I did? [ Here's looking at you, Tieria. ]

And now he's back. [ Despite that initial annoyance, Neil sounds not like himself. He sounds... drained. Stretched. ] Someone... tell me... What am I supposed to do? [ Where is his direction? What are his options? ]

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[ Private to Ribbons ]
Acumen always has impeccable timing, Ribbons Almark. [ He's calm. Too calm. ] I hope that request you made was for something that can hold your brat loose cannon of a sister back, because she's getting out of control.

[ Church | Early afternoon ]
[ The first thing he decided to do after waking up from those godawful dreams was to visit the church. He isn't really there to pray, but from the way he's kneeling in the first pew, an observer might get that impression. Neil really just needed a quiet place to think that wasn't the half-empty house, and the memories that were brought up by the nightmares. There were a lot of familiar faces in those dreams, and he saw quite a few things he couldn't quite grasp. All he needs is a little mental break and then he can go about his day. ]

[ Defense Force HQ | Evening ]
[ Lacus said she had to work extra shifts, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't be available for lunch, right? He has a bag hanging from his hand, and inside are sandwiches made with the leftover meat she had prepared for him the day before. If he can find Sakura, too, that would be an added bonus -- it's why there are two thermoses inside; one with iced tea, and the other with fruit juice.

Once inside the front door, he looks around to spot anyone familiar, to ask them where Lacus would be working. He looks amiable enough, if a bit distracted, so he might not notice if someone walks up right beside him. ]


((ooc: Either prompt is open! Or you can make voice calls here, too, if you'd like.))

( In Veda, no one can hear you scream )

[ooc: Random observer on this conversation who can talk to Revive? The shadows don't see anyone else in the room]

[ Scene 1 : Open to All]

It's a toy shop that you're in, now. Nothing remarkable about it, save for the utter mess of toys at your feet. Despite the young age of the boy kneeling on the floor, putting something together, the playthings are far from simple. They are action figures and scale models of what would likely be giant robots, if the comparable size to the small vehicles at their feet is any indicator.

The brown-haired boy notices you after a moment and grins wide, blue eyes glimmering with excitement as he pads over. "Hi! Are you here to play, too?" He grabs your hand and plants a red transformable fighter in it. "That's cool, but you have to be the bad guys!" Because the green model he's holding is clearly the hero.

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[Scene 2 : Semi-Open]

( It's raining. )

(ooc: "Death-buddies" only for the second scene. Existing CR who were taken from as close to dead as they could get by with Marina's rules, or who have since learned they were close to death.

ETA: I might only be tagging one scene at a time because, as you can see, the moods are drastically different. ^^; So please don't be upset if you see tags happening in one thread but not yours!

ETA2: As of 5/28, no more new threads please. I feel rather stretched by what I have, and I am going to have enough trouble working with what I have. Thank you for your understanding!)

[Her smile is a little -- different today. Efforts have been made to cover it, makeup for the discoloration and a sweep of her bangs, but it doesn't take much observation to see that Lacus has a few injuries to her face.]

Good evening. I'm wondering if anyone might have an extra bed, or space on the floor, for a night or two? [a smile that verges on sheepish] I'm not certain I should go home looking like this.

[Voice | Private to Neil]
Neil? I believe I'll be needed to cover the night shift at headquarters for a few nights.


((OOC: Please give a girl a place to dreamhop crash! Thread leading up to this is still unresolved, so I'm being intentionally vague about her exact injuries but I had to get this post to get out of the way before the event! Neko, if you want corrections made to this please give me a poke <3 ))

( The video opens to a church hall, and the soft sound of singing )

[As Lacus continues her song in the background, Neil addresses the camera:]

Good morning, Marina. I'm sure some of you have heard of this project Lacus and I have been working on. [ Gesturing to the scene behind him. ] Starting tomorrow, the church will be open for all who would make use of a place of worship. And, as it's non-denominational, everyone is welcome to come with whatever faith they have. [ He rubs at his neck. ] I'm afraid you'll have to request additional supplies from Acumen but he's usually pretty quick about these things.

[The song ends as Neil's explanation concludes, and Lacus approaches with, what else?, a smile.]

I hope everyone will come by and see the hard work we and the haros have done. We'll be serving refreshments outside. And anyone who might be interested in being a part of a choir, please do let us know!

Also, feel free to take this time to set up with us any schedules for public services if that's your thing! Priests, and the like, I mean. In the meantime -- we have a cover set up outside with some tables, and the grill is going. We hope to see you soon! [ With a two-finger salute, he disappears from the camera. ]

[ A few minutes later, Neil comes back on the feed, looking surprised, but pleasantly so. ] --oh, it looks like someone has volunteered to hold confessions! Since that room is finished, we'll have that service alone available for the next few hours, if anyone wants to stop by and get something off their chest, privately.

((OOC: Event style! Lacus and/or Neil may answer network replies; ANYONE can action with each other -- crashers included! Cross is going to be working for once, taking confessions for his own amusement. There is a designated thread for this. People are welcome to figure out who he is *if you know him well enough ICly* to recognize him by voice alone. The separate doors lead to other bright rooms that can be used for services that are more private/don't like the atmosphere in the main hall.))

[  He doesn't even have a lesson plan for today. After his announcement, he's just running the field as a warm-up, not caring how absolutely drenched the grass is from the past two days of rain. Neil has too much on his mind, and it's keeping him from thoroughly enjoying the afternoon. Not even this morning's rainbow gave him much in the way of cheer, though he did wonder why Acumen was suddenly being more ... cheerful?

--not that he won't put on a casual smile for whoever actually shows up to the field. Oh no, he's not going turn away what few prospective players he can get, just because he's in a foul mood. ]

(ooc: First football practice of the new spring! Action tags welcome at any point before, during, or after class. Please assume he made a simple announcement before this, too! This post also serves as a good place to make any unrelated calls if you want to. He'll be at the Sector 6 field from 2-3PM, and then head on his way home to Sector 4 to shower off after.

ETA: Also, class style post, so feel free to mingle, tag each other, threadjack, etc!)

[Revive is on the move today to avoid being in the house with a whiny teammate. He has his umbrella to avoid getting rained on as he wanders. The original intention of his exploration through the rain was to get out of being stuck with Hiling the whole day, but unconsciously it has changed and he is wandering around the different housing sections looking at the different possibilities. The fact that the idea of moving out had been confirmed by someone else made doing it seem more of a possibility.

After his explorations he will head to the bar for a drink as a bracer before heading back to deal with Hiling. At this point he didn't really care if she lectured him for wandering off]

[ooc: Just say where your character to encounter him, he's all over the place]

Um...

[it's late at night and good girls should be in bed. and she had been in bed. but now she's awake again, and curled up on the couch in the living room below, legs tucked up to her chest and turning over her hairpins in her hands, hair falling around her face]

Does anyone else here have nightmares sometimes? What-- What do you do when you have them?

[ Yesterday was stressful, and Neil looks a little tense. He's wearing a vest that looks awfully familiar, and one he's never worn in Marina, because he never requested it. His friends from home might find it just a little odd. ]

I just wanted to make a quick announcement. I'll be starting up footb-- ah, soccer practice again, starting on Day 114, and further on every day ending in 4 and 8. Your catalog will have all the other details, so if you're curious, just stop by sometime!

[ For a moment, it looks as if he has something else to say, but then he just gives the camera a two-finger salute, and the ends the feed. Neil wasn't really in much of a conversing mood... ]

[ In the late afternoon, and stretching on until evening, the arcade has been taken over! Decorations have been hung, with a few tables set up with a pair of huge birthday cakes, other finger-foods, and drinks. Odds are, if you're close to Neil, you received an invitation to this party -- even if he has to come and drag you there, himself! (It would include friends of Lyle but, well, he kind of didn't talk to his brother about this. Whoops!)

For else that stops by, well... it will be hard to miss the ruckus, especially once guests arrive. Above the entryway to the bowling lanes a banner that simply reads:

♣ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ♣

It shouldn't be too hard to figure out why it's there, or who it's for, so come on in~ ]

(OOC: Here is a link to the invitations from yesterday! Party-crashers and guests welcome. Event style posting! Threads might be from either Lockon, with one closed thread as an exception.)