[Naoto looks considerably confused, all things considered. One hand is on her hat, tugging it down into place, adding to her boyish image, and she frowns a little. the date is wrong. she's fairly certain the date is wrong, but-- she'll ask. it's all she can do, at the moment.]

Is it really the 135th day? [her voice is a little uncertain, but her tone is still crisp and businesslike. she cuts the feed, not quite sure how to phrase any other questions she has.]

Upon entering Sector 4, the very large tent that stands framed by the beach is quickly noticeable. Closer, one can see colors dancing upon the white sheets, like opalesque spires under the moving onyx sky. As you enter one of the wings of the tents, grass give way to wooden flooring, and chains of white blossoms and gold ribbons line the sides. The open dance floor in the center bids one to look up to whimsical white-gold lamps, balls of light dancing in seas of violet, blue, green and pink organza. The fabrics fall down pillars adorned with leaves and flowers. Tables set in white and gold with jewel toned flowers sit at the four wings surrounding the dance floor.

... but it is far too early to take a seat. Smile and greet your fellow attendee, take the hand of a friend, and dance to the music.



There are large tables with finger foods and punch (not spiked -- save it for the after-party!), and very little space near the walls (sorry, wallflowers! You won't get away so easily. ♥ )  After a large number of people are gathered together, Jeanne stands up on the small stage set to the side of the dance floor and taps on the microphone to get everyone's attention...



OOC STUFF
+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)

[There's a girl sitting cross-legged on top of one of the Guardian Sapling's tree roots this morning. Video is also on, if you're not in the area. She's probably unfamiliar at first, but then you may notice the red markings on her face, arms and legs, the very obvious wolf ears and tail...

Ammy the human laughs lightly, pleased with herself] My, my~ It's been some time since I've been in this form! [She lightly gets to her feet, tail swishing slightly. Her clothes are simple, yet elegant, and even though it's been a few hundred years, she's as confident on two feet as she is on four]

I must remember to thank Acumen for this. But first I think this will require some exploring~ [And definitely some meeting up with people, if she can find them. This will be fun~]


((OOC: Tags may be slow for awhile, but rest assured I will get back to all of them!))

[Revive is at the convenience store before going home after work. Hiling would be coming over later and he wanted to have food for when she arrived. His kitchen was pretty much cleaned out at the moment. So he is wandering through the convenience store looking at the different food products, trying to decide on something to get that she might like. She wasn't exactly the easiest person to buy for]

[He pauses in front of the frozen foods, staring at them the glass. It would be easier]

But she'd probably able to tell.

[Well, that was disappointing]

[ooc: sorry about spamming with him tonight ^^;;]

[There is a very disorientated Zoid in Sector 4 today. There is new software on his mainframe he doesn't remember having before and Raven's nowhere in sight. Shadow does not like this at all.

A low, unhappy grumble echoes from him. Where has master gone? He shifts and walks around a bit, scanning the place. Not recognisable. Hm...they'd been many places before. Perhaps this is one they have not. Either way, he needs to find master. Raven won't be pleased if he's missing for long. So he sets off at a steady trot, gears whirring softly. He'll fly later if he has to, but Raven can't be far...right?]

[He’s dusty, dirty, covered in blood, but he’s still calm as he takes in the situation. This isn’t the time to get angry—it’s not the time to lose his cool as M-24 would say—but he can’t stay here. The gift basket is almost mocking him—a little consolation prize for being royally fucked over. The only reason he doesn’t smash it under his heel is because it might be useful.

And from everything he's heard so far, he doesn't think he'll find a fine print that says "And this is how you escape." He turns on the communicator, a little frustrated.]

I guess breaking the warden to get out of here isn’t going to cut it, is it.

[Not a question. It’s the obvious first response. How to get out. How to defeat the one holding them there. But it won’t be that simple, he can tell. But he's been listening. He's heard some of what others were saying to the "newbies." Guess he's one of them.]

Che. [damn it.] Is there a way to figure out what’s happening back where we come from? Or do we have to go straight to the head? [He was in the middle of something important and if he can’t get back there now, he really needs to know what went down.]

[The video switches on to show a grumpy and disdainful looking cat yawning as he stretches out, taking his time. He looks annoyed by the restraint, tail swishing back and forth abruptly. The bell on his strange collar chimes and it's a strangely resonating sound.]

Well, isn't this unexpected. If this is a prison, not only is the timing terrible but I would have thought that my collar would have been removed if I'm going to be restrained. I don't suppose anyone could oblige?

[He tucks his tail in close, looking bored now if not a bit irritated.]

But as long as I'm going to be stuck here, I don't suppose there is any decent fish to be had besides those swimming above out of reach?

[Afternoon|Open]
[Even from several meters down the hall one may be able to smell the aroma of the shelter kitchen. Anyone who enters will see the steam lightly blanketing the air from the plates and platters covered with food. It looks like someone has been cooking for hours--and she has. Rapunzel moves around with a closed, distracted focus as if she's not paying attention to everything she's doing. The food still comes out perfect--she could do it in her sleep.

But she hasn't even noticed that her smiley face chocolate chip cookies are all starting to frown.]

[Evening|Closed]
[It's after all the baking is done, the food packaged away as best she could--what she could fit anyway--and the kitchen cleaned that Rapunzel realizes that this distracted didn't work at all. She's gone and Rapunzel feels like she's lost all over again. For a moment there had been relief--she could do what she wanted now and Mother's overprotective shadow wouldn't be there--followed by guilt. How could she even think like that?

She goes to the only place that makes her feel safe. The clock tower. Roxas won't mind, will he?]

[Hiling adds the finishing touches to her stir-fry as she waits for her guest to make an appearance. She briefly considers contacting him on the communicator but decides against it. That would indicate that she cared if Revive showed up. She wears a pastel apron over her post office uniform. Perhaps she should have changed, but she finds the button-down shirt and mini skirt cute and comfortable.]

[ As she opened her eyes, anesthetics wearing off, there were but three thoughts in Sasha's mind: how to thank those who have helped her, and how can she help Medusa? For the latter, she may not be the Athena the woman had known, but she is Athena nonetheless.

And third, how to tell her friends of what had transpired and convince them to not worry -- or perhaps she can hope that they did not know, they do not have to know.

She shifts on the hospital bed and winced at the pain on her legs, side and forearm, and took a moment to quietly admire the fast medical work. She then tries to sit on the side of the bed. Perhaps if she tried to summon her healing, she might be able to leave before the day ended -- or perhaps that was not a very good idea. She tries to step off, quietly as she can, to head towards the door, or just to explore the room. ]



(( *OOC: Action open to DF members and those who have reason to be in the hospital. To avoid time paradox, first tagger will be the one to spot her to convince her to get back to bed; the rest will have to be "visitors" throughout the day. :3 ))

[It's a virtual haro-fest over in the park! Anew told a couple of people she'd be around with them, and so here she is. She has Thomas, her blue haro, Frederick who is Lyle's green one, and even Lacus' Pink -- although he's smaller than the rest, baseball sized, while the others are more like a basketball and literally if Neil's orange Haro were to join them!]

[She realizes she should let people know she's here, so a video feed kicks on, showing Anew sitting on a blanket and the three haros bouncing like huge colored popcorn.]

Haro! Haro! Tag! Play, play! Friends! Visit! [ain't they cute?]

Anyone who was interested in visiting with the haros, we have a nice spot in the park. They like playing tag, if you're interested. [short and sweet.]

[...and she might be hoping that a few people who talked to her about standing up for herself might remember her and come, too. She needs all the help she can get.]

[Rapunzel feels like she's running late, but not by much. Getting distracted by new people can do that. She feels bad though. She hopes that Suzaku won't be upset with her. She'll make sure the office is extra shiny today to make up for it.

She hurries into the Defense Force headquarters with two baskets on her arms. One of oatmeal-scotch cookies and the other of various muffins--blueberry, pumpkin, raspberry, chocolate chip. As soon as she's done setting them out--and making a new pot of coffee that is nice and drinkable--she gets to cleaning up, dusting, sweeping, wiping down the surfaces that look like too many fingers have touched them since the day before.

Anyone who enters the DF might stumble over her long, thick trail of hair, but she'll get it out of your way as soon as possible! And if she bursts into song, it's really just her way of passing the time.]

{OOC: Rapunzel can be ran into right outside of the DF HQ or inside while she cleans up.}

[the feed displays a young adult, somewhat androgynous, leaning more towards male than anything else. he? has a serious look on his face, hat pulled up slightly to show exactly how serious said look is.]

My name is Naoto Shirogane. I received the welcoming materials for this prison, and they were appreciated; I would like to thank Euphemia li Britannia and Lelouch vi Britannia for their assistance.

[a brief pause then before the youth continues, tone changing a little to become slightly more businesslike.]

I am curious as to who ave Acumen the authority to arrest and prosecute crimes that should be under an entirely different jurisdiction. Any crimes that I stand accused of should have been tried under the Japanese judicial system, in accordance with the standing laws there. All crimes would have been committed under that system and should therefore stand trial there, if enough evidence to prosecute was collected.

[there's another pause where something almost like a falter happens, Naoto's expression changing slightly-- becoming a little bit softer, maybe. More unsure. All the facts are still adding up to being in prison, as unfair and unjust as that seems, and that thought is a dead weight in Naoto's stomach.]

...Additionally, is there anyone else from Inaba present in this facility? [the feed clicks off before Naoto's hopes can reveal themselves.]

"Ha. Ha. Ha." This is where I'm supposed to laugh, right? [The video shows Kaoru, looking most unimpressed, clearly more annoyed by his surroundings than anything -- though anyone that knows him will be able to recognize the faint, uncertain waver in his tone.] My lord, this really is your worst idea yet. This is a "The Host Club members are wrongly accused! Survival in the commoner prison!" scene or whatever, right? For one, no one is going to accept that Honey-senpai could be falsely accused of anything, and no one will believe that Mori-senpai would just let it happen. For another, this list of crimes is so crass -- isn't this bad for our reputation? [Both the waver and the annoyance suddenly become more pronounced.] And separating Hikaru and I isn't funny.

[Silence reigns for a moment before Kaoru sighs and rises, not bothering to turn off the video feed as he turns and walks away from the camera and heads for the door.] I bet that thing doesn't even work. Cheap props aren't a good--

[Then Kaoru pulls open the door and stops dead, staring out the door and up at a bot that's slowly passing by. He's silent aside from a faint shocked sound before he suddenly growls and spins around, stalking back towards the camera. He looks angry and worried, now, and when he reaches the table he snatches up the communicator, hands shaking, and accidentally cuts the feed off.]

[Just before Lacus begins her video feed, the night sky lights up rather differently. With Acumen's fireflies fluttering about, Lacus greets the prison with a warm smile, her face now apparently healed.]

Good evening, everyone. Our astronomy class is beginning in the customary location, although tonight we are having a special quest lecturer to go with our special sky. This sky and these constellations are from Sasha's world, and she will be explaining all about them. Please do join us!

And as a reminder, anyone who would like to request a special projection for the night sky, please do not hesitate! I would be glad to program a skyline for anyone who asks.

Enjoy!

((OOC: class matters can be directed to Sasha, in the thread especially for it! Otherwise please specify in your tag whether you are responding to Lacus by video or to the three teachers (Lacus, Neil, or Sasha) in action.))

[ Around noon, the robots that had been swarming the beach scatter, leaving a transformed landscape in their wakes. There are volleyball nets set up in the sand, along with colorful umbrellas and blankets beneath them. Part of the water has been sectioned off for water polo, while inflatable rafts in fanciful shapes are ready for use in the open area.

Ringing the beach are food stands serving street and festival foods: chin chin, takoyaki and taiyaki, aloo tikki, sabikh, empanada, hot dogs, ice cream and shaved ice, and suchlike. There is one stand where a robot serves an alcoholic punch not completely unlike sangria. Several of the other stands also serve non-alcoholic drinks. Clean up robots zoom from place to place, picking up garbage. ]

[It's early, as in very early just barely past the morning announcement early. And where is Richie?

Inside the coffee shop of course. Where else would a guy be when he's been trying to keep himself awake so as to rewrite from memory every single experiment or schematic he had drawn since arriving in Marina. Having a photographic memory with a brain that holds information like a million gigabyte hard drive isn't a bad thing--usually. Except for when you have to copy it all down.

But who needs sleep anyway when there are so may other things he could be doing with his time? And coffee is much better than the little "pick-me up" pills he'd invented--or at least safer.

Just don't disturb all the coffee cups in front of him that have been stacked into a pyramid or the papers that look like someone spilled ink--and maybe coffee--all over them.]

[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 ))

[Revive had spent most of the day after meeting with Suzaku getting ready for the dinner that he had planned. He had run down to the store and gotten all of the food that he needed as well as place settings. He hadn't needed them much before but he figured he should make it nice. It was his first house guest after all]

[As it nears the appointed hour, he nearly has everything set up. Just a few more things that need to be finished before eating. He had to give Hiling credit for at least giving him the recipes before they had lost their Quantum Brainwaves]

[Now, he just has to wait for Sasha to arrive]

[ooc: closed to Sasha]

[ Suzaku's morning is very normal; he wakes up, goes for a swim, heads to the Defense Force, sequesters himself in his office, reads a few personality profiles if there are pending members; he wanders the HQ halls a little bit, listening intently to the network for anyone who might need help and talking to other Force members.

and then it gets to be around eleven, eleven-thirty, and something shifts hard in his belly, making him lurch and cling to the edge of his desk. he slides slowly to the floor, smothered pain as his head pounds, a million seconds' worth of memory slamming into his brain with the force of a speeding truck.

he spends what feels like hours there on the floor, breathing harshly, trying and failing to focus. in reality it's only a few minutes.

and then, slowly, carefully, he pushes himself to his feet again. what... what was that? he-- he's still in his office but it feels like it's been -- days, weeks, months. only he wasn't really there, he was here; he knows he was. fuck, he feels like he's going to-- no, he just wants to be sick. he really... Lelouch really-- they...

Suzaku scrubs a hand over his face, his eyes. it's too much to process all at once but he knows one thing with crystal clarity: he is going home early today. ]


((ooc: canon update! PEOPLE WHO WANT TO TALK DF BUSINESS, TAG THE FIRST THREAD. if you wanna find Suzaku sick in his office, tag the second! and housemates are more than welcome to tag on for the third, but there may be some sexy times in that thread so viewer beware!))