[The feed goes to a little boy sitting in a corner, knees to chest and behind him is a semi-messy bedroom, but that's because it hasn't been finished getting fixed. But, there's a reason for it--and here's where you see Yuta wipe his arm across his lightly damp cheeks. No, those weren't tears, or at least he wouldn't admit it.]

[And a question from this melancholy little boy]
Does anyone here still have a family? What were they like? Do you miss them?

[What a thing for a criminal to ask, right?]

[This was the third time she found herself by the surf of the beach, relaxing on the sand as the waves produced a calming affected over the young master. Aqua let out a long sigh and slowly bent her neck side-to-side, stretching the muscles before rolling her shoulders to loosen herself up. She's kept herself busy with work on the Defense Force but needed time to keep up with her training which was of top priority. Plus she needed to see what shape Ven was in…

The last time she saw him, he was in a coma and hidden away for his own safety. The memory of her friend in a deep sleep chilled her to the bone and made her suddenly stand up, shaking away the sand from the blue sashes of her outfit as she pushed the memory away. 'He's here now," she told herself. 'Safe and with you.'

Speaking of which, she should see if he was on his way for sparring practice...]

Ven? Are you close by?

[A pause in thought before she spoke again.]

If anyone would like to join us for a little sparring, you are more than welcome to. Please meet with us on the beach.


((OOC: I'll break up the threads into three parts: Spar with both Aqua and Ventus, Spar only with Aqua and Spar only with Ven. That way, you can have a tag team of keyblade wielders coming at you or you can just fight one-on-one! :D))

-- thing on? [There’s a boy on the screen, both confused and very annoyed. Must be a new guy.] Pretty nice for a prison if they’re giving away free, weird toys to their prisoners.

Hey! Anyone listening? How can I get in touch with the guy in charge about my place here? Not that I’m surprised to find myself in prison, but they could’ve at least put me inside the right one.

[...Okay, now that's new. If not, then something other inmates haven't heard in a while.]

Unless his royal highness did something... [Muttering to himself before it turns into grumbles.] …even if I doubt that.

Hey, anyone seen a girl with short red hair and a big, round guy that answers to Faylen and Faylon? If you two are here, you guys better let me know! [A bit of concern can be heard and seen from him. That first, dealing with this stupid chain and ball later.]

[Okay, so she's never seen technology quite like this before. But it's easy to figure out - really easy. Way easier than blastia formulas, so it's only a few minutes after she's looked everything over and checked out the other posts before she's turned the video on. And boy, doesn't this girl just look completely furious? Because she is.]

[But before she directly addresses the majority of Marina, she takes a minute to finish her out-loud venting.] Ooooh, when I get my hands on this Acumen guy, I swear... Just who does he think he is, anyway? You can't just lock someone up for crimes like this, you know! In another dimension, or whatever it is? I was in the middle of something, I just...!

[This is worse than the annoying crap the Imperial Knights pull, so now she's just annoyed. Now she looks directly into the camera, and is pretty straight to the point.] I already read through the information, so I don't really need anyone to tell me what's going on. But thanks. I just wanted to get a feel for using this... thing and try to find someone.

[A heavy sigh.]

So, Yuri. I know you're here somewhere. There's no way that I got "arrested" before you, so you better answer me, got it? [Because this is totally your fault.] If this is where you've been all this time, then... oooh! I'll.... [Yep, she wants to hit you.] Whatever. Just get back to me.

[Hear that sound? It's the sound of a foot hitting a wall, repeatedly. A girl's gotta work her aggression out somehow, you know? Not like the wall's going to feel anything, anyhow. ENJOY THE SHOW MARINA.

After a few mildly satisfying minutes, Taiga gives up, breathing heavily, face flushed, hair in disarray, hands clenched into fists at her sides.]

A life sentence? You expect me to believe that? You expect me to give in quietly? I refuse.

DO YOU HEAR ME? I. REFUSE.

[No she isn't on the verge of tears what are you talking about.]

[It's an eye. Well, to be exact, the ey sande belongs to a person holding communicator a little too close to their face. After a moment, they pull away to reveal a pink haired child, between the age of six and ten, staring the screen with a confused expression.]

What is this thing? [The little girl gives the communicator an inquisitive look before poking at it a few times. Suddenly, everything seems to be shaking before it stops as soon as it begins. There is a frown on the little girl's face that slowly turns into a bright and happy smile]

Oh, I get it! It's a communicator! [She nods to herself, happy with the conclusion] Though, it's not as pretty like the one I have. [A rustle of clothing is heard and a close up of the child's sleeve] Bleh! It's not tasty like mine either. [Her face is scrunched up into a look of disgust]

Oh, I guess it's recording, right? Hi everyone! My name is Yachiru Kusajishi. This place is really weird and strange. I dunno why they keep saying this weird stuff about trespassing, fish and stealing. I didn't eat or steal Byakushi's fish! I just borrowed some of them and gave them to Ukki since he seemed sad about not having nice fishies like Byakushi.

Has anyone seen my Ken-chan? We're supposed to being doing something together, but I think he got lost. He's really big, really strong and sorta scary looking! I don't think he looks that scary, but lots of other people think that. Ne, if anyone sees him, tell him I'm looking for him, okay? Oh, I guess if you see a funny looking bald guy and a a pretty guy with a feather on his face tell me! Just don't look at Baldy head too long, cuz his head is very shiny and you could go blind!

[It's BASEBALL DAY!

The artificial sun is shining. The birds are singing—okay, there aren't any birds, but if there were, they would be singing. And Marina is treated to a very late start to the baseball season. Everyone is welcome to watch and treat themselves to some of the snacks provided: soda, water, hot dogs, chips, cracker jacks, and pretzels!

Yuuri lost track of the fact their announcer was gone, so it is a quiet game this time. Well, almost quiet. There is a fifteen minute debate about an out of Touma's that looks like a home run until the ball ricochets right into an outfielder's glove. With teams like this you never know what can happen.

In the end it is the Purple Dragons who come out victoriously in a landslide defeat of the Flying Knights.]

( OOC )

[Well, the party had been exciting the night before, but Ashura was used to these odd hours, despite having spent the last few months without needing to be on his former schedule. Habit served well, though, and even though he went late to be he was able to rise without a fuss the next morning, dress, put his hair up in a tight tail and twist to keep it out of the way, and make his way to the beach to meet Ryo for their lesson. Considering all the excitement over the past few days he was not sure how much meditating the boy could have done, but either way he would need to gauge his control as it was, so it was not terribly crucial.

Still, he made his way to the beach and took a spot off the main edge to stand and await his... trainee? Was that word? All right, trainee. It seemed right. He nodded to himself and went back to waiting, gazing out at the water in the early morning light and hoping this did not turn into a disaster.]

[To his credit; he did not panic as much as would be expected by people that knew him.

However, this is not mean he didn't panic at all. Rather, instead of a pitiful fit of whining; unfortunate listeners were treated to a scream of rage as he pulled at the chain on the sturdy iron ball that was shackled to his foot.

The only reason the video had even been turned on was he thought some kind of error had occurred; he'd been in mid conversation only to find himself with the feed turned off, and out of reflex had tried reconnecting before he'd even noticed the addition to his wardrobe, as well as his giftbasket mysteriously returned to where it had been, and unopened.

Grunting and panting in near-manic frustration, as the ball inconvenienced him greatly, and was even more so ugly, he jabbed the video and audio buttons to end the feed.]

[A video sudden appears on the feed revealing a tilted image of a young woman's shoulder and a part of her face as she mummers softly under her breath. The muffled sound of fingers pressing against the plastic can be heard over the audio as the communicator is flipped around and examined at all angles. In the background, the rushing and rolling waves can be heard indicating her location is somewhere along the beach in Sector 4.]

... I should read the rest of that--

[The sentence is cut off with a loud thud when she sets the communicator on her lap, the mouthpiece brushing against the steel of her boot. The video now reveals her face fully; bright blue, iridescent eyes scanning over the pamphlet. One hand is brought up close to her mouth with her brow furrowed as she is deep in thought.]

... hmmm.

[The newcomer looks down at the device with skepticism before picking it up and placing it properly on her head. She sounds hesitant, at first.]

... Am I really stuck here for good? Seems no different than my previous residence.

[A chuckle and then a sigh, her gaze wonders to the side towards the water. Perhaps it's the shock that causes her to fall silent but she makes no move to end the video, her thoughts elsewhere.]

[Even though Ashura was growing accustomed to new sleeping habits, sometimes it was hard to break those you had lived with for more than 200 years. Being up late was one them, though it had been out of necessity all these years rather than him simply wanting to be. Still, it sometimes seemed that insomnia was kicking in more or less, but then again it was not quite so late out - just dark.

Finding nothing else to do in his apartments, he went outside, dressed in light training robes and made his way to the park, which he figured largely deserted with the 'stars' out above them by now. He worked his way into the greenery and to what he figured was a place out of the way of the main path enough not to startle anyone out as late as he was.

Setting his communicator aside, he moved into his open space and after stretching for a few seconds began to... dance. Or that is what it might have looked like to the casual observer as he slid and spun across the grass. And indeed it might have been a dance, meant to stretch muscles and help keep one limber.... except for the dancing flames that followed his fingers and toes. The flames swirled around him as he moved, casting warm red shadows over his face and hair and clothes and in a shifting circle about him, making his shadow jump wildly.

Care to watch? Or bother him?]

[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 ^^;;]

[Touma's on his own near the Athletic field. It's an open space with very few people around, so it would be perfect for some practice. Now, for the other two to get here... He waited, rather impatiently, on the bleachers.]

[Oddly enough Ed seems rather calm today. The child is still running around in her usual sleevless t-shirt and violet biking shorts despite several people trying to get her to change into something more appropriate; or to at least put shoes on.

Currently she's just poking around on the network to see about the data changes from the previous day and try to figure out where the engineers went. The video feed opens up when she accesses the video files from the previous hours to download. She seems to be simply sitting in the middle of the sector 4 not far from the butterfly pavilion, singing softly and humming a rather odd tune.]

Circle's an eye ball, Circles are pretty, A tasty wonderful, Just like black grapies.

...A prison? This has to be a joke.

This isn't the airport or even the place where I was headed to--

This is so not good at all! This is a disaster. This wasn't how things were supposed to go-- if this is a kidnapping, you've definitely got the wrong person! Do you even know who I am?!

[She just stomps her foot, in frustation] Ahhh. What am I going to do? Even my cellphone doesn't work...wait, what's this--

[Well someone now takes notice of the device. She presses some random buttons while trying to figure out how to use it. She figures it's worth a try to call for help-- well, if it it did work, unlike her cellphone]

Hello?! Is this thing even on? Can anyone hear me? Saji?! ...Anyone?!

If anyone heard that, and knows their way out of this place, just...someone please help me! I need to find the quickest way out of this place and fast.

[ooc; ...yeah she's totally being loud/dramatic on purpose :< ]

[ For anyone passing by, Diva's just a young girl poised over a sketchpad and colored chalk scattered on the grass next to her. She was trying things. Trying to be more exact, trying to replicate the things she's seeing in front of her. She's not succeeding, but she doesn't care, not when she's finally convinced someone to guide her. She just needed something to show him first.

Looking up, she'll be eying the first person and others after that who comes her way with a smile. She needed a model; flowers just weren't cutting it. ]

[voice]

IIIIEEEEE! [why did they actually make the spindle sharp?! He clutches his injured digit -

And stops. There's an abrupt silence as he realizes he's not at school anymore, and that he's got some weird kind of headpiece on.

Right on cue, the device begins its opening spiel. It gets through maybe the first two sentences.]


EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!



[Better hope your devices have audio equalizers, otherwise ouch. You can add "broken eardrums" to his list of crimes.

Those who happen to be near the Pet Cafe will be treated to this]

[The video feed turns on from the communicator revealing what appears to be a young boy(or a girl depending of your perspective) looking very confused. A few seconds later, he notices the communicator and he's fiddling around with it for a bit, staring for a moment. It's clear has no idea how it works as he lightly taps on it and starts talking a bit loudly at first]

Hello? Hm~ I wonder what this thing does? I've never seen anything like it before.

This place is definitely not the castle and--

Oh no! Did I manage to sleepwalk out of it? That means I'm lost or-- wait is this a [Raenef flails a bit, looking very panicked as he notices the the iron ball attached to his foot] ...kidnapping?!

[He looks like he's about to cry, before a thought hits him] Hey! I'm a Demon Lord, you know, so you can't really keep me here so easily, I can just--

...Teleport and get out of here, yeah!

[There's a really long pause as he tries to visualize the castle so he can easily leave, but when that doesn't happen he'll go right back to panicking again]

Eh? It's not working? ...The only thing I can get right and it doesn't even work to get me back! Don't tell me I lost my powers?! Eclipse, please don't get mad at me for this! It's not even my fault-- !

[And the transmission turns off]

[Yuuri is still hanging out at the baseball field after that morning's practice going over things with Murata when he makes a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!]

We need more baseball players!

Who else wants to play that isn't already? Or who just started because sometimes I forget to actually write it down or tell Murata. Oh! That's right. Murata is back to be our manager again. [The video pans over to another Japanese boy. Wave to the people, Murata. And now it snaps back to Yuuri.]

Suzaku, we should probably talk about when we're going to have our games before it's suddenly winter or the field is covered with dinosaurs or made of marshmallows or anything like that.


(OOC: I try to keep the roster up-to-date, but sometimes I fail, so if you should be on there but you don't have time to tag in ICly, just drop me an OOC note here or in IM or plurk.)

[When Cain stepped into the dojo for his morning warm-ups, it had looked like a small tornado had passed through. Which, of course, presented a problem for his class at noon. Rather than tempt his students into contributing to the dojo's unfortunate destruction, or into using the splintered equipment to shank each other, he decides to hold class outside in the open field nearby.]

[Students can find both Cain and Gaunt there, with salvaged equipment on hand.]

Sword fighting isn't just about training the body. If we're going to have any hope of turning this into an art rather than an exercise whacking each other with sticks, it's time to start exercising our minds.

We're going to start with a bit of meditation today. You're going to sit down, get comfortable, and close your eyes. Shed your thoughts and focus on your breathing.

[And after that, the usual lessons in whacking each other with sticks will ensue, with Gaunt as a guest/co-instructor!]

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((OOC: Specify the time of class in your action headers~ Cain's classes are, as always, mingle-style, so feel free to tag with each other as you please! ...Though Cain might threadjack to make :| faces at people who start whispering during the meditation portion.))