[ the graveyard is a spooky place, late at night. Lero hops on top of one of the headstones, facing the camera ]

So small, lero!

Isn't it? It seems grief comes here from other places, rather than originating here.

[ Lero cackles. ]

Earl-tama will fix that, lero~?

Ah, dear child, is there much to be gained in that? There are some lovely people here.

Lerooooo?

[ a hand picks up Lero and now the camera view changes, as they walk. ]

Stupid Exorcists, hurting Road-tama, lero! Mean, nasty, dirty--

Shhh, Lero. Sticks and stones, you know.

[ suddenly, there's a bright, violent flash of light, and the camera clatters to the ground, along with Lero. ]

E, Earl-tama? Earl-tama?! Earl-tama!!!

((ooc: Lero will reply to tags, but the Earl will not. The Earl is going away for a little while. :) Anyone who comes to the area will find a charred spot on the pavement, Lero, and the communicator. ))

OI!

[No, he doesn't care about being loud. In fact, he's making sure the recording area is practically at his mouth.]

What kinda of joke is this!? Where's Zangetsu!? Aizen!?

[Growling!]

Shit!

[The video flicks on, blurring a little as tiny drops of...water...fall onto the screen. The 11 year old girl behind the screen looks distraught, tears still collecting at the corners of her eyes. She breathes in an effort to calm down, but her voice comes out as tremulous]

U-um...is this really prison? Or an illusion maybe? I can't sense the magic any-anymore. Eriol-kun, what is this? I thought I had to -

S-sorry, my name is Kinomoto Sakura. [and here it takes on a panicked, higher pitch if possible] I – I can't stay! If I don't go home, everyone's going to disappear...they're going to d-die- I have to go home! I have to beat Eriol's spell or I'll never – I'll never see them again!

[Her face whips up, she's crying for real now.] Please, let me go! Please! I'll do absolutely anything, if I can only go back and save everyone – so...please.

[ooc: tagging may be slow-ish]

[Lavi's out taking a stroll around the neighborhood. He's made plans with Go-fer to get ramen but for now, he'll take his sweet time. His condition? Eh, okay. There's still a small hint of a limp but other than that, Lavi's feeling like his usual self.]

[Go ahead and jump run into him! He needs more in-person interaction.]

( Waking up all alone in one's mind... )

[A reach for the communicator, before flicking it on and listening for a moment. Has it really been a day, nearly two? Huh...]

Mmm...I guess...we're back. [A small smile at that]


((From now on, muses can private things to one of the three if muses should wish ♥))

[Shortly after the morning announcement, a video clicks on. Komui grins widely, looking quite pleased with himself.]

Ah, I see many of you have discovered my latest stroke of genius! [pointing at his own pair of twitching cat ears!] Adorable, aren't they? Even Anissina can't argue that. You can all thank me in turn~ Special thanks to our new friend Ritsuka for the inspiration and to Allen Walker for the idea! This is a prototype formula so they'll only last for a day or so but I'll work on a stronger formula for the future.

But oh, right, the important bit! [wagging a finger at the camera] This isn't all fun and games, you know. I need to see who's safe to be around Lenalee, so these are to keep all of you honest! Naughty thoughts make them fall off and expose you for the deviant you are, so keep your minds full of pure and clean things, boys and girls!

[seemingly to himself as the video pans away] I'll bet Lenalee looks so cute~

Good morning, criminals! It's a lovely, pleasant day with a warm atmosphere as in spring. I am considering making a slight drizzle this afternoon, to refresh the plantlife in the dome.

I have consulted with the Engineers regarding my emergency programming, and determined that changes were in order. I have now made it so that all systems and supplies will continue in the event that my awareness is sealed off from the facility for whatever reason. The recent incident will not happen again.

On an unrelated note, some of you have had your lifesigns altered slightly. Are you all alright?

[The video switches on with no one in the shot; Gino is showing off the new defense team HQ! It's not a terribly impressive building from this angle, got a nice computer setup and a few desks and a pile of clothes on one of them. He's deliberately not showing the cells. He's not sure yet if they're built to withstand freaky magic.]

Ta-da! The Marina Defense Team is now officially in full swing. So official we've got our own building -- with a cute little plaque outside. There's even some cots and a personal area upstairs. I know we're all eager to live here, right? Hahaha.

Could use some decoration, I think. I don't want this place to look like a police station. [dubiously] We need to get something on these walls, stat.



[voice; filtered to defense team]
[more seriously] So I have a list of people we should watch out for, and I wanted to make sure everyone knew about it. If you see anything suspicious, if you've got anything to report, do. There's been a lot going down in the last day and so we need to keep alert.

And I think maybe we all have a decision to make about Rido Kuran.

[After the meeting with the rest of the Exorcists, Lavi passed out on a sofa in the common room of Sector 0. He's catching his z's, lightly snoring, looks real peaceful, and would've continued on like that if it weren't for his sudden shout of--]

1739 WAR OF JENKIN'S EAR.

[Well there goes that nap. A surprised yelp, a crash, and Lavi's on the ground. He'll just stay there... clutching his dressed up wound ( thanks, Road )... totally not in pain.]

Ow, shit.

[ The prison is dark and mostly quiet, the chatter on the network might be dying down a little. And after a little while, there's a soft singing, accompanied by a piano~ ]

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

( cut for continued verses )

Everyone seems to be enjoying the festivities these days. [ cheery ] I wonder how long an average year lasts here.

Ah, and a simple question, for those who feel like satisfying an old man's curiosity. What would each of you call your... station in life? Male, female, or neither? And what is your class? Occupation? Title, if any? Nationality?

[ pleasant ] I'll start, shall I? My name is Jade Curtiss, my class is baron, my title is colonel, and I hail from the Malkuth Empire. If that isn't particularly helpful, my world is called Auldrant.

[A certain goddess is in a thoughtful mood. She also has too much energy. So Ammy's busy running it off, racing around the dome and blooming flowers everywhere as she does. Said flowers last for about three seconds before vanishing.

She's not looking for anyone, but she needs to find Fou-Lu eventually. But right now, she's going to run]

AH HA! [You might hear subtle hints of things exploding in the background—small things! It's really more like popping. Nothing at all to concern yourself with!]

Now that the prototype is done, I'd like to—what was that phrasing again? Ah yes!—wish you all a Merry Christmas. My gifts for everyone should be making their way around.

((OOC: See this post for details on the randomized kissing couples and how Mistletoe-kun operates. Feel free to comment here directly to Anissina or to play out your random kissing—just make it clear in the subject please!))

I do so love Christmastime! Such a festive time of year.

Would anyone like to help me decorate my hat~? ♥ I do believe it should reflect the joyous atmosphere.

[Joshua just so happens to be sitting at a piano. One elbow is resting on a few of them, cheek in palm. Finger plunk out a few notes here and there. Disjointed, if anything. The sound might be a song if someone could put it all together. But his brows are furrowed and he isn't doing anything to hide his irritation and just downright anger that's burning behind violet irises. He's grown weary of this and tired of this game. Tired of the people here. Tired of not being anything less than what he really is beneath it all.

He's so disgusted he wishes he could waste a perfectly good breakfast by throwing it all up. But that would be inconsiderate of the food. Joshua respects food, especially foods that he likes.

The communicator has been thrown across the room. Joshua doesn't care if he broke it or not. He'll request a new one. If he needs to. If he even wants to. Joshua realizes that he is acting like a child, but he'll be damned if he cares. Sentience is back. Big deal. Funny how people just loathe the machine while its present, panic when its not, and then welcome the blasted thing back with open arms and happy faces.

People really are disgusting things at times. If he could put together the sound of Marina... Joshua doesn't think it would be very appealing. Instead he straightens his posture, but the look on his face remains. This time as his fingers hit the keys, he plays the melody that He knows best: Shibuya. He misses it. Joshua actually misses it. Or is it that he misses who He is there? His powers? Being able to disappear? Joshua pushes those out of his mind, only focusing on this right now. If it can take his mind off of here, then he'll for for that at the moment.]

Heeeeeelloooo everyyyyyone!

[Sakamoto waves over the video, although he is waving very sloppily in an up and down motion. It is obvious that he was drinking in the wee hours of the morning, and it is apparent that he is very drunk. It's also apparent that from the top it appears that he has nothing on. He is smiling, however, and seems pretty content, unaware of the raging headaches and wretchings that are sure to come later.]

Ahahahaha! It seems that I have lost my clothes somewhere, haha! It would be very helpful if I could find them, ahahaha! It's kind of... Really, really cold, haha! It seems I am missing my scarf as well! I've lost my red jacket, wooden geta, and my pants, haha!

I don't even have my shoes, hahaha! I can't seem to feel my toes, but I can't really seem to feel my brain either! Haha!

Eek, I must be the king of Canadia! That's a cold place, isn't it, ahahahaha! Where is it exactly though? What continent, haha, ahahahaha! I've heard of it soooooomewhere-

[And with that he accidentally cuts off the feed.]

((OOC: This is a reference of his body type? It makes no sense, I know.

...The reason that he is naked is because in his drunken stupor, he went to the showers to somehow wash his clothes but he left them there... And now he doesn't remember where they are.))

The little light in the sky is very helpful Roxas, a great many thanks~! ♥

I do believe it's gotten quite cold, here and I've come to find I have an excess of blankets where I am right now. I would very much like to give them to those who need them, since I am fortunate enough to not feel the cold. ♥

The air quality is quite bad, but I will be outside the shelter in a few moments. With Lero's help, I may be able to shield anyone who would like a blanket.

[ some "lero lero lero" in the background ]

[ There's a laugh to start it off, faint and tremulous and perhaps a bit of nervousness to underlie it all. The focus is on a rather rumpled young man, dark of mussed hair, suit wrinkled as if slept in on more than one occasion. The dimmed lights make his expression difficult to discern, but it seems as nervous as his voice, despite the faint smile present.

Not a very impressive sight all, crouched against the wall, and under the fading light, as he is. ]

Haha. Kinda cold, isn't it? So no one really knows when this 'Sentience' is going to kick back online, huh? I guess not.

So. Aah-- [ A nervous cough, a clearing of the throat. ]

J-just something to talk about, you know? Pass the time. What-- What are some of you in here for? I mean, by the sounds of it, most of us are kind of here for no real reason. All this stuff about 'crimes you're going to commit' and all that. It's pretty weird, isn't it?

What reasons were you given?

[Completely unaware that she broadcasted an entire conversation earlier.]

Sorry to bother you, everyone, but I've been wondering about things and wanted some answers.

What makes a person a person? Instead of a thing? A heart? A soul? What?

[Private to Roxas]

Roxas, there's...something I need to tell you.


[OOC: Xion is buried under a pile of blankets in her room, if either of her BFFs want to come have a word in person. ♥]

Hey, brat. I got you something:




Wear them every day, okay? That's an order. Some bitch said they were "in", I don't even know.

Who the fuck ever said I wasn't the best older brother ever?
[Pft. This Wanijima is bored.]

((ooc; action option open to Fort if she feels like it, as alwayssss))