Criminal...? [ Xion has woken up at the beach / dolphin observation deck, but she isn't quite sure she understands. who is Acumen? is he related to Xemnas? what's an asylum, and what's an arcade? and this thing on her head... she seems to need it? this is beyond confusing. the ocean is pretty, but shouldn't she have returned to -- ? ] I don't think I'm supposed to be here. There's... something important that I have to do.

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

[there is a young man in plate mail armor standing outside the ice cream parlor, looking more than a little frustrated as he sits at an outdoor table, reading his pamphlet. when he finally has read all that there is to read, he manages to get to his feet and toggle the video function on. he might look a little like Guy if you've met him, but his expression is contained, reserved]


Greetings, everyone. I'm-- My name is Flynn Scifo. [conscientiously leaving off all titles, etc. he isn't sure what kinds of people could be here, and he may well be alone] I've read this pamphlet, and I appreciate the information within, although of course I find it -- a little hard to believe.

Am I to to understand that there are people here who have crimes committed in the line of duty, or to protect others, and who are still being arrested as criminals?

And-- if anyone knows of a way I can seek to correct my list of crimes, I would appreciate it. [he sounds somewhat put-upon] I realize that it won't make any difference, but all the same, I would like it to be known that I most certainly have never poisoned anyone. [mortally offended right now]

[ 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. ]

[He didn't really start to feel it until he was done with morning training and now -- not uncontrollable, but it is extremely uncomfortable. Just enough to never let him entirely forget. Good thing Conrad's patrols aren't until this evening. But it does beg the question of that to do about it.]

[Blood packs in the shelter are plentiful (if unpalatable), and Diva needn't know. But if he should find someone willing, was that so wrong? -- No, he shouldn't think that way. But once the thought is there...]

[He settles himself down at the edge of the park, shelter elevator in plain view. As are plenty of passersby, which his eyes follow for just a little too long.]

((OOC: hungry vampire is twitchy. It won't be hard to notice that he doesn't seem to be feeling well, but he absolutely will not attack anyone so feel free to sit down for a chat.]

[There are wide, rolling green fields all around with trees scattered on the landscape. The sun is high overhead, the skies a bright blue, and the air is warm. A great sense of peace seems to stretch over the land, and if one wanders enough, they'll come across a vast lake of pure, cool water. Link is sitting on the shore, a fishing pole in his hand, and he casts it occasionally but doesn't seem perturbed by the fact that he isn't catching anything.]

[A beautiful red mare is grazing nearby, saddled, and she'll lift her head to watch suspiciously if anyone comes close, but she won't move. The boy stretches a little, and occasionally murmurs affectionate things to the mare, who flicks her ears and snorts in return. If you watch him long enough, you'll see a glowing, light blue orb circling around his head--a fairy.]

[The dream begins with a view of the castle courtyard, a small clearing of grass and flowers surrounded by high walls of stone. A set of steps leads up to a raised area underneath a darkened window with the symbol of the Triforce engraved above. It is clear from this viewpoint that besides the trees, and the flowers, and the grass, there is nothing living in this scene. For this one moment, everything is still, and everything is silent.

Without warning, the view switches to a close-up look at the window. It is impossible to see what is on the other side though the layers of dust and dirt that have built up over the glass, but that does not seem to matter to Zelda, who has suddenly appeared to stand beside it.]

Will you look through the window?

((OOC: Zelda dungeon-style dream! This post is closed to those with permission, since I will shortly be going on a trip and will not have much time to tag. If you would like to tag in, please poke me first on plurk or Zelda's contact post.))

[The downpour earlier had only served as gentle music as she pored through books in the library. Pictures and words drew her into worlds she doesn't know of, making it easy to lose track of time. But was it already evening? She should perhaps be heading home and make dinner but her eyes felt tired. Maybe closing them for a few minutes would be alright, no harm in that...]

----- I - Home -----
( And all that I have is all that I want.... and all that I have is yours. )


----- II - Battlefield -----
( Painted skies -- I've seen so many that cannot compare, to your ocean eyes. )


(( OOC: Closed to Zelda, Tobias, Gaunt, Greed and Tieria. If you'd like to hop in, feel free to poke Sasha's contact post so we can work something out! Also, I will be VERY SLOW in replying but I'll be backtagging FOREVER. Lyrics credit: "The Sun and The Moon" by Mae. ))

[After the unexpected outbreak of violence from earlier, the young hero was left shaken and more than a little agitated. He's thankfully only a little roughed up. Why hadn't it occurred to him that people here really had been locked up for good reason? Everyone he'd met so far had been nothing but kind, but he would have to stay on guard now--for Zelda's sake.]

[He's slumped underneath a tree in the park, and the notes of the ocarina drift almost mournfully through the park as he tries to distract himself. It isn't working. He wishes he could just escape from this place with the princess--but it's no use. Teleportation simply doesn't work here.]

[A familiar melody comes to mind, and before he can stop himself, he's quietly playing the Song of Storms, and he has to admit that he's enjoying himself. It's easy to get lost in the music. He plays through it once, and starts to begin again when something very odd strikes him--it's growing dark.]

[There's suddenly a crack of thunder, and he jumps a little with surprise just before rain begins to pour down. The young man is left looking entirely shocked at himself, staring up at the sky with bewilderment. His earlier scuffle forgotten, he scrambles with the communicator after a moment, and forgets to filter it.]

Zelda? I think the Ocarina still works! [He summoned a storm! Be proud of him!]

[It starts with one light at first, lifting itself from a roof nearest the beach--a solitary lantern glowing and drifting away on the light breeze. From one come many, several burning glows bursting to life and rising up above the trees and the buildings, lanterns of all shapes and sizes floating along like a river of lights. They bob and weave around each other, lightly bumping to change their directions, similar to stars high up near the apex of the dome, the waters below sparkling from the glow.

At the beach there are several tables where inmates may receive a lantern of their own to light and send on its way into the sky, joining the others as they burn through the night.]

[The lanterns are all around the dome, but they will eventually make their way to floating above the waters at the beach. Feel free to see them just about anywhere outdoors! If you want the full effect, check out the full scene from Tangled.]

[Calling all lllllladies! And you other people too. Timcanpy is a magical golem belonging to one Allen Walker and created by one Cross Marian and he has been sulking for a while now! His boy has a new best friend (man's best friend, in fact) and there is only so much clinging to Cross that a golem can do. Plus, new people have arrived, and that is exciting. Tim wants to meet all those new people.]

[So here is your chance to strike up a rapport with a little animated gold ball with wings! Timcanpy likes the ladies best, but he will accept petting, food, and attention from just about anyone.]

[GO.]

[Just the thought of calling Conrad makes her giddy, and while it's great to feel like she's floating on air as she gets ready to make this call, it certainly doesn't do her any favors in the caution department. Have one blushing princess who has completely forgotten to filter this to only the person she's addressing.]

Conrad~, are you free this evening? I would like to see you.

[Anew laughs as her blue haro rolls around in front of her on the grass. Its eyes blink, but it doesn't say much yet. It bumps into her pet giza rabbit which looks momentarily annoyed before Anew picks up the haro and moves it away.]

I think it's time you had a name, little guy.

[She looks at the camera, tucking some lavender hair behind her ear as she shyly addresses everyone:]

Does anyone have any good ideas for his name?

[Aerith is kneeling when the video turns on. She looks confused, her brow furrowed faintly.]

This...isn't the Temple. [She unclasps her hands and rises, slowly, to her feet.] Hello? [Turning in a circle, she takes in her surroundings bit by bit.] ...Cloud? Did you follow me?

[It seems unlikely that Cloud would have relocated her without her knowing, but how else could this be explained?]

Hmmm... [She notices the device watching her and bends down, picking it up.] My name is Aerith Gainsborough. Can anyone hear me?

[This is usually the time Conrad trains, and to be sure he can be found near the dojo. But this time, his sword is resting comfortably in its sheath as he leans back against the outer wall. Arms crossed and a little smile on his face that might just slightly resemble amusement, he has the distinct look of someone who is waiting for some entertainment.]

[He has something specific in mind, but if his guest is actually on time he'll be shocked. In the meantime, whoever comes around would be just fine to occupy him.]

((OOC: in case his moods re: the tag order seems weird to anyone, the order of threads is Zelda > Kaito > Wolfram > Yuuri))

To all you folks making fun with the paint. Dry yourselves off before heading to the bar. I don't need the seats dyed a million shades of color.

[Yeah, someone's not to happy with the mess he's left to clean-up.]

((ooc: Meant to post this Thursday but work killed me. Action available to anyone who just wants to play in the bar too.))

--I can't believe they're celebrating Holi. [He's kind of thrilled about it, and laughs.]

Holi is a festival of colors. I'm not sure if there's religious significance to it or not, other than that it's for spring, but in India people would throw colorful liquid or powder on passersby. And if you say to them, "Pardon me, but it's Holi," they're supposed to forgive you.

It's a lot of fun, if you can relax enough for it. If not... [sly] maybe you should stay indoors today?



((ooc: Respond to his voice post here! Otherwise this is an EVENT POST. Comment here if you want your character to get powdered, or if you want to lurk and throw brightly-colored water at other people, and other people will respond to your comment to oblige! Calling all pranksters, goofballs, and trolls!))

[Upon entering the music hall, you will notice the music sheets and student ocarinas set out on the table as they usually are for class. There are also several harps set up nearby, and Zelda is warming up on one of them. She starts with simple chords and arpeggios that slowly lead in to a full song that she had learned from a music book in the library. It might be a good idea to pay attention to her warm-up, since she will be beginning instruction on the harp today.]

((OOC: Backdated to morning, sorry for the delay! Please put before/during/after class in your header as appropriate.))

[It's the tea purrty! As listed on the invitations she sent out, when five o'clock rolls around, Nepeta has set up a bunch of blankets in Sector Four with tea things strewn all over them. Every teapot comes in a pastel color with a black cat pattern on it, and they contain such things as Purrl Grey, Rawrjeeling, Cameowmile, Tannya, Raspurry tea, Blooberry tea, and a blend she's labeled "secret blend! :33". There's also a pot with a red stripe painted around the lid that holds red-colored tea, beclaws Nepeta purrmised.

Courtesy of the bots and Kanaya, there are crumpets and tarts and sandwiches and pie and all sorts of other tasty treats scattered between the teapots and teacups.

Just about anyone Nepeta's talked to has been invited, but she won't compurrlain if they purring guests! And if you stumble by on accident? She'll force a cup of tea on you and insist you try a tart. :33]

[[OOC: Event-ish type post, feel free to tag around~. And even though she sent invites, it's open to anyone that would be in Sector 5 near sunset. And the "secret blend" is a ridiculously STRONG lemon tea. "OMFG how can you drink this without sugar" strong lemony flavor. Have fun with that. X33]]

[The confusion is written all over the young man’s face as he reads the message flickering across the screen. Is it magic? It must be... A quick scan of the area tells him that the Sages and the princess are nowhere to be found. The last thing he can remember is Ganon being sealed away, and at last, it all being over...]

...Zelda? ...Navi?

[The silence is a little bitter, and the battered Hero takes a seat with a weary sort of sigh. He’s tired, and he doesn’t know what to think... but so long as everyone is safe, he can take a moment to breathe. Whatever comes next, he’ll handle it. He doesn’t realize that he’s somehow managed to turn the video on, and anyone looking will see he’s bruised and beaten.]

[It doesn’t take him terribly long to notice the basket, and he reaches out to pull it closer before he notices the chain around his ankle. He pauses like that for a moment, fingers outstretched apprehensively.]

[Have a confused derp!hero]

[In the early evening, Roxas heads over to see Xion and Axel at his old house the way they'd planned. He knows that she's expecting a tiny party of just the three of them, plus Aqua, but he comes trailing a small crowd of people. Some of you might be bearing streamers, some balloons, some appetizers, some cake with a big candle in the shape of Xion's name... and someone bearing a big container of fruit punch.]

[He shushes everyone as they get close to the door, and then knocks briefly before opening the door, peeking his head in.]


Hey, Xion! [brightly] Happy birthday...!


[And he opens the door to let everyone in. Go forth, hang up your streamers, and have fun!]


((Sorry this is so late!! Event post, feel free to have your own threads, thread amongst yourself, etc. But don't forget to say happy birthday to Xion! Xion's friends are invited, and if you tagged Roxas, assume you have an invite if we didn't get around to it yet. There will be a party game: suggestions were musical chairs, truth or dare, or pin the tail on the donkey. Or feel free to suggest your own!))