[ The "sun" is setting in the dome and it's a perfect evening for a stroll in the graveyard. He should thank the Defense Force for having its festivities tonight; though by no means does it occupy the entire prison, it takes up just enough that things are quiet here. He knows Tyki and Road are there, in the shadows, waiting with almost as much anticipation as he is. So good, to be reunited this way.

He stops in front of one simple, white tombstone that reads "Tatewaki Kunou" and sets the akuma doll's frame on the ground beside it. He filters a channel on his communicator and speaks: ]

Akane, this is Adam. Do you have a moment?

[ The poor dear; he knows she's suffering and has been unhappy. It will all be over soon. ]


((ooc: Backdated to around 6:30pm-ish (Friday) and closed to participants mentioned.))

[She's mulled, and steeled herself for the last few days. There are two things important to her that need to be dealt with, and there can be no putting them off.

The girl connected to Kunou, and... someone she owes many explanations to. So, she finally turns on the voice function to get matters settled for good]

[Private | To Akane]

If I remember correctly, you... are the one who knew Tatewaki Kunou...?


[Filtered | To Lelouch, Suzaku]

Your-- [A few moments. She's never had this much trouble saying it before, and it shows in her hesitation] Your Majesty...?

[The video shows someone sleeping, a young brunette woman... sitting on the grass, leaning on a tree. She awakens slowly, looking at the grass with blurry eyes at first, but then her head gazes up to the sky. It seemed like the sunlight was hurting her eyes, but she was trying to focus on the place around her. Suddenly, her light blue eyes widen and holds her head with both hands, making a pained expression and whining a little.

Her looks changed a little; very long and straight hair, but still the same features, maybe a bit aged but nothing completely different. She stands up, holding herself with one hand to the tree, still looking at the place which seemed to be a park and walking carefully so she couldn't fall off. Many memories were passing through her mind, totally confusing... the only thing she could mumble was something she wanted to surpress but failed at the attempt to do so.]

... Ugh... This is... crappy...




[ooc: Sup Marina! Miss her much?]

[Guess who has their chain off now, Marina? Yes, that's right. This is one homunculus that is pretty damn glad about it to. Now it's time to have a little fun. What better way to do so than at the expense of others? Oh there is one little brat that just has it coming to him. Yes. That brat will pay for coming after Envy. Dearly. This is the best method that Envy can come up with. Human hearts are so easy to injure. Such weak things...

Envy takes a seat. It's preferable to be in a place that it could watch the look on Alphonse's face, but the chances of that were slim to none. Envy really doesn't like fighting, after all. Instead this little niche in the library will have to do. If anyone's watching, what they see isn't the homunculus in its chosen form. Rather it looks like a familiar looking blonde. Of course, the expression is skewed, distorted in a manner that is purely Envy and not Edward Elric at all. Though with practiced ease that all fades and Envy puts on a hard expression and clicks the feed on. Naturally, it's not only Envy's shape that has changed. The voice does too.]

You couldn't just do what I told you, could you? I told you he was dangerous, but you just had to go after him! You idiot! He could have killed you! What kind of little brother doesn't listen to what his goddamn older brother has to say!? Do you like throwing away your life!?

[Practically seething.]

If my Alphonse were here, he'd at least give a damn about what others were trying to tell him. Augh... What was I thinking? There's no way they'd be the fucking same...

[Then Envy cuts the feed, staying in Ed's form a bit longer and just laughing. Probably sounds pretty unnatural looking like this.]

Some prison. It can't even keep it's youngest prisoners under control. Quite the temper those little ones have. So reckless too.

[Laughs]

Keep trying, brat. Going to grow up to be like FullMetal Shorty and start fights we can't finish, huh?

[AND MORE LAUGHING.]

[Akane looks out of breath and on the verge of some sort of emotional upheaval, whether it be tears or a temper tantrum. She's been looking for Ranma since she woke up in the infirmary that morning. He promised to remain by her bedside until she got better. But when the sleeping sickness finally lifted and she stirred, she had looked around the unfamiliar hospital room frantically to find that it was empty.

His name... she can't find it in the contact list. And he isn't in his room or in any of the the usual places she's looked in the past to find him. Akane's had this feeling before; she experienced it when Reira left, and again when she found out Kunou was dead. Only this time, the fear and anxiety are physically taxing on her heart. She can't think. She can't breath. She's exhausted, and yet she can't rest. The pain in her chest, it's exactly what she's been fearing since she found herself in this prison. What would she do...? What could she do... if Ranma was sent back?

Her voice shakes as she speaks, and although her tone is hard and her eyes are filled with anger, it's clear that tears are burning in them.]

Ranma... I can't find him anywhere.

[He has to be here. She won't believe that he's gone. She never got to tell him... tell him that she...]

WHERE IS HE?!

...ssssomethin's wrrrong...

[She's trying to make a call or so she's telling herself as she fiddles around with her communicator. But Akane is sluggish. Her eyes are barely open, her forehead is covered with sweat, and her dark bangs stick to her skin as she blinks sleepily into the screen. Her cheeks are flushed with a deep red and her head keeps falling forward as if she's nodding off.]

…dojo... wassss ssssposed ta be aaat the...

[And she's out... again. This is the third time she's tried to get up, but this time she's only managed to fall out of her bed. As she hits the floor, the video cuts off.]


[ooc: Another case of the sleeping sickness. I'm sure you're all tired of seeing this. SORRY! >_<;;]

I'm trying to get a hold of Gino Weinberg, or I guess anyone from the Defense Force, really. I have a couple of questions about Senp--the deceased. And... well I want to help. [Her voice softens.] He was a friend of mine.

[ooc: Tatewaki Kunou and Akane are from the same world. She can provide information about him, such as his strengths and weaknesses in battle and possibly answer any questions the defense force might have about him. It probably won't be relevant to helping them beat the circle, but she of course wants to do what she can.]

[Al wakes up very tired. He wants to just roll over and go back to sleep, but he listens to Acumen's morning announcements. What he hears worries him. Impaired functions? Unusual lifesigns? Comatose?

He sits up in bed, Tama meowing and brushing up against him for attention. He manages a small smile, giving his cat two pats before he climbs to his feet, takes two steps forward, and flops to the floor lightheaded.

What was going on...? Was something going around? Al closes his eyes and leans his head back against the bed. He's probably just sick... He'll probably be fine... Just needs to get more sleep... He doesn't want to worry anyone. But... Acumen said that people should go to the hospital... He isn't sure about unusual lifesigns but impaired functions...

He could just climb back in bed and sleep... but Al hesitates. Their mother had been sick and she'd acted like nothing was wrong with her. She'd died because she hadn't wanted to worry anyone, because she hadn't gotten help. Al doesn't think he is that bad; surely he can't be that sick... but that nagging worry is still in the back of his mind. Get an adult, then. Get someone to help, since he feels so very tired and doesn't think he can get there on his own.

Al doesn't want to worry Ed or Winry... Akane's friend had just died... Conrad. Ask Conrad.

His mind isn't thinking very clearly, however, so even though he doesn't want to worry anyone else, he forgets to put a filter on to just his friend. He sounds exhausted.]

C-Conrad...? Are you... are you busy...?

[Akane is sitting outside the dojo, leaning her back against the wall near the entrance. Her eyes are nearly closed, as if she is in a daze. The color around her eyes is dark and her pigment is spotted with blotchy patches, as if she's been rubbing her face a lot. She looks tired and the whites of her eyes are red. In her hand, she has a water bottle that she occasionally raises to her lips, but otherwise Akane is pretty lifeless.

She sighs, her lips slowly mumbling a name before she closes her eyes tightly. She doesn't want to cry again. She can't cry. It won't change anything and it won't bring him back. But knowing that will hardly take away the guilt.]

Kunou-senpai...


[ooc: Tatewaki Kunou was from her world, so she's a little out of it since hearing about his death. Anyone is welcome to pop in and talk to her, but she might be a little despondent. Even so, she could use some cheering up.]

[When Risa has to leave Takami-senpai's room, something occurs to her - that night, she'll be returning to an empty room. He's still across the hall, but will that be enough if someone comes after her? Will he hear and react in time?

Besides, she has to stop depending on him. So, putting on her best bright, cheerful voice, she speaks over the communicator.]

Um. Hi! For those who don't know me, I'm Risa Koizumi. I just got here a coupla days ago. And I was wondering... is anyone, like, looking for a roommate? In one of the apartments or something? I don't really know anyone too well, but I'm not that tough to live with, I promise! I'll be really clean and polite and won't cause any trouble. I just... I don't really want to live alone anymore... [Her voice trembles a little.] ... So! Um! Just let me know, okay?

Good morning, inmates. It is the 59th day of the third generation.

There was an unfortunate incident near the shelter that resulted in the death of fellow inmate Tatewaki Kunou last night. The Defense Force has been mobilized to handle the situation, so there is no need to worry. It is advisable that inmates not roam the premises during the night hours, and that any with information pertaining to this situation contact a member of the force.

Inmate Haruhi Suzumiya, your request has arrived. You will find the disc copy at the entrance to Sector 1, the other items in the storage beside the theater.

I really hate storms. [A sigh.] And it seemed like it was going to be such a nice day. Oh well. I doubt that there will be any loss of power, but make sure you have your flashlights just in case. And... and... other provisions. Anyway, hope everyone stays safe~

[And that people have enough sense to heed Acumen's other warnings and she really REALLY REALLY hopes it won't be as bad as predicted. Akane hates things that have the potential to be spooky. -_-;;]

[Private to Al]

Hey, Al~! I'm finished with my morning work out. Did you still want to meet so that you can show me your alchemy? [As usual, she sounds chipper and excited.]

Um, excuse me. [The feed came into focus to show a very nervous Ashton, the dragons just out of the frame. It was obvious he was unsure about making such a public broadcast, sicne he had been so quiet the past few days, but this was urgent.]

I... don't want to bother anyone, but has anyone seen Reira around? [For a moment, he has to fight off a frown, and he looks away from the camera.] She was supposed to help me today, but... she isn't answering messages, and she hasn't called.

If anyone sees her without her communicator on, could you tell her I'm at my new quarters, and waiting? [He smiles a little, bowing his head.] I would really appreciate it!

[For a moment, it looks as if he was about to turn the feed off, but he remembered something.] Oh! That's right. I'm Ashton. I guess not everyone would know who to tell her the message was from. [He gave a nervous chuckle.] Thank you, again!

[Adrianna is a bit nervous, but tries hardly to be relaxed... she has to. This thing was of great importance, and she is not going to lose the opportunity. The blue-eyed brunette takes a soft, deep breath, and starts to speak with determination in her voice.]

Hey everyone! For those who don't know me I'm Adrianna Tate-Duncan. As we all know, yesterday was a very difficult day, and hope many of you are okay by now.

But... there are people who maybe couldn't deal with all this mess. We already said too much about many things we didn't want to let others know, and some of them didn't react very well.

The only thing I can say is: what's done is done! and we can't turn back time even if we want to. With all this being said, let's try to be happy and see our mistakes. If I learned something back home was not to give up on those we love, be they our friends or relatives, no matter what happens.

I wish all of you can settle your differences with each other...

[When she is finally done, makes a relief sigh and cuts the transmission.]




[ooc: symbolic icon is symbolic *wishes a Naomi so much! sob ;;*]

[Tama shows up on the screen, batting at the communicator and turning it on accidentally.]

Tama! Hey, don't play with that! [Al scolds the kitten, going over and scooping her up. He's dressed in pajamas and is getting ready for bed.

Sighing, he pulls back the covers and climbs in, setting Tama down on top of the blankets and petting her so that she'll stay there.]

Silly kitty. Why do you chew on that? You're not a dog. [His voice holds nothing but affection though as he wiggles his fingers in front of her. She pounces his hand playfully, nipping at his fingers but he doesn't seem to mind as he smiles softly.]

Someone was asking people what their saddest memory was today... Know what I said? It was when I woke up with those four years of memories missing and found out Brother was missing too...

( Cut for length, haha, this is kind of long. )

[Ranma's... sort of pacing back and forth in the hallway in front of Akane's room, all but psyching himself out for... what's supposed to happen. He takes lots of deep breaths, muttering to himself.]

Okay. This ain't a big deal, Saotome. Just... do it. Okay.

[He clears his throat, then knocks on the door and speaks up.] O-Oi, Akane! You ready?

[Groggy, an incredibly beautiful young girl moans slightly, pushing up from her spot on the ground. She appears dazed and confused, her hair a little messy.]

W...What...just...happened? [She rubs her eyes, and her words might seem a bit disjointed.] K-Kyon-kun...? Ah-- [She starts to appear alarmed, but her movements are slow and wobbly, almost as though she's drunk. She tries to push herself up and stumbles several times.] No---I...I have to call. [She's urgent now but her words are slightly slurred as tears form in her eyes before she abruptly pauses....and then  weakly begins patting her body as though in search for something.]

TPDD....TP..DD...no...n-no...where is the TPDD...!

[The boy's been here for a few hours before he makes any transmission. He's had plenty of time to observe a number of the voice and video posts and try and figure out what sense he can make of this place.

Such technology doesn't exist where - or at least when - he's from. Sure, he's familiar with telegraphs and still-cameras, but this machine seems to do things quite more complex than that.

Still, the device was conveniently labeled. ('Voice', 'Map', and 'Private' were pretty obvious, but even 'Video' wasn't too hard to figure out - the characters for "Move" and "Pictures" together.) He might as well ask a little bit, since with this weight chained to his ankle and no weapon to break it off with, walking has been a bit awkward so far. And no doubt the silent captor would be able to find him again.]

[He looks right into the camera as the broadcast starts, smiling constantly in amusement as he talks. Anyone watching will see a pretty unremarkable Japanese teenager from the shoulders up.]

Ah, good afternoon and pardon me...

I must say: how interesting to be spirited away to a place so far underwater like this! It feels a bit like I'm Tarou Urashima, newly arrived at the Palace of Ryuujin. [He's saved no turtles though he won't be mentioning that.]

Still, I'm afraid the the timing of my capture was a bit misfortunate. I take it the prison warden, Sentience-san, is quite a powerful person to have brought me here in the blink of an eye?

[This day wasn't a good one. Despite Adrianna was talking to some people just to distract herself, she was feeling like crap...

No, she wasn't sick or something, though she was locked in her room, lying in her bed and watching to his left hand, where an engagement ring was visible. You can notice her eyes are a bit teary, but tries to remain stoic.

Forgetting about the communicator completely, she started to sing a song she remembered. But in the end, she couldn't take it anymore and some tears are falling through her cheeks, so she covers her face with the pillow.]



[ooc: Season 2 dejavú? Maybe! ^^;;; So well... uhm... awkward situation y/y?]