[ greetings, Marina. Hawke again. today she just tosses a wave at the camera. ]

Let it never be said I was good at planning... well, anything... but I came across something that sounded like a bit of harmless fun. Not that it has to stay that way. [ winks ]

It's a charming little drinking game called "I Never". And if at least half of us are passed out on the floor by the time the evening's over, I'll consider it a success. The tavern would have been my first choice, but as it met a rather sad end... shall we say around eight o'clock? In the club?

((OOC: Forward-dated action in the comments! Enjoy!))

( Index )

Yeah, you miss her too don't you Belle?

[The camera focuses briefly on a baleful look on the white cat's face before jerking slightly. Now it has a good view of a pair of chewed up shoes. She paws the shoe.]

She's not going to be home in a while. They've got her locked up. [A slight pause here as Wisely comes into view, one hand running through his hair, but still focused on the cat.]

Mm. It sucks, but what can you do? She tortured that General guy. [Belle meows, tail hitting the floor. Wisely chuckles.]

Well, yeah I agree. When you think about it, she and Tyki went really easy on those Exorcists. It's troublesome, but those merciful sides to them are kind of endearing. Don't you think?

[Specifically, Road and Tyki's merciful sides because after all this time Wisely still doesn't understand why they stayed their hand from killing them all. Belle stares some more at Wisely who finally looks up at the camera.] I don't think I can do that. I'm completely harmless, after all. [small pause]

Oh and Road, Belle misses you. Come back soon, okay?

[ the beautiful, yet lazy boy appears again - surrounded by dozens upon dozens of butterflies. If anyone knows their locations, they'd know Dietrich was in the Butterfly Pavillion.]

I suppose things haven't been too horrific. For a jail, it isn't ... too bad. I'm surprisingly still in one piece, as I expected only brutes to be in a place as violent as it seemingly is projected.

Oh well- so I found a home but... this place is much more lovely. I tend to spend a lot of time here lately, I can lose myself here. It's safe~ right? I try to spend equal time in the library as well, I can capture a sense of something familiar there, anyway.

Well then, I guess I was wrong about this place -- but I won't hold my breathe forever. It's just as free as 'home' anyway.

[his voice is smile-smirking, hiding and in a way rather secretive. There's a hint of what could be sadness, but whether or not it's really there, false or truth, is hard to really tell. Either way, he'll just be here with the butterflies, dreaming of life.]

["Think about all the things over the last year for which you are most grateful"... That message had made her chest tighten. Sure, there were things she was grateful for, but she was pretty far away from a lot of those things at the moment. That was why she had decided to just sneak past all the festivities to grab a black notebook from her apartment and head off to the Butterfly Pavilion. She didn't really have a reason for going there, but it seemed as good a place as any, especially after sitting herself down in one of the corners of the park. If she could avoid unexpected company, all the better.

With a light sigh she cracked open the notebook and started making notes with her slightly large and looping handwriting. Every now and again she stopped to press the top of her pen against her lip and narrow her eyes as if she was figuring out a tough math problem, but before too long she would just get right back to writing as if nothing had happened. She had her limits though, and her eyelids were starting to get heavier and heavier in order to remind her of that.

...Maybe she could just rest her eyes for a moment. Just one. That wouldn't cause any problems, right?

And before she knew it she was fast asleep.]

[ a video feed pops on, and then pans across the public baths. and there's a voice over: ]

Clean water... ample soap... immaculate linens... it doesn't even smell like anyone's ever been here. I'll forgive the warden for it not being deep enough to dive.

Do I really have to go home?

[ the video picks up bare feet and bare legs as Hawke hops down into the bath, and then the feed focuses on her already-getting-red face. she looks positively blissful. and yet, smirky as always. ]

I know there's a party tonight, and we all should look our very best. Would anyone care to join me? I'll wash your back, if you wash mine?

( Deep Puck thoughts that mostly amount to 'be more fun, guys' )

( The actual spell )

[OOC: Feel free to thread amongst yourself, anywhere in the dome! Here's the OOC post for details.]

[The shelter is clearly equipped for a celebration to mark the changing of wardens. Everything is neat and tidy, with decorations and a generous food spread laid over the tables for the taking. There’s also the usual entertainment in the common areas – TVs, video games, movies. Maybe you can talk someone into an impromptu karaoke party. Why not? Sentience doesn’t mind.

There’s a party to be had, so get down with your bad self.



Need an invite? Aren’t quite sure what’s going on? Well, here’s a friendly neighbourhood Judith to explain it to you. The camera feed pans over a glammed up corner of the shelter’s common area before going back to her face. It’s clear she’s pleased by the set-up.]

If I had known this was planned, I would have made some special cupcakes.

[Are you wondering what goes into Judith’s special cupcakes? Keep wondering.]

I suppose after all the excitement from last night, it’s nice to have some fun and relax. I’m not sure it’s fair to have one party directly following another – but maybe I’ll get to make up for missed opportunities. [She wanted to kick a robot’s face in, okay.]



((OOC: Mingle post for Sentience’s party in the shelter! The shelter is decorated with streamers and there’s a feast spread! But only three types of ice cream, though. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves! It’s a celebration, anything goes. Backdated slightly to the early evening.

If you want to respond to Judith via video, feel free! There will be a thread for that right here! Notifs are turned off otherwise.))

[There's a blur of pristine white when the video is first turned on, before the view shifts around, revealing a girl in a very unique costume, white make-up powder on her face, and fake eyelashes to go with the whole ensemble. She looks like a performer, and that's just what Doll is.

She doesn't seem to realize how the communicator works yet though]

Blimey. 'ow d'you use this thin'? [It's turned around in her hands, video whirling around a moment before it focuses on her face again, bright blue eyes peering at it curiously. The only reason she's addressing it is because it seems to be able to talk somehow, so she puts it back on like it'd been when she'd first woken up] 'ello? Brother Joker? Sister Beast? Where's everyone?

[A pause, because the bed she'd been on her way to after that night's performance is gone – her surroundings now of an unfamiliar street – and so is the boy who should have been sleeping there as well. There's no sign of him, but she calls out anyway] Smile, you alrigh'..?