Yo. Did ya miss me?

[ Greed's feeling much better after getting some food and a nice, long nap in him. Now it's time for some fun! But first, checking on the bar if anyone's around. It's the Devil's Compass, sector 5. It's a little easy to miss, but it's all Greed's and don't you forget it! until he leaves again and it goes back to being Tyki's ]

Here's a thought. If you find a loop hole on how to beat the system, how about you go ahead and don't talk about it over the network like an idiot.

Just a little public service announcement from me to you. Hold the applause. I'll blush.

[Good day to make friends?]


(OOC: Feel free to run into Kitty out and about if you'd like. She'll be hitting up the training hall and the shelter kitchen for some breakfast and some random points in between.)

[The video feed opens to the side of the dome, smooth polished glass tinted blue from the waters beyond. A hand comes out to touch it -- a hand made of what appears to be blue-grey pebbles? Some of the darker ones, interspersed throughout the flat slate of the rest, shine a bit in the artificial light.]

[The hand sweeps over the glass, almost thoughtfully. The feed then shifts, the user setting the communicator on the ground to reveal a tall, lithe figure swathed in beige, complete with cloak, hood, and cloth mask covering his face from the nose down. And a restraint, of course, so heavy that it’s bowing the floor beneath it. What you can see of his face is more stone, his eyes framed by yet more dark blue rocks. He ponders the dome for a long moment, then reels back and delivers a very hard *punch* with his stone hand, all his two thousand pounds of weight behind it.]

[Nothing happens except for a spectacular noise. The stone man reaches up to pluck off his mask, stroking his chin.] Hmm. Must be a magic seal of some sort.

[ Welcome to a lovely little city. There are plenty of people about, and they're cheerful and friendly; they'll wave at you as you pass on by. There might be something a little bit quaint about the buildings and the way people around you are dressed. Cobblestone streets, arching doorways -- and the tallest building anywhere is the castle, not so very far away but somehow distinctly remote. On some level, you just know you can't get there.

Do you need any help? Directions, a tour? Have you lost any possessions? (Because the people here are mostly nice but some of them might steal your purse.) Well, never fear, because a young knight is heading your way.

He looks to be around sixteen or seventeen, and his eyes are bright. Yuri won't recognize you, but he is so pleased to be useful. Let him be useful for you? Or just gawk a little at the tiny puppy following in his wake. ]


((ooc: Opennnn.))

[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. ))

[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.]

[Aerith is in the arcade. Her basket of flowers has been set aside - for the time being - and she seems to be focused on one of the games.]

Stop moving~! [She pouts and a high-pitched beep resounds from the machine.] That's not fair. [Sighing, the flower-girl meanders over to an empty booth. Plopping down on the cushion, she smiles at her recorder.]

Is anyone good at games? I never got to play them much, but I think I'm getting better. [Her green eyes sparkle mischievously.] Maybe we can have tournaments~!

[Morning, and Allen is sitting up in his bed in the hospital, legs folded cross-legged underneath him. His right arm is in a cast, and he is picking at it with his left hand. He's not enjoying himself, but he's let other people convince him to stay here for a little bit longer.]

[Timcanpy's back, though, on his shoulder with tail draped over his neck. He has to look after the boy, after all.]

[After a beat of hesitation, Allen turns on the communicator.]


[voice]

No classes for me today, I'm afraid. Yuuri-- ah, if you still want to study together, I'll have to suggest a change in location.


((ooc: castmates who would have been informed earlier can backdate threads to shortly after he gets to the hospital, just say so in the header!))

[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.

Oh mom...

[The screen jostles, tilting up as a small thump is heard. Kneeling on the ground, long brown hair sweeps the pavement below as a young girl falls to her knees in defeat.]

I... I realize that setting up camp on private property is wrong, but I never imagined how serious the offense! [Dark eyes swirling she reels dizzily, head spinning] I don't even remember there being any pressed charges. I'm the worst. Such an idiot! The lowest of low. To think that the Sohma allowed such a hardened criminal into their home.

[Gloom]

I'd punish me too.

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.))

[Have a Mokou wearing a t-shirt too big for her and a ratty pair of overalls. Multi-coloured and somewhat damp. Sitting on a backless stool in the shelter kitchen eating a somewhat-charred lollipop.]

So. [Smirk-smirk.] Who's "Pouncellor de Leon"? [She holds up her copy of the disgustingly-pink mass-mailed postcard.]

((OOC: she's somewhat settled, and Holi making her remember her bff/leash-holder back home has made her calmer and less ready to singe someone at the slightest provocation. Feel free to poke her in person without worry.))

--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!))

Excuse me, but...what exactly is this?

[Arianna's holding up a small but odd-looking little bag. Those in the know might catch on that it's actually a gris-gris charm.]

If this is an attempt to mark a claim on a house, I'd advise writing a note instead. Or was I misinformed and only certain kinds of people are allowed to live in each of the sectors? [This is all said politely in case she's jumping to conclusions, but it's obvious she isn't pleased.]

[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]

The stones. Did you retain any, or will I have to persuade the Warden into transporting them here?

[The message is directed to Greed, but not filtered because it takes effort and she doesn't care if the network knows she's asking for "Stones", so anyone is welcome to respond]

If anyone here knew Karen Kasumi, I don't think she's here anymore. [So many disappearances today...]

I'd appreciate it if anyone in the Defense force could confirm that.

[To Tyki]

Guess asking for things does work sometimes. Got the liquor license, now I just need a list. Anything you want to add?

[Sasha]

[It's taken him a few days to get to this but, whatever. Sasha hadn't exactly left a comfortable feeling behind the last time they talked, but he didn't exactly have many options, either.]

Hey, Sasha. Heard you've got a gift for cooking. Want to give it a try down at my club? The name's Greed if you don't remember. [And don't make him regret asking if you don't :| ]

[The ball-weight floats two feet off the ground, hovering unsteadily as it turns in place. Ava clenches her teeth and rubs at the ache in her temples while she focuses on it, trying to keep it even.

It shouldn't be this damn hard.

She hadn't been able to sleep. She was restless and her head had been aching for days now. She knows why, but she's been putting off doing anything about it like the lazy person she's become. But if she's not going to sleep the migraine away, she may as well work it out of her system and knock some rust off her skills why she was at it. Why had she slacked off so much?]

[This is a placeholder for the daypost, since Acumen's player may not be around to write something up. If you were expecting a request, a yelling-at, etc, please consider it given. Assume it is a clear warm day!

Feel free to leave kiosk requests here.]