[Hatoko's working out a new schedule for herself.]

[Make herself a quick breakfast, go to the dojo, go to the library, go to the arcade for a couple of hours. Then go back to the shelter, eat lunch, and then back to the arcade until she needs to go and eat supper. She is a very regimented child.]

[She is just getting back from the shelter, having made herself lunch, and is on her way to the arcade. Obviously, someone should screw up her schedule.]

[Anyone happening by the training dojo will hear the telltale sounds of a fierce battle: the clanging of a sword against metal, boots stomping out a pattern of impossibly fast, complicated maneuvers. But upon looking inside, there is only one combatant.]

[Conrad has set up three man-sized training dummies and is consuming himself with turning them into innumerable pieces, which are scattered around on the floor. The fringe of his hair is damp with sweat, as is the collar of his uniform, but he doesn't stop. Each pass separates a new piece of the dummy from its source, and yet with each arc of his sword he fails to find what he is seeking. Each pass leaves him just as weak, just as helpless, as the ones before.]

[But he won't stop. He must sharpen his skills, train, prepare. Even if none of that can protect Yuuri in the way he needs. Even if Conrad's sword and all it stands for are meaningless, because they can't save him.]

[This is all he can do for Yuuri. And he can't afford another lapse that would cost him everything. And so he narrows his eyes and swings his blade and sends another innocuous piece of training dummy fluttering to the floor.]

((OOC: Someone, or several someones, should stop him before the emo goes nuclear. Save him from himself!))

[Hatoko's in a pretty good mood for someone who was nearly crushed to death yesterday. She honestly can't remember a lot of it yet, repressing the memories for now. She has a vague idea of what happened, and she remembers losing Suzuka, but nothing else.]

[But, she'll make it up to her.]

[She's already sitting at the Layer Table when Lelouch arrives, the Layer a giant, placid lake, with a rocky beach. Suzuka is running across the water, dodging and eliminating balls of light as she goes. Hatoko's dead focused on the scenario, her communicator to the side.]

[Although, she's honestly not as focused as usually.]

[She's excited that Suzaku and Lelouch are coming as well.]

I hope everyone is settled down now, and feeling better. Sentience mentioned that it put everyone to sleep...which allowed it to repair things...as well as tend to the wounded not already taken care of. Is everyone else patched up...?  For those I know but never saw yesterday...just letting me know you are fine would help put my mind to rest. The scent of blood no longer fills the dome, at least.

Also, there's a particular individual that I'm still a little concerned over. There was a little girl yesterday...that I helped. I never caught her name. She mentioned an angel named Suzuka, however. I'd really like if possible...if I could at least follow up on her and make sure that she is doing well. She was at the arcade when I found her. If you can hear this... and are not too afraid I'd like to speak to you.

It was nice seeing, at least...everyone...work together. Thank you...for...trusting me enough to at least try to help...

It sounds like now that the indoor hurricane has settled down, there have been a couple more arrivals. Which, timing wise, is probably a good thing. Much safer, anyway. Welcome to prison. I'm sure the fact that most people seem to be friendly here doesn't help very much.

I don't think I can  be the only one to notice, but...it seems like there have been made some changes to the dome while we were all asleep...

Good morning, criminals! I hope that you are all recovered from last night's unfortunate incident. This system has made sure to tend to the injuries of those of you who suffered more severe damage and had not received prior treatment from other criminals. It is extremely reassuring to know how you all come together in a crisis.

Anyone missing a pet can rest assured that their animal is safe and can be retrieved at your convenience from the pet cafe in Sector 2.

On another note, this system can now locate criminal Agatha's lifesigns within the dome. She is currently being pursued, but appears to have a prohibited device that is making it difficult for the sentinels to capture her. Therefore now seems like an excellent time to remind everyone that this system would be extremely grateful to any criminal who captures her.

I would also like to speak to inmate Cielo.