[Video] (Backdated to the late afternoon)

[Kairi's face could mostly be made out in her feed. After a run in with the "nasty ma", she was learning to be a little more discreet about her whereabouts. Of course, logically? If she really wanted to play it safe, she should have just stuck with audio-- but she wasn't that worried. It might have even been just a precaution for the sake of her newly acquainted friends around the prison.

Her face seemed a little fallen. Concerned.]

Has anyone seen Sora? He was supposed to meet me hours ago. I'm starting to get a little worried.

[Action] (Later in the evening)

[Kairi swung her legs as she sat on a bench. She was at the beach again. That had been where she had agreed to meet with Sora-- and where she had been stuck waiting for him for hours upon end. There were plenty of times during that waiting period that she had thought to leave. People needed her help back at the hospital. Despite all her time that she put in there, she felt that she might still be needed. She had actually been kicked out because they had felt she was working too hard, but she couldn't help it. Being useful to people, being able to help instead of hinder as she before. The sense of satisfaction was charming to her.

Still. She stayed...

When she had first come there, the sun was far overhead. Now though... it was starting to dip away. She shuffled her feet in the sand and sighed. Just a few more minutes....]

(ooc: I've heard that my text was ungodly small 'cause my modifications fooled me into thinking it was a reasonable size, so I apologize for that and hope my tags are more forgiving on the eyes from now on!)

Oi! Listen up!

Many of you lived the life of a commoner before coming here. Don't even try to deny it! We all know this is true, and it's painfully obvious who some of you are!

So! Let's play a game, you commoners!

[Points at you. YEAH! YOU!]

Tell me about the games you played during your pathetic commoner life back on your world!

I want to know, because I want to try something new! And then maybe we can have a big get together and play the game that sounds the best!

[Yeah, as much as he dislikes most people, HE IS SO BORED.]

[Winry's communicator voice channel has been left on since talking to Al last night, having been too drunk to think to turn it off. She did manage to take it off her head at least, so that it came to a rest next to her pillow for the rest of the night.

After several hours of the microphone transmitting sounds of ruffling sheets and more or less silence otherwise, the blonde wakes up sometime after the morning announcements, head pounding and a rather sick feeling in her stomach.

The microphone doesn't pick up what she says very loudly, but there's a noticeable moan of pain followed by three words:]

Ohhhhhhh, my head....

[ She heard Nunnally speaking to Acumen, and decided now was as good a time as any. Dressed and ready for the day -- something she's usually not at this hour -- she moves from her room to the one shared by Nunnally and Euphemia.

Thankfully, she doesn't see any trace of Akagi in the house, and hopefully Suzaku managed to get some rest. She knocks on the girls' door, with Beagle sitting patiently at her feet. ]

[Good morning Marina! Have a smiley Xellos!]

What a lovely day, isn't it? I just had to bring my new friends out to play~ [he leans close and wags a finger, winking] Be sure to let them know how much you enjoy their performance! They're terribly shy.

( Slightly squickable content, perhaps. )

Bravo, bravo! That calls for an encore, I think...

((OOC: The lines are from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. Thanks to Pip for helping me find them!))

Good morning inmates. It is the 69th day of the third generation.

This system notes that many inmates show somewhat decreased lifesigns, and urges them to proceed to the hospital to tend to the injuries taken during the late-night festivities and fireworks. It seems it was a mistake to include the traditional beverages yesterday. Please exercise more caution when traveling at night, in the future.

To alert those who expressed interest, and those unaware, an address system will be set in place today by remote units, so the initial stages of the postal system requested by inmate Peregrine Mendicant is now underway. Barring any interference with this process, it will not be long before mail will be able to circulate the facility.

... not these things again. [ Brief scramble and a little "baroo?" noise, and then running sounds! ]


((ooc: Anyone who wants an action post, she's going to be dead when you find her. :3))

I- I've been here for a long time now and I couldn't help but notice...

NOBODY HERE IS A VIRGIN!

Of course Kiosan respects everyone's decision to become an adult, and Kiosan knows that's all personal business... but it's okay to slow down, too!

It's really okay to enjoy life as a kid.

Surely you know by now what I'm about to do.

[ Giggles ]

Ready for this boys and girls? I promise it's just a little different from the norm.

[ DRAMATIC PAUSE ]

Your crush. Significant other. Whatever it is you wish to refer to them as...

[ Should you guys be worried? ]

How did you establish it's them you wanted? What drew you to them in the first place? Do you think it can last?

[ Not as much as usual, it seems. ]

Sorry, though. I have nothing to add for personal experiences.~

*There is one dhampir again, this time without his ball and chain. He looks quite the worse for wear, ripped up gauze wrapped around his forearms and calves. Every few steps he looks to waver on his feet before righting himself. Getting attacked by the dragon thing yesterday certainly didn't do him any good. Having hid himself for the rest of yesterday, he decides to venture toward the shelter in the announcement.*

If I eat perhaps...I can feel better.

*Will you help out or point and laugh?*

[Private to Cain, Akagi Shigeru, and Sakura:]
Those of you who spoke to me previously about joining the defense force, I have responses for you from Gino. I'd be happy to discuss the matter over a private channel or in person, as you prefer.

***

[Shortly after informing the defense force applicants of the determinations, Lacus makes her way to Sector Four. It's past time to find herself a larger place to stay -- one with room for Sakura, if she'll want to come. And plenty of guests.]

[In any case, she's just wandering for now, taking in the sights of the most beautiful area of the dome and pondering which of them she might want to be closest to. You might find Pink jaunting around somewhere close by, too!]

[It's evening when Kairi makes it to the shelter. Oh, she knows she probably shouldn't have gone by herself. This is especially true due to the "nasty man" she met over the network. She really should have been more cautious. But she was just so lost with where she was at the time-- Anyone's help then was appreciated. It's not like she expected it to be a prison ward. It certainly doesn't come off that way.

She pauses as she looks up at the big bell tower. This was definitely the place. But then... there's no way she could really miss it. It gives off both a looming presence... yet it's surprisingly a little welcoming when she hears the soft tones that echo out the time. The day sure went fast... but then she'd done a reasonable amount of exploring.

Kairi shuffles the gift basket in her hands awkwardly. She's there. Now what? Does she sign up for a room somewhere there? She sees an elevator at the base. Maybe it has a directory nearby. She nods to herself and decides to check it out.]

Ah, what a day well spent.

There's nothing better than an afternoon of baby pictures and parental anecdotes! Yuuri! Your mother showed me her photo albums, and I must say you were quite the cute little gentleman in your younger days! Not many little boys call pull off frills so well!

Mrs. Shibuya -- Jennifer, may I? I must say we meet again sometime soon. I'll never run dry of stories, and I'm sure you could say the same! [ hahaha! ] Oh, I never did tell you the rest of that story about Elysia's second Halloween, did I? I suppose I'll have to save that for next time!

Oh! Yes and - Winry, I must say you've got quite the touch for baking. By the time I'd heard about the pies and went to look in the kitchens, there was hardly any left! [ a little softer, can't help but be reminded of Gracia. ] You followed the recipe perfectly. If you bake again, please let me know!

[ Filtered from Homunculi ]

Is there someone who can teach me a bit more about this device? I'd like to know how secure the lines are, and any precautions I can take to ensure I don't have eavesdroppers on my private conversations.

[ now for a more serious tone of voice: ] I'd also like to warn people to shy from interacting with a being that calls itself Envy. He's what's called a Homunculus, and he's a particularly dangerous individual able to change shape at will. Some of you might recall that in the past that a Colonel Roy Mustang issued a similar warning to this one - as the last time Envy was present in the dome he attacked a man and had to be forcibly subdued.

Please just be careful dealing with him, for he enjoys playing tricks by switching forms to taunt his victims.

[/Filtered from Homunculi ]

Good afternoon, Marina residents. [Lacus is smiling, but it's a little subdued. She's at work right now, after all!] For anyone I've not met, my name is Lacus Clyne.

I'm very pleased to have been accepted to the defense force, and from now on I'll be handling most of the public relations activities and outreach between the team and the rest of the population. In other words, I'm happy to hear and address any questions or concerns that any of you might have that involve the defense team!

Membership requests can also be forwarded to me, although Sir Gino will continue to do his excellent work at determining eligibility. And emergency calls for aid will always be responded to by whatever defense force member is available, of course.

Please don't hesitate to bring any thoughts to me at any time. [Her voice is a bit more stern, now. A bit.] It is vital that we all work together to maintain safety for everyone.

[And now back to the light, airy tone~] I'm looking forward to speaking with everyone!

[The video feed turns on to reveal a dark-haired boy with brown eyes looking no older than the age of ten. He's fairly well-dressed, but his clothing is covered in dirt and torn in places and his face is dirty as well. He seems to be standing in the park, as there are some trees behind him.

The boy looks a bit worried by all this, but somehow he's keeping calm throughout his broadcast.]

Um, excuse me...

My name is Selim Bradley, and I'm the son of the Fuhrer King Bradley. I don't know why I've been kidnapped, but I assume it's to blackmail my father.

I'm not sure that's such a good idea. It's probably best if you just let me go before my Father comes after you. But I promise I won't run if you decide to keep me here, so could you take this heavy chain off of my leg, please? It's making it hard to move...

((OOC: WTB BFFs!))

[the video flicks on to show a thirteen year old boy in a hospital gown with casts around his left leg and arm, trying rather awkwardly to get up. After trying to get out of bed without noticing the restraining device, Lee has fallen onto the floor and accidentally turned on the communicator.]

Ooh - ouch - eh? This is on?

[ It was not the first time Shizuo had been told he'd just been thrown in prison. It was not the first time he knew he didn't get there all on his own. He doesn't even pay attention to the communicator after the original message but it's still on. He's already furious, knowing that only one person is capable of this extreme level of bullshit. You know, the fact that he actually IS guilty of destroying property, disturbing the peace, assaulting innocent people, etc. is COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT. ]

Iiiiizaaaayaaaaa....! [ He tries to stomp off only instead to be met with a loud snapping sound and a metal clang thanks to the ball and chain. ] HNN? What's this...


[ he bends down to try and pick the ball up. it must be ungodly heavy if he's having trouble with it. he only manages to pick it up a couple feet off the ground, verrrry slowly and with great effort before it drops down again. Probably for the best, it wouldn't have ended well if he threw it anyway. ] Damn...! II-ZAA-YAA!! As soon as I get out of here [ DRAG, DRAG, DRAG ] I'll kill you! Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill....!

[ the welcome basket is the first thing getting tossed :( ] Kill kill kill kill.....

[Sora yells into the microphone, confused and slightly agitated]

Riku, Kairi!! Are you there? Can you hear me?

[He moves his hands around the communicator, searching for a volume button as if it is a two-way radio]

Hello?!

[There is a bit of silence as Sora notices the welcome basket and brochure.]

Food? Uhh.

[The rustling of paper is just barely audible]

What.. I haven't committed any of these crimes! I-- What is this?!

[Audio] I wonder... Maybe if I hit this...

[A video feed goes on cutting to a young teenage girl with bright red hair coming down to her shoulders. Her blues eyes that usually carry warmth quickly narrow though. In, fact, Kairi looks far from her usual complacent self. She has a big old frown on her face as she reads and rereads the message that she seems to have just now taken notice of. Whether she knows it's a communicator or not yet is another question. Kairi isn't exactly tech savy. Comes with the whole fooling-around-outside-all-the-time deal.]

What? But I didn't do anything! How can this be right?

[Kairi grits her teeth with a narrowed brow. Something is definitely off about this place. And as pretty as it may seem on the outside, it's still a ward for criminals. And she's pretty certain that she has committed no crimes worth this punishment if she has committed any at all.

Kairi closes her eyes and the frown slowly vanishes as a breeze picks up. Where she ended up was even crueler... When she first woke up, she thought she had just dozed off on the beach. Until she realized it wasn't her beach. Or island, for that matter.]

I wonder where Riku is... And...

[She looks down and that's about when she notices the basket with the pamphlet.]

Huh...?

[The audio clicks on. The man sounds stressed.] Prison? [He sighs. He honestly doesn’t care where he is. This place can’t be a real prison, anyways- he would be told about it and he would have a trial.]

[Laughs for a second. This whole idea of prison was stupid. He wouldn't be caught.

He looks at his shoulder and remembers what had happen before. It didn't hurt, though- there was no wound there, but his shirt was awfully dirty. And the smell of blood was strong in the air.]

Is there anywhere I can get something else to wear?

[The video clicks on, showing a man with his right shoulder area covered in blood. There’s a rip in his shirt where it appears the blood is coming from.] As you can see, [he guesses this thing is recording] I'm not very clean right now. [a smirk.] Now, who was the one who put me in here? [of course he ignored most of the welcome message, and he hasn't even seen the welcome basket.] And... [you can hear the clinking of a chain,] this is quite childish. A ball and chain? Come on, you can do better than this.