Sabra La Tau

Who: Anyone
Where: Outside Lynx
When: Day 158, evening
What: Lelouch ♥ painkillers

[There's a stubborn, completely drugged-up housewife sitting just outside Lynx. He's wrapped up in blankets, and is working with a pile of tiny pieces of bamboo, weaving them. He still doesn't look so hot, but after sleeping away the entire day, he apparently got tired of doing nothing.]

Who: Cygnus
Where: Cygnus
When: Day 158, afternoon
What: Mission :)

[Tiny girl in black is knocking on Cygnus door.]

Cygnus, let me in! You are doing thing for me.

Who: Anyone
Where: By the lake
When: Day 158, Early Afternoon
What: Picking painkillers with a buddy system.

[Insert joke about the blind leading the blind here.

Two terminal ninjas are out at the lakeside, picking painkillers and keeping an eye out for each other's backs]

If you split it, white stuff comes out that can be applied to the wound, Simba said. But not to experiment -- he's not sure if it's toxic if used otherwise. So that's not safe.

Who: Bunnycorn, anyone
Where: Bunnycorn area
When: Day 158, afternoon
What:

[there is a tiny with an eye covered with bandages and whatnot situated just outside Monoceros' door with the team journal, writing away as if nothing at all had occurred the day before and all is well. Because it is. Really]

Who: Hydracula & passers-by
Where: Hydracula area
When: Day 158, noon
What: GARDEN!! D8

Boy, I can't believe I slept in this la— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Who: Ophiuchus
Where: Ophiuchus Barracks
When: Day 157, evening
What: Pay day

( Memories )

[Besides Kariya's memory is a simple, single envelope. The dinner is simple, but wholesome. Fatty lizard steaks, mashed potatoes and butter. And some sort of odd leafy, steamed vegetable with it.

This may or may not be more interesting than the fact that the coffee pot is empty. That there is a chair pushed up to the table that the coffee pot was on.

And upon further examination every piece of metal including a fair amount of the stock weapons in the training room are missing.]

Who: Cygnus, anyone
Where: Around the Pygnus common area
When: Day 158, Noon
What: Fresh air or something like that

[A few Cygnus members are out and about or, if blindfolded, carefully re-familiarizing themselves with the area.]

Who: Hydra and Katou
Where: Hydracula area
When: Day 158, late morning
What: something super special

[An Ophi is smoking on your doorstep. Crouching and giving the door a knockity knock knock]

Ooooi~

Who: Anyone
Where: By the lake
When: Day 158, mid-morning
What: Cut with a knife~ and Sephiroth's to blame~ you give handbags a bad name ♫

[is wearing an apron, and is carefully picking bunches of mint from near the lake]

Who: Meridian! Orion . . . I guess if anyone drops by.
Where: Orion
When: Day 158, mid-morning
What: being injured sucks.

[ How far is it from Meridian's room to the kitchen? Can she make it without anyone noticing? Just how stealthy is limping? ]

Who: Delphinus (and whoever decides to drop by)
Where: Dining table
When: Day 158, morning
What: a night of no sleep and desire for caffeine


[laid out on the table is various portions of a Shiki puzzle, at different stages of completion. Her head, shoulders, hands, and feet are all mostly complete... but now...]

At least the texture of her shirt and and skirt are different...

Who: Lepus and any visitors
Where: Lepus dorm
When: Day 157, post-game
What: Berries, post-game catchup, whatever.

[Well, Rolo is kind of blue-lipped and shocky but juuuust a bit smug-toned]

I guess this will be my first memory. I didn't expect it to be this fast.

Who: Lyvus
Where: Lynx dorms
When: Day 157, night
What: Corvus is grounded

[Lelouch & Scar are the last two back, closing the door of the Lynx dorms firmly behind them]

[Lelouch doesn't say anything, just goes into the kitchen and puts the goddamn kettle on]

Who: Hydracula
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 157, night
What: >:/

You'll all be pleased to know that I have formulated four-and-a-half elaborate revenge plots on the way home!

Who: Anyone
Where: ~the arena~
When: Day 157, evening
What: I heard a rumor there was a game . . .

[ A roll of thunder followed you to the arena, so you may have expected storm clouds but instead a new judge greets you. The statue is impressive! Well, if you find rabbits impressive. A rabbit with antlers is sitting on the throne tonight, and an excitable voice greets you. ]

I heard a rumor there was a game! A game, an exciting game! Well, perhaps it is not an exciting game, but you never know until you try. Maybe a shiner, maybe two, maybe a greeting or . . . three. Soon we'll get started. Sooner than soon, but before then . . . what's round and tasty and a choking hazard for children under the age of five?

[ There are also closed doors, as many as there are teams, all color coded. And a large round table with several plates of grapes. Well, mostly plates of grapes, but some are wax replicas and probably don't taste very good. ]

[mingle | rules/instructions/team posts | #fuckingrabbit if you wish to harass in a chan | play for one team only prz | endgame | memories/winners ]

Who: Peacocks. Stealthy peacocks. And anyone who notices the peacocks are not as stealthy as they wish to appear.
Where: Pyxis/Cygnus cavern
When: Day 157, late afternoon
What: Tribute


[It's been two days of mad planning. The walls of Pavo's common room have been covered with skcetch after sketch, debates on position, size, rates of flow and whether clockwise or counterclockwise motion is more visually appealing. Materials were tested and retested, soaked, broke, stained and drained. Too excited for sleep, trips were made in the latest of hours; to the forge, to the mushroom forest, to the dimly-lit river's edge.

'Measure twice, cut once' was never so thoroughly applied. Every board was planned before the first log fell. Every ounce of metal accounted for.

But it's today, today that it all comes together. Holed away in a dead-end tunnel so conveniently close to the river's falling hiss, boards are cut, holes drilled. Conversation comes in bursts of whispers, laughter muffled in a sleeve, or cut short with a pensive look to the tunnel's first turn. There are no deadlines to keep, but the press of time is motivation enough, the itch in the fingers and the heart of how long has it been, lifetimes almost, since something last came alive under their hands.


. . . which, even all together, may not even begin to explain why a pair of Pavo are carefully rolling a giant wooden wheel down to the far side pf Pygnus's fertile ground, to where an odd mix of gears, two chiselled stones, and a triangle-shaped rest have been placed carefully at the river's mouth.]

Who: Any
Where: By a WALL
When: Day 157, morning
What:

THERE!

[There is a wall. It wasn't there last night. It doesn't really start or stop anywhere interesting, and certainly is not rooted in any wall. In fact you could, just as easily walk around it.

It IS huge, though. With a small stepladder, and a rather comfortable looking cushion perched on the top of it...]

Crude... but it just might work.

Who: Stresspire!
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 156 (late night) and Day 157 (eeearly morning)
What: Ren is hungry and hunting down stressed people.

[If you're awake and stressed, this guy wants YOU]

Who: Anyone
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 157, late morning
What: Morning walks and visits

*time to stretch his legs... well, leg, anyway.*

((OOC: If you are injured and want to play anyway, assume he walks past your dorm; he doesn't really have a planned path today.))

Who: Slick (=
Where: Cygnus~
When: Day 157, morning
What: Three blind swans!

[knocknock!]