There was a victory...

HELLA RANDOM

[random]

[WE'RE LOST IN THE JUNGLE AND WE CAN'T GET OUT]

[Minako and Michiru have taken over one of the common rooms for a much needed ~CHOCOLATE~ break! What this means is that they've prepared cups of delicious hot chocolate, courtesy of Michiru, and have a bunch of marshmallows and chocolate and granola crackers for their attempted smore extravaganza.]

[Minako clicks on the camera, grinning.]

Hey Marina! Who's up for some smores? [she waves the bag of chocolate around] I know we just had dinner, but if anyone's in the mood for chocolate then you can just follow your nose. Michiru-san and I will be here all night!

INSERT SOMETHING MICHIRU MIGHT SAY??

Name: Naoto Fuyumine
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What did he/she do in May?: Had all her crimes put in public because of Cain, but wasn't too angry about that. She talked to Aerith and Neku in an attempt to help the newbies settle in. She will never get used to that. Then Haine's call made her realize that Nill was gone, cue lots of inner angst and searching! Encountered Gabriel's helpers and a Death Buddy flyer. She found Haine and fought against the Dog inside of him during the inhibition-loss event. She also spoke with Alma and Dean in the mingle, mistaking the former of having been attacked by Haine. Then she reported the case to Suzaku and went to the hospital to get looked at.

Watched Kurama make plants grow and ran into Flynn on another cooking adventure!

No inhibitions, and you're compelled to... SING! What kind of singer is your character? How good are they? Do they enjoy it?: She cannot carry a tune for her life! AND NO SHE DOESN'T ENJOY IT EITHER :( She might hum though.

Name: Sakura Kinomoto
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Name: Road Kamelot
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Ouka walks down the hall of the royal palace, one hand brushing Kururu's wing, the other clutching a heavy leather-bound tome. She's surrounded by her retinue of guards as usual, but once they reach a certain hallway she raises her hand.

"I'll be back shortly. Please protect this area." And don't follow. She intoned silently. The soldiers, trained as they are to protect her highness, were also trained to obey so they stand at attention as Ouka enters the door with Kururu riding on her shoulder.

The door leads to a spacious room filled with bookcases and brightly lit chandeliers. The only other people in the room are white-robed scholars, bowing as they pass by Ouka but mostly caught up in their studies. Ouka nods at them as she moves on down the room, towards the back where a young boy sits at a long table.

[Earlier this morning, Road decided all by herself that if she had to spend another minute in the house alone, she'd go insane with boredom and so, she set off for Tyki's apartment. Tyki would certainly humor her, or at least try to. At this point, Road will settle for anything.]

[Once she reached Tyki's bedroom door, she pushed it open - what knocking - The lazy lump underneath the bed covers confirmed her suspicions. She picked up a corner of the blanket and squirmed her way under it, both hands ready to punch, pinch, and prod Tyki awake if she had to. Or maybe not, since she felt quite comfortable here - and not at all inclined to lose this warmth.]

[Except]

[...Why...was it so crowded? Slowly - tilting her head to the right - either Tyki grew wider than Skinn overnight or this bed was already occupied by someone-]

...TYKI!!

[today, Lenalee's apartment is going to have a special visitor.]

[It really wasn't difficult at all to sneak inside. The difficult part was dragging Belle and Road's basket of ribbons and lace up the tree and through the window. But the job's done and Belle has is now curled up at the foot of Lenalee's bed. Road also, has made herself at home quite comfortably. She's even threaded several ribbons through Lenalee's pretty dark hair. Now all she had to do was...put Lenalee in this pretty dress without waking her up...somehow]

[Road looks over the dress and down at the sleeping Lenalee thoughtfully. Now how should she do this....]

She has nightmares about it sometimes. About the past and the day everything went wrong. The Queen ordering the senshi to mobilize against a planet that had been their ally for centuries. Earth. Her princess stabbing herself in the chest. Blood. And then the final blow Kunzite and Zoisite gave her.

Minako's past relationships: other than in Sailor V canon, she had a few quick/failed flings with other guys. None of them were serious and none of them went past hand-holding.

She still thinks about Kaitou Ace.

[looking up] Don't tell me. You're up in a tree - again.

[It's not Gotham, but Batgirl's become used to the skies of Tokyo. It's a busy city - innumerable lights and groups of people walking to and fro from the subway - and she's got to admit, it's a challenge keeping track of all of these people.]

[But at the end of the night, Batgirl's well prepared to take on whatever criminal decides to pop up at night - even the metahumans...or monsters. She didn't think it was possible at first, until she saw the zombies crawl up out of their graves. Something was wrong here. Batman would want her to stay. As much as she missed Gotham, she knew where she was needed the most.]

[It helped that there were others with a similar goal of protection here in Tokyo. More people would be saved with their help.]

WATCH ME NOT DO THE ACCENT

CAUSE I SUCK AT IT

OKAY

Hugs with Gin were significantly different. She'd pull herself forward by the tips of her toes and spread her arms wide - just like how she would with everyone else - and he would dip his head down and give her that smile. With Gin it's always a smile. A quirk of his lips, or a long amused stretch. She'd like to think that those smiles are just for her.

They're not. She's clever enough to realize this. But then again, her smiles aren't for him either. They're for the time spent together, the small moments when she could forget that she's thirsting for the blood of the person next door, her burning desire for revenge, her constant aching loneliness.

Her arms tighten around Gin's neck. He chuckles, responding back with his own bony arms. They dig a little into her sides.

"I won't be able to hold you for much longer."

"You won't drop me." She beams, burying her head in the crook of his neck. Because he wouldn't, at least - not now. There were WORK IN PROGRESS

[Medusa smooths down her white blouse and skirt as she sits in the waiting room. It was a stroke of luck finding that ad in the newspaper. Wanted: Professional Secretary. Must have clerical, accounting, and organizing skills. Must be flexible with hours, as well as salary. Honestly, whoever put this ad in, did they really expect a lot of return phone calls? No one wanted to work at such a shifty job with that crummy, colorless classified ad, especially if salary wasn't negotiable. Anyone else's burden, well, it was her treasure.]

[She could definitely use this job as a way to integrate herself into society. To create a reputation for herself. That way, it'd be easier to take over the city once she established an identity.]

[Medusa smiled, patiently waiting as the clock ticked its way to two.]

...Mother? Where are you?

[mingles]

Zelman.

[mingle mingle mingle post ♥♥]

Okay.

So.

We need a roll call.

This is stupid. I could be hunting demons.