[Say hello to Mme. Galmar, trainee teacher by day, gun-wielding, masked vigilante by night. At the moment she's in her civilian wear. Prepare for a shock, boys and girls, because she's updated with the times. Her tie is gone, her blouse shows her collar bone and her skirt exposes her knees]

I want to thank everyone who participated in the cake gala ( Read more... )

Link, would you be willing to speak with me? I can't remember why I've been so angry with you lately, but no matter how I look at it there's no justification for throwing away such a dear friendship. I hope I haven't ruined things completely between us.

I have  a proposition regarding housing arrangements. I'd like to have the ground floor of building 1 designated as women's only apartments. There are fewer of us here and it would be nice to have an area to ourselves ( Read more... )

[Emilia's in a vast, sterile room, dressed in a medical gown and wandering past bare worktables and brushed-steel gurneys. She's looked dazed from her recent awakening from her coma as she addresses the screen]

Is this another test, or did we escape? Have I been gone for long?

[A robot hovers into view, crossing the screen behind her. She catches the ( Read more... )

[The feed switches on to show Emilia sitting at her desk. She's not looking into the camera, but at a paper talisman in her hand she's fiddling with, a binding talisman. She sounds serious]

Inspector Link, I need to have a word with you in private. Inform me when you will be free.

[Her hands twitch and the talisman rips. she turns the feed off

[The view is odd, looking up at two young women seemingly from the floor. Temari’s hair is wet and she’s dressed in a yukata, clearly just out of the shower, while Emilia is, as usual, covered from neck to floor. The two girls are standing quite close, and the ninja looks irritated.]

Shut up. [She catches Emilia by the chin and kisses her. Emilia ( Read more... )

[Emilia's sitting on her bed in her room. Her off-white wings have come through.]

Last week, something that looked like me took my place. Please don't think badly of me for the way it acted. Whatever it did or said, that isn't what I think of any of you. Of course, if anyone wishes to clarify matters I'll be happy to speak to you.

[She stands up and ( Read more... )

( cut for profanity time. )

[Emilia sounds very chirpy and very, very earnest today ( Read more... )

[Emilia is not happy]

If anyone's trying to feel their way around so they don't bump into others, please keep your hands at shoulder height. The next person who grabs any part of my torso when they bump into me is going to get a walking stick between the legs, accident or not. Hmph!