Voice Post (Accidental)[The transmission begins, but there's only silence. This stretches out for several minutes until the microphone captures the faint sound of tiny paws padding across a desk. A cat mews inquiringly. No answer. There's still nothing a full minute later. Then, if a person listens closely, a human voice becomes ( Read more... )

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The City appears to be enjoying an encore of it's establi--

[Light thunk and rattle, the sounds of a table shoved hard against a wall, as if someone's weight was suddenly caught against it. Niko sounds strained when he resumes speaking.]

All Friday classes are canceled.

[OOC: Bruises scrapes, and I believe Cal described it as carved ( Read more... )

Dear Santa ( Read more... )

You worry so much about Cal. What about Promise? What about Robin and Ishiah? Georgina? Delilah? Are they any safer than him? What if the Auphe aren't just waiting on your roof? Cal can't possibly sense all of them. They could have opened gates to every person who's ever given you aid. Do you know how many Auphe are still alive? How can ( Read more... )

My mother wasn't much of a mother. Sophia. She was beautiful. Tired. Bitter. Alcoholic. She slept with a monster for money. It was always money with her. Which carnival, which trailer park, which desperate little hole in the wall could she go to next, where no one knew her and where she could hypnotize them into believing? She was a gypsy ( Read more... )

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[Niko's good at hiding things, but there's a weariness in his voice that he can't mask.]

We're going to need a few more first aid supplies: bandages, sutures, disinfectant.

Ishiah, I won't be in tonight.

The dojo is closed until further notice.

[OOC: Nasty, circular gash, eight inches in diameter, on his chest, as well as badly ( Read more... )

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