-=she's dressed thankfully and really isn't noticing that the Chanter's on. She's rocking back and forth in her seat, looking perplexed and worried, a low, monotone hum running through her.=-

I want my treatment.

May I go to my treatment now?

Topher? Boyd? Paul?

Sierra?

[The chanter flickers on to show Alfons asleep in his bed.  There's obvious dark circles under his eyes, as he's barely gotten a few hours' sleep total over the past few days.  Maybe tonight will be different...

... or maybe not, as it seems that he's starting to stir.

Alfons' brows furrow, his jaw setting slightly as he starts to let out small, ( Read more... )

[Alfons flicks the Chanter on and gives it a thoughtful look, and then a small smile, just barely curving at the corners of his mouth.  As usual, Wessen is curled up by his side.  The creature seems clingier than ever before, ever since...

Alfons starts to speak, his voice quiet.]

I am sorry if I scared anyone.  I don't quite understand what happened ( Read more... )

-=We have our unsuspecting victim here sitting in a chair in his room. His automail leg is propped up on a footstool, probably bothering him with the thunderstorm. Ed's head is down, but he looks lost in thought as he slowly turns something in his fingers. Like a button or a coin. It's more a coin since he suddenly chucks it as hard as he could ( Read more... )

[The screen is black, and only sound comes through for a few moments. Loud crashes of thunder can be heard, hailstones and rain splattering down against the windows and walls of the house. Then, the Mirror flicks on to show a bright flash of light, and more thunder sounds out. As the light dims, a figure can be seen on the floor of the room, a ( Read more... )

[ooc: Still Sara, moved to a different account because this one's paid. Ffff.]

[A young child, about age five, is sitting on the edge of a bed, tapping his bare feet against the side of it over and over again. His hands are in his lap and he's watching someone or something offscreen, as if trying to show them how good he can be ( Read more... )

Umm... hello? Are there other people watching this? I certainly hope so. It'd be silly of me if I was talking to people who weren't there...*perking up excitedly ( Read more... )

-=walks past an open Chanter with a somber look on his face and a bloodied shirt in his hands.=-

Alfons? Is there something wrong?

-=Guess who found the reason why Alfons hides pain behind a smile.=-

[As the Chanter flickers on, Wessen can be seen glancing at the Mirror before scurrying off, as if he'd managed to nudge at the Chanter in just the right way to turn it on.  Perhaps it is just coincidence, since the creature has a habit of curling up with the device and pressing his nose to it.  But then, the Mirror is pointed directly towards ( Read more... )

[Alfons is sitting on the edge of his bed, giggling rather childishly as he watches Wessen, his new pet, grooming himself and looking rather cat-like in the process.  His tone of voice is quite giddy and happy, and not as calm and reserved as usual.]

Should have named you Kätzchen, not Wessen!

[More giggling and he picks up the creature, snuggling ( Read more... )