Mou... of all the...

Is everyone alright? Kaoru-dono? Kenji?

[The sound of broken pottery being moved around--probably swept--can be picked up.]

He hates to say this, Utena-dono... but we're probably going to have to go through inventory again...

[The feed randomly kicks on--how or why? Who knows. The City likes playing tricks, we'll leave it at that--and picks up on one very angry Kamiya Kaoru, cradling a stuffed badger protectively and screaming at one hapless rurouni a few feet in front of her.]

HOW CAN YOU HOLD OUR BABY SO CARELESSLY LIKE THAT!?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?! ARE YOU ( Read more... )

( Private to Self )

[Clunking and clattering as he's... apparently trying to handle the communicator and having a hard time.]

Mou... the thing pops on of its own accord half the time... why is it when he tries to use it he can't get it to work ( Read more... )

[Is trekking from building ten to the temple with a very large... perplexed orange cat held over his shoulder and a tote bag slug across his back ( Read more... )

( Private to Kenji )

[A small scuffle is heard--rustling fabric, the clinking of a sheathed sword, a choked off gasp--and a slight crack. The rustling continues, including some choked off sounds before a quiet, venomous voice comes out.]

Who are you. How did I get here. And where are my swords.

[ooc; aaaaaaaaaaand we have 'when we were dumb'. Kenshin is in the ( Read more... )

( Private to Kenji )

[Some fumbling sounds, followed by muttering.]

Na-nani...?

[A very distinctive, irritated... and maybe slightly more feminine, growl]

Not... this... AGAIN...[A bit more fumbling, and 'he' finds the computer ( Read more... )

( Private to Kenji )