Here's to hoping everyone had a good Christmas or... whatever holiday they celebrate.

[For once, the scene is a quiet one. Ken's curled up on a bed in a darkened room lit only by a lamp settled on a bedside table. He's in a well worn tank top with a blanket draped over his hips, his hair a good deal more mussed than usual. Not so odd, unless one were to actually watch what he's doing in the quiet of the room ( Read more... )

Is everything back to normal finally? God, I hope so.

I don't think I ever want to have another week like that again.

Two questions:

How long is this damn thing going to last?

Any ideas on how to keep a drunk occupied? If you say sex, I'm going to break something.

Things are looking up. I feel a lot better now. My back doesn't even hurt anymore. In fact, I got a chance to take a nice, long walk today. Beautiful weather. Nice people around here.

A great day, all in all. How's your day been?

( [Action for Aya] )

Alright, since this thing won't leave me alone today, I'm going to make it happy by talking to everyone. Since I'm stuck on here, I want to know some new recipes. I'm still learning to cook and would love to learn a lot of new things, as long as it's not boiled to death or bland or... gross.

[It's just your typical day at this household. The laptop is open to show the kitchen where Ken seems to be happily cooking something and wearing a cute apron. His movements are a little stiff but he seems to be managing well enough ( Read more... )

Someone better be able to tell me where the hell my stuff is.

Aya, you suck.

[-static-, followed by a not so soft tapping-]

No. Nonononono, bring back the game. Oh come on.

[-material rustling before a sigh can be heard-]

Oh hell no. I was watching soccer and now, there's ducks? What the hell is this?

Aya! Quit messing around! I'm in bed and behaving, so quit fooling around!!

[ooc: And welcome Ken Hidaka to the ( Read more... )

I think I'm starting to like it.

It's such a rush... and the sounds.