[A blind girl with the wildest hair imaginable is hustled out of the temple, carrying her shoes, and the door is slammed behind her. She half-turns back towards it.]

Hey! What's the big idea? You think you can just shove me around-- do you have any idea who you're dealing with?

[When there's no response, she kicks a rock into the door and then ( Read more... )

[Chii seems to have found and brought one of the adorable invaders home with her. Currently at the table, leaning over and petting the creature.]

I wonder if you'll get big like the rabbit that was here.

[Most likely, it's the trilling and cooing sounds that are most captivating to Chii.]

I wonder what you eat~

[Thanks to the guards, Chii's chores of cleaning up the apartment are taking longer than usual. In fact, it's probably a job that can't be done alone at this point, with everything tipped over and torn up. It's actually left her with a bit of a conundrum ( Read more... )

*there are a series of bangs as suddenly Midgard and Schwarz are overrun with guards; they run up the stairs knock on doors -more like punching down the flimsy doors- before forcibly entering if you aren't fast enough to open it*

We're doing a room check! Everyone up and out!

*you can try to talk to them, but most aren't going to answer; they'll ( Read more... )

[Duo's pretty bored, and so he found a decently straight piece of wood in the junkyard and is using it to hit rocks at the wall of a building. Sort of like stickball, but with no bases or balls.]

[He throws one up and swings smacking the rock and watching it explode against the side of the house]

Homerun for me~

Greetings. Today is Rations Allocation Day. Today is also Mark. If it rains today, there will be no additional frost for the season. Rations will be held at Victory Square from 10 00 hours until 19 00 hours. Bring your identification with you. Persons unable to bring their identification will not be served. Any disrespect to the soldiers ( Read more... )

-=Sporting the beginnings of a nice bruise on the side of her face and a set of bloody knuckles, this woman, wearing only the standard-issue new-arrival outfit of cheap pants and shirt and boots is walking at a steady pace towards Midgard, looking around while wearing a carefully blank expression ( Read more... )

[And there's a man on a rampage, breaking whatever he can get his hands on, punching walls, hitting things with his shotgun, you name it, he's looking for a fight]

Motherfucking fuck!

[Someone really wants to get out of Veles, and is going to punch someone to get there. He might not punch you, but he's not in a good mood. Good luck.]

Mister Piano Man, where are you ( Read more... )

[Giselle is at work. ;Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Reading? Nothing wrong with that either.

Notepad next to her, with stick figures? No problem.

( This book? This is a problem. )