Welcome to Ede--oh crap.
Characters: Cancer? (catatonicanon), Urahara/Honest (hatnclogs), Lee/Lotus(bird_keeper), and Orihime/Nova (novagravitation). OPEN to Neji/Helix (neji_tenshi).
Date/Time: May 25, late afternoon.
Location: The Hall of Beginnings.
Rating: PG, for the standard birthday suit party. 8D
Summary: Honest, Lotus, and Nova (and possibly Helix) arrive in Edensphere, and someo--... well, shoot. Fugue was off, running from zealous laser taggers, Charger ditched his duties, and the guards were sleeping or otherwise blind, because someone who is never supposed to be around newborns found his way in. Again.
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Was it intuition? Maybe it was intuition. Woman's intuition. He smirked at that thought. Fugue was out, it was so easy to turn people against him these days, and the Hall of Beginnings looked kind of lonely. Admittedly, it always looked lonely, what with those stark white walls and rows upon rows of gross cocoons.
Were the people inside them half-formed shells of what they should be? Were there even people in them? But all things considered, even those who had hatched had never stepped out of the sphere--Cancer? laughed aloud.
Cancer? sat cross legged, watching the cocoons he knew would hatch. Something about them--they seemed alive. The usual provisions given to newborns sat, gathered up in his lap. Mussing his multicolored locks of hair with one hand, he whistled--something off-tune and gratingly loud--to kill time and boredom.
The tuneless melody echoed through the otherwise silent hall.
[ooc; If anyone wants a posting order, I guess we'll stick to whatever order people reply in, if everyone's okay with that. ^^~]
Date/Time: May 25, late afternoon.
Location: The Hall of Beginnings.
Rating: PG, for the standard birthday suit party. 8D
Summary: Honest, Lotus, and Nova (and possibly Helix) arrive in Edensphere, and someo--... well, shoot. Fugue was off, running from zealous laser taggers, Charger ditched his duties, and the guards were sleeping or otherwise blind, because someone who is never supposed to be around newborns found his way in. Again.
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Was it intuition? Maybe it was intuition. Woman's intuition. He smirked at that thought. Fugue was out, it was so easy to turn people against him these days, and the Hall of Beginnings looked kind of lonely. Admittedly, it always looked lonely, what with those stark white walls and rows upon rows of gross cocoons.
Were the people inside them half-formed shells of what they should be? Were there even people in them? But all things considered, even those who had hatched had never stepped out of the sphere--Cancer? laughed aloud.
Cancer? sat cross legged, watching the cocoons he knew would hatch. Something about them--they seemed alive. The usual provisions given to newborns sat, gathered up in his lap. Mussing his multicolored locks of hair with one hand, he whistled--something off-tune and gratingly loud--to kill time and boredom.
The tuneless melody echoed through the otherwise silent hall.
[ooc; If anyone wants a posting order, I guess we'll stick to whatever order people reply in, if everyone's okay with that. ^^~]