My name is Tomoe, and as far as I can tell, I am unaffected by whatever has just happened, and more importantly I have experience caring for children. If there are any small children wandering about alone without anyone on the ship to look after them, I will watch them until this is over. Message me across the guide. [and hopefully she will... see ( Read more... )

[Residents of 3-17, the sound of your normally overly quiet roommate freaking out in her room--involving an impressing amount of clunking around along with furniture seemingly being moved and/or knocked over. 8D Someone is having her first experience with the improbability drive!!!] [In the scramble she knocks her guide clean off of where it had ( Read more... )

[After much deliberation (because she hasn't entirely convinced herself that the guides aren't somehow sucking the soul out of all of them... ah~ 19th century beliefs...), Tomoe comes on the feed sitting looking rather matter-of-fact, sitting straight out on a bench somewhere, her kimono sleeves tied back and a scarf tied over her hair to hold it ( Read more... )

[The feed comes on, by whatever manner it is not clear, perhaps it just did so of its own accord. Whatever the means, what comes into view is the image of a young woman kneeling on the floor not far from the new arrivals office, a pile of forms in her lap atop a purple towel, her hands covering her face. If her position is any suggestion then she ( Read more... )