[ Yakumo Yukari, sitting on the ground in Himorogi with her knees pulled up to her chest, looks slightly different today. For those few who recognize her, she is currently missing the following:

1. Her usual hat and hair ribbons.
2. Her boots, and the stockings that would go with them.
3. Her gloves.
4. Her parasol.
5. Her customary careless smile, ( Read more... )

 [It always comes down to this - Byakuran is restless, bored and perhaps a little frigid around the edges due to his recent conversations with Tsunayoshi. He is therefore, at a crossroads - he does not particularly care about the morality of people like Sawada Tsunayoshi, but he is curious. He cannot be the only one in this wide, new world who can ( Read more... )

~~~ヾ(＾∇＾)おはよー♪

Kannagara, today something totally out there happened to me. I was just minding my own business, hibernating, when all of a sudden I just got kicked out of my house, right onto the street!

( 魔法少女達の百年祭 )

[ Displacement has, by now, become conventional ( Read more... )

[The screen flicks and shows Castiel's rather passive face. He seems to have located a house. It is a house in Hisato. Very green, very open and airy. And he is sitting outside in his suit under the shadows of the trees that seems to surround his 'house ( Read more... )

[The video feed switches on, and in view is a red-headed youth who looks for all the world like he'd just rolled out of bed, with disheveled hair and half-lidded eyes. That's just the initial impression, however, as his gaze is sharp and his expression, aloof. At his back, gnarled bark fills the frame, suggesting he's standing in the shadow of a ( Read more... )

( I'm not wrestling a shark. )

[There is a dark skinned, dark haired person tapping the Hitomi screen, far too close up for anything more than the detail of an eyebrow and some of a forehead visible. The voice is deep and masculine, a little bemused ( Read more... )

Madara-san,

[Sakuya speaks cool and collected, even if she's anything but.

The following pushes her judgment to cloudy:

1. Steve-san's nice knife. Such an amazing knife... Now hers. NOW hers ( Read more... )

[ There is the silent beating of large, white wings, the flicker of a great owl with fierce eyes, wreathed in indigo flame before it lands on leather clad fingers. One hoot, two - before it flies to perch on a shoulder. There is the sound of chuckling then - a distinct, gently audible 'kufufu' of the man who's deigned to be the creature's landing ( Read more... )