When Momiji comes in, today, he's finally wearing clothes different from those that he's been in, for the past few days - new year's festivities are drawing to a close, and he's gone back to the Sohma estate. Of course, he's also mildly grounded for skipping said festivities, but it's hard to keep him in his room, when he can just wander into the ( Read more... )

Atton is asleep. In the bar. You would've thought that after the Love-in-Idleness incident, he'd have learnt not to do this.

Nonetheless, he's sprawled out on the sofa, muttering to himself unintelligibly, squirming about and occasionally making quiet, distressed noises.

"Oh wow, it's this place again," says Neil.
He's holding a broom in one hand, that is so old it's now merely a stick with some grubby plastic strands poking out of the top. He trudges over to the Bar muttering, "It's really lucky I forgot to go to the shops today or I'd have spent all my bread on food for the guys... oh no, now they're gonna get  ( Read more... )

He's tall, dirty, and not wearing the bright colours most people associate with hippies.

"Oh... great," he says, as he scowls around at the people in the bar.

He doesn't look particularly shocked or scared to find a bar in the cleaning cupboard, more resigned.

He proceeds to whine into thin air, "This kind of stuff always happens to me, right. I mean ( Read more... )