Kyouya picked up the newspaper as he took his breakfast of high quality food. He had spent the last few days listening in on public transmissions over his assigned PDA. Nothing of any real interest and he had never transmitted over it but listening was a good way to get a few of the immigrants in Desai. There was a slight panic over the news about ( Read more... )

Kyouya stepped outside of his mansion in Cordova after having spent a fitful night filling in paper work for MDEA while strange sounds echoed around his new home all night long lingering even still into the afternoon. He originally intended to have his driver take him around the Cordova District so he could find Tamaki but his new driver was no ( Read more... )

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((OOC: This is now three weeks after his journal entry about Tamaki's visit to his home ( Read more... )

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