((OoC: I won't be doing any canon-updating, but I'd love to mess with your characters who do! For now, have a Sexkir!!))

[[His cape flutters as he wanders through the castle. His unicorn is missing.

So the Demon of Darkness is...not happy.]]

[[Technician Fakir walks through the newly-green gardens with purpose in his stride.

It isn't unusual for him to be restless in this place, without school to attend or missions to go on.  Working on that floor plan can only placate him for so long.  There have been countless times when he's found himself itching to do something worthwhile.

The ( Read more... )

[  The weapon Ahiru stumbled through one of the many halls of the castle in a modest Victorian-style nightgown, hazy, half-open blues eyes trying to focus. A deep flush lit up her cheeks, and at first glance, she might seem drunk to any random passerby.

But she wasn't. Ahiru had slowly succumbed to the cold or whatever it was that she'd been trying ( Read more... )

[[Technician Fakir can be seen standing out in the gardens, looking over a certain snow-covered plot.   Cold though it is, he doesn't seem to have made any efforts to bundle up, beyond pushing down his normally rolled-up sleeves.  He's panting lightly, and his great mop of fluffy hair is a little more mussed than usual, as though he had just ( Read more... )

[[Technician Fakir is in an excellent mood this evening.  He can't remember being in such high spirits since ... okay, so he can't recall ever being in such high spirits.  He isn't worrying about that right now, anyway.

Those who venture into the kitchen will find him cheerfully kneeling before one of the stoves, tending to a small fire.  He's ( Read more... )

[[Technician Weapon Fakir is wandering through the halls of the second floor with a piece of parchment in one hand and a charcoal in the other, pausing every so often to take notes ( Read more... )

[[It's late when Technician Fakir finally stumbles out of the wine cellar, a mostly-full bottle in hand.  He sways on his feet and makes a swerving path to the kitchen where he collapses against the wall a few feet away from the hearth.  The fire is mostly dead by now, but it still gives off a little warmth, and just enough light to make out the ( Read more... )

[[A Fakir dressed in modern clothes rushes through the halls.

If you've met him before, it appears to be Tekky.  Look closer, and yep, that's Tekky.  Judge his expression, and...why is Tekky smiling?

Oh, right.  Because he's really Ross.
Ross delivers a letter to each of the Ahirus, and waits.]]

Dear Ahiru,

I know I am not the most gentle of persons, or ( Read more... )

[[Technician Fakir is out in what he's pretty sure is a secluded part of the gardens--at any rate, he hasn't noticed anybody who might be around.

His sling is finally off, and he's slowly stretching out his left arm.  Whenever he tries to raise it higher than level with his shoulder, he winces, scrunches up his face in frustration, and lowers it to ( Read more... )

[[Nibbles ventured back into the wine cellar a couple hours ago, wearing her newest outfitAnd now, she's sprawled on the floor, once more surrounded by empty glass bottles, a half-full one in her hand, hiccuping and giggling and slurring ( Read more... )