[ There's someone out in the gardens today. Not that people would be, and maybe there would even be some doing as she does, but this one seems to have a strange presence about her, one that gives a feeling at the pit of the stomach about something bad...

But nothing about her actions seem to to give reason for this feeling. No, not unless there's ( Read more... )

[If you're hanging out near the border where the Garden makes way to the Dunes, you may find Yukari walking out from it, a smiling look of purpose on her face. She is uncharacteristically not holding a fan or an umbrella, but rather two clumps of sand, one in each hand ( Read more... )

[Finally... finally, she had a gun! Or at least, she was pretty sure it was a working, proper firearm. She'd put a lot of time and a lot of effort into getting the damned parts to form just right out of memory. As much as she wanted to berate herself for not knowing the parts to her AR-7 better, it was a good mental exercise that would definitely ( Read more... )

[In a nice large open clearing, Ichirin is practicing martial arts! Nothing complicated, just trying to make sure she's in shape in case she has to punch the hell out of the Queen. She's going through some basic forms, some kind of martial art that focuses a lot on punching. Her form is shaky, her blows lack power, and her accuracy leaves a fair ( Read more... )

[ She's gotta be hallucinating ( Read more... )

[The mirror pops into view, flickers a few times, then reveals the Queen of Hearts once again, still against a dark background. This time, there's a holly wreath perched atop her hair.]I'm sorry I haven't had the time to listen to all your helpful suggestions, darlings! It turns out creating a world is hard work...ahahaha, who knew ( Read more... )

*Kazumi, for once, isn't found at either the arcade and/or with her DS at ready*

*instead, she's bundled up in winter clothes and lying face up in a pile of snow, staring up at the night sky*

*go say hello? Hit her with snow? Dog pile on top of her?*

[Anyone wandering through the orchard today may notice that something is slightly different. Namely, their search for food, or whatever brings them there today, just so happens to come with a soundtrack at the moment. Should they seek out the source of the sound, they'll find a young girl of about sixteen sitting on a tree stump, still in the white ( Read more... )

Oh, great. Just what I need. Another sleepwalking nightmare. The last time I dreamed about sunshine-and-roses, I nearly fell into the North Sea. But since I'm too close to finding out who I am to take any more creative detours, I'm going to have to postpone this little nightmare for a more convenient time, like, oh, say, never.

[ pause ]Dimitri, ( Read more... )

[Kyoko's still in the white shift she woke up in, carrying her clothes in her arms, her purse slung over her shoulder and the scrolls from the cats tucked inside. She's read the scrolls, but it's pretty apparent that none of this makes sense to her. She looks fairly lost.]

I don't guess anyone can tell me just how I got here, can they? And just ( Read more... )