[When the feed clicks on, at first all that's visible is tangled bed sheets. There's a soft murmur that may or may not have been a curse as the watch is flipped over to reveal a battered and beaten but no longer broken Switzerland. He winces before he speaks, being careful to not draw too deep a breath for his still mending ribs and freshly whole ( Read more... )

[The clock tower. After what seemed like countless steps, the young Scion has made it up to the top. It would only be the second time he's been up here, but for as desolate as the city already is, he likes the solitude the tall structure provides ( Read more... )

[An unfamiliar face (to most of the city, likely) pops up on the communicators early in the morning, seeming supremely amused. He leans his cheek against the back of his hands, his knuckles, and peers down into the feed. It takes a moment before he speaks:]

My, my, my. Poor residents of our dear city, all these things are just so scary. [He ( Read more... )

No! You're not getting your hands on me!

[If anyone's within the vicinity, they might think they've heard something- a disembodied voice that echoes through their mind like a fading dream, an angry shout that can send chills down anyone's spine ( Read more... )

[The Black Rider speeds through the streets as usual. She's rounding the corner near the clock tower when the bike suddenly careens out of control, skidding on the icy street. Her landing could have been worse if not for the snow, which halts the motorcycle and cushions Celty's fall. Her watch has fallen, and upon hitting the ground, it's ( Read more... )

[[All right. What are you up to now?]]

[Yeah, she's looking at you, Temper et al.]

[The butler can be seen dusting off his jacket sleeve indignantly.]

Hm. It seems I was lost down there for quite some time. And alas, I have nothing to show for all my efforts. Ah, well.

[He smiles slightly at the communicator.]

It also seems as if a few of you have been having quite a bit of fun as of late.

[It's a faint glow that lasts but a few seconds, and it's not hard to catch a glimpse of the blond-haired figure standing at its center. Those familiar with Maciel's light dragon Kaata would find the resemblance uncanny- save that he's the sorcerer's height ( Read more... )

Sutcliff, Report at once.

There is sudden activity in our reports.
There are too many for me to handle, I will need your assistance as soon as possiable.

[ Don't worry, he's not older this time. Instead, it's just his confused face coming up on the feed. The watch is pointed at the ground, but from what anyone can see, he's somewhere near the station and the sound of paper is hear faintly. No training today, no mid-life crisis here today ( Read more... )