[A confused expression covered Matthew's face as the video turned on, and he looked towards something to his side.]

...I can't phone him directly, but I can get access to this "Neutral Network" video thing...so that means it'll go to him through this instead, right? I didn't even know Blackberry's could do this!

"Dunno." [A smaller, monotone voice.]

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[ The image of a horned, gray-skinned girl comes on screen, and she looks pretty shaken. It's not this place that frightens her, though. It's not knowing why she's here, and wondering if her friends are safe back in the veil. Her fear might also be attributed to the fact that she and her moirail were just brutally slaughtered by someone they ( Read more... )

[Chuck's sitting in his apartment, picking his teeth with a cellophane-wrapped toothpick because he's a classy motherfucker. Next to him on the couch is... a large blanket hovering in midair, wrapped around something that appears to be some kind of... something. The huge, invisible something shifts its weight and then the blanket curves around: ( Read more... )

Fourteen. [It's how the feed starts, with the simple statement of the number, the view being of Ciel with a cup of tea and a scone that hasn't been touched yet.] While it may not seem old at all to some, fourteen is incredibly old to me personally. To think I've been in this city long enough to now see two birthdays pass is, if anything, almost ( Read more... )

Okay, so, I can't 8e the only person here who's noticed. Unless everyone else has 8een too stuck in their warm little respite 8locks to even look out the window ( Read more... )

A'ight, guys. I've been hearing way too much Christmas music to the point where I've got it on the brain, so I gotta get it outta my system somehow. I kinda got a rundown on that Santa guy from Sora--man, it's still freaky to think about some fat dude busting into a house with elves as slave labor, 'n then that dude who kidnaps kids, uh... P-èr-e ( Read more... )

[Jubilee is sitting on her bed. In her lap is fabric and she's slowly sewing by hand. She looks contemplative.]With all the talk lately, I thought I'd ask a question ( Read more... )

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[The feed clicks on and it seems to be held haphazardly for a moment before it focuses. What's its focus, you may as? Well, it's Nana - only she isn't holding it. Pino is, for now, until the little girl props it up and comes to stand beside her grinning sister. Nana's overly ecstatic, but her smile is easily overlooked for the state of the ( Read more... )