[Guess who ended up losing her inhibitions? Usually, Alice was one to always do her duty, to always attend to what she felt was right. But for the past day, she felt like staying home, being an absolute slob and indulging in everything that amused her.]Heeeeeeeeey ( Read more... )

[Hello, Siren's Port. Today, well after sirens, all of you paying attention to your NV and not the craziness going on outside get a view of Ahiru! The lighting is... odd, to say the least; tonight she's sitting with her blankets draped over her, and a flashlight that's shining on her to illuminate her face as she speaks.]Um ( Read more... )

[ Without preamble, the feed comes on, Rin's distinct, accented voice rolling out of the NV. ]

That entire business with the cult makes me wonder: is coming back from the dead really so unusual a thing? [ His tone sounds pleasant enough, slightly musing, but the pause that comes after those words is calculated. ]In Spira, the deceased returned ( Read more... )

[He'd gotten used to Aya being here. It was comfortable, it was needed, and now that security had been torn away from him. Aya was gone. There wasn't any use lying to himself about it now--he hadn't been able to contact him for days, he hadn't reported to his classes, he hadn't been at Siren's Flowers, and no matter how much looking Ken did, he ( Read more... )

[The Baskerville sounds a little hoarse and looks exhausted, no doubt from too many sleepless nights of continuous searching. Even Tove looks tuckered out, being draped on Fang's shoulders like a rag.]

I.... I can't find Lily. I've been looking for days and she's nowhere to be found. Bandersnatch is missing as well.

[There's a long pause as he ( Read more... )

[On the evening of the 17th, there's a transmission; the NV is lying on its side - and the screen captures the lower half of a man's face, clothes obviously dishevelled, long blond hair tangled and strewn everywhere. He's lying on his side, curled up on some concrete.

He only chokes out one soft, strangled word:]

Help.

[Gilbert Nightray's ( Read more... )

[When the feed clicks on, you are presented with a lovely view of Larry sitting on a (SINGLE) bed in a rather neat hotel. Not ritzy, but satisfactory as most people's hotel standards go. He's just staring down at his NV morosely.

By the way, he's also wearing a hotel bathrobe and a matching set of pajamas. The pillows beside him are hardly fixed. ( Read more... )

[Well, someone got the news a bit late.]

I don't... I can't believe it. Why did it have to happen?

[She's a bit too distressed now, first Brooke, and now Sanji. These deaths and disappearances were getting to her nerves. Even after all the disappearances she had noticed before, she still can't get over this. And it only felt worse because it was ( Read more... )

[Hallo, network. Have an opening shot of Ken, flicking balls of wadded up paper at a plastic cup with a look of Intense Concentration on his face ( Read more... )

[Ichigo's slumped in a chair, looking faintly irritated and just a bit tired. His hair's more disheveled than usual and he's wearing perfectly normal human clothes: a long-sleeved shirt and jeans. In the background is a sparsely furnished, bland room that will one day be a nice living room and is currently a mostly empty space that's lucky to have ( Read more... )