*Tsuruhime, unlike her usual self, looks down. Her face doesn't have the peppy smile or energy. In fact, she looks downright tired.*

Haaa *A deep sigh.* I never thought it would be this hard to keep up what's happening around here. Um, I'm sure everyone is aware of this already, but Eiko-chan and Neku went back home.

*She attempts to smile a ( Read more... )

[The video opens up to a white eyed face some newcomers may recognize, and some won't, with pretty much the same stern expression he always wears]For those that aren't aware, I'm Hyuuga Neji, and I oversee the Intermediate division of morning training along with Ling Yao, a new guest to this city. If anyone feels they require assistance with their ( Read more... )

[When the camera turns on, there's a tiny pink-haired girl that looks like she's fairly happy with herself!]

Good morning, Death City! Mami-san and I have both returned safely from the Ukraine. It went well, and we were able to protect some people by taking care of a Kishin Egg, there. [She smiles when she says that.] I'm really happy ( Read more... )

[There's the quiet sound of someone clearing their throat away from the mic before the real audio cuts in]I want to apologize to my coworkers for not being as available as I should have--colds are such troublesome things, aren't they? I'll do my best to get caught up quickly ( Read more... )

[A woman is peering at the communicator screen altogether too close, with a sort of curious fascination. Her face is a warm brown colour, her eyes a rather unusual amber hue, her hair black and bound back with a scarf, and golden jewellery glimmers at her ears and throat. She's holding the communicator aloft at an angle that shows a room at ( Read more... )

[ It's dark. The only light that captures on the video feed is the steady flickering of several candles all arranged in a circle (fire hazard anyone?). The man behind the video is wearing a dark hood (sporting the latest in occult fashion) and has the communicator propped up to record what he's doing as he sits in the middle of this circle of ( Read more... )

I don't really blame the people in Europe.

[Enma isn't looking at the camera -- he's fiddling with the bandages on his hands and watching the kitten on his apartment floor bat at scattered bits of newspaper]

Shibusen isn't their problem - they just want to keep their families safe. Just like the people in Death City.

[A pause. He frowns, the ( Read more... )

( [Filtered to Gai] )

[It looks like... Vash is sitting on the top of one of the cranes at the edge of one of the Zones. He's been thinking.]There's a song that's sung inside the heart of every person, a song for peace, a song of love. But fear is the shroud that wraps around people's hearts, and stifles the sound of that song. People forget the peace they hope to ( Read more... )

[The amount of people being sent home recently made her wonder...]

Do people who are returned by BREW always forget everything that happened here when they go back?

I know people sometimes remember things when they’re brought back to this world, but if they aren’t...[She looks away for a moment.] ...if BREW doesn’t bring them back, do they really ( Read more... )