Because I want to play Akito and I can't! . . . Not just because the comm is gone.

( It takes two days for the world to disappear. )

I think this is a better way of writing character essays, derp.

( Akito wraps his arms around himself, curling into his own hold. )

Had two other ones planned, not sure if I will follow through.

( As his fingers slide through the barrier, Takanari panicks. )

THIS IS SO FUCKED UP AND I AM GOING TO HELL. THAT IS ALL.

( Joshua could and does spend hours tucked away in some quiet part of the woods. . . )

This is a fic for Firo in honor of her birthday. . . And also in honor of my finishing Baccano! Naturally, these two could never exist in the same time and I did end up fudging one part, but I'm satisfied with it.

( But, Firo, I'm a priest. )

( Kanon would come in whistling some sonata, able to do any orchestra piece acapella with amazing ease. . . )

I've just got Joshua on the brain. . . And he is very depressing.

( And she was gone. )

( It was quiet. It was painfully quiet. )

( It started when Kanon cheerfully pointed up at a bunch of mistletoe. . . )

( Livio blinked. )