[Phoenix is on the second level, drinking from a grape juice bottle. The pamphlet is on the table in front of him, having been read but is temporarily discarded.]

This city certainly has an odd way of welcoming people.

[Accidental second level. Phoenix can be found pacing about, looking rather anxious about something. Occasionally he stops, looks out the window, mutters something to himself, and resumes pacing. Apparently he's been doing this for a while.]

I can't believe it.. why him?!

( Private / Psych-Locked )

[Phoenix was at the store, collecting groceries. Grape juice, aspirin, milk, etc. 'Healthy' stuff for his daughter to eat ( Read more... )

....

Huh.

What's up with that gate? Walking through it made me feel.. well.. weird, I guess you could say.

Prosecutor Gavin.. maybe our curiosity got the better of us this time.

Though.. hmm. I wonder..

As if things couldn't get any weirder...

When the hell did that gate get there? It certainly wasn't there before..

( Locked / Filtered to OU!Klavier )