[[Ente, dressed in a simple, black tutu and black ballet flats, steps onto the stone street, scarlet eyes darting left and right. A strange place, so different from her father's palace in the forests. Perhaps this is Prince Siegfried's town?

She discreetly stiffens. If that is, indeed, where she is, she must find a way out, before the Knight sees ( Read more... )

[Tutu is dancing around the streets, stopping every so often to look around]

Isn't there some handsome young man who'd like to dance with me? I'm ever so lonely.

[ooc: Since I introduced Ahiru earlier, here's her alter-ego. She's not out to do any real harm tonight, though any who see her might still be drawn in by her dance.]

Huh? Where am I? Did I transform into Tutu again and wander someplace strange?

...Fakir? Fakir, Rue? Are you here?

[ooc: Hi guys! swan_en_pointe's mun here (who will be more active this week since she's on spring break). I got permission from serika_san to create this character. This is the Ahiru/Tutu from her Call of the Sirens AMV. (If you haven't seen it, for shame! ( Read more... )

[[Ahiru is currently blushing as red as possible.

Yesterday went from relatively normal, to miserable, to the best day of her young life. Even if she couldn't bring herself to tell Fakir about her dad, she still felt lighter than she had for a long, long time.

Was that how it felt for that one Fakir when he kissed Myuto?]]

[[Agent F is standing in front of the wall, still in his shades (even as it's dark outside) and his black suit, currently blasting the gate with all he's got. In one hand, his MiB-issued De-Atomizer, and in another, the Noisy Cricket. The ground rumbles, and explosions echo throughout the town, and F struggles to be able to maintain his balance ( Read more... )

[With the Fakir from another world following behind, young Fakir approached the church, looking for the rest of his hotchpotch team, which (last time he saw them anyway) consisted of Ahiru, Uzura, and two other Fakirs. Spotting the group, he hurried towards them.]Hey! Everyone, I'm back! S-sorry, I think I must've gotten separated from you guys ( Read more... )

[[It's already nighttime, and Ahiru finds herself taking a walk, needing time to think away from her noisy friends.  It's a nice night, and she can see the stars here, unlike in California with all the city lights.  And the air is fresher, and it's pleasingly quieter...and her father isn't here.

She frowns.]]

Everyone wants to leave this place...Am I ( Read more... )

[[Fakir stands at a corner, absentmindedly letting his yo-yo drop, and watching as it comes right back up to him with the flick of his finger.  He simply could NOT figure out how to do the split the atom trick!  How did Autor pull it off back home?

This is ridiculously boring.  Where did Mytho and Ahiru go anyway?]]

This place is soooohohohoooo lame.

[[Mytho stumbles out into the streets, frantically scanning his surroundings for any familiarity.  He's dressed in cargo shorts and a hoodie.  Just a few seconds ago, Mytho filled Fakir's and Autor's lockers full of sequins and sparkles, and was immediately locked into the nearest broom closet by them as a form of retaliation.  Then, he blinked, ( Read more... )

[The younger Fakir trudged ahead with pointed resolve just ahead of Ahiru, Uzura, and...the older Fakir. He thought, a knight wouldn't be bothered by things like this; they knew what their duty was, and no matter the situation they'd continue on with their mission. Right now, that mission was finding a way back home for everyone. And that's what ( Read more... )