Good morning, facility. I trust you are well.

Ah, it seems there is a familiar person that should not be here, though given his style of clothing, I cannot doubt that. [The butler from 1889 has been alive in the human world for quite a while. He knows an outfit when he sees it. Now it makes more sense. He curls his fingers to his chin, considering ( Read more... )

[Locked to Kankuro and Temari]

Report in.

[Locked to Sai]

Which areas have you covered?

[Public]

To the new arrivals... seek shelter or arm yourselves.

[A brief pause.]

A secure shelter.

[ The first shot is one of a rather sizable octagon on some white surface. Or it WAS an octagon, at some point - it seems to be the charred remains of some SMUDGY thing, right now. The camera tilts, down, showing that the surface in question was, in fact, the ceiling. The ceiling, it seems, just above Spike's bed ( Read more... )

[ Yeah, he's in a Batman costume from the neck down. Whatcha gonna do about it? NUFFIN'. That's what. ]

Well, the biodome is nearly back to something passable, so long as everyone in here continues to be a constant example of maturity. You just can't leave the damned place alone, can you? If plants start trying to murder you all again, don't say I ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on with a thick wet squelching sound as the device slips from Russell's hand to drop into the mud. He'd seen Gaara's post and of course had immediately had to come down and see just what they'd done. He'd been hiding most of the week, unwilling to be seen in the clothing the Doctors had stuck him in. Clothing that matches his emo ( Read more... )

[Light background noises are picked up by the device as it is clicked on, and after a few seconds, Gaara speaks, his voice carrying a notable edge of fatigue.]

Residents of the facility, beware of the water damage sustained in the biodome.

[The feed clicks on to Kankuro crouched in a sheltered spot in the biodome. His teeth are gritted, and the light of battle is in his eyes.]

Gaara. I could use some backup here!

Tem, I don't know if you're up for it, but if you are... Shit!

[The feed flips to the ceiling as he dodges, and a blur passes over the feed, vaguely recognizable as ( Read more... )

You shouldn't play with that. [While he should take it away from Her, he cannot do so. Far too cute. No matter. He's back up against smooth glass, that acts just like a makeshift mirror. Shirt off already, he doesn't seem to care. It'll only be for the moment. Gloved fingers spread against his lower back, pressing down lightly at the small of it as ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on to Kankuro, looking a little sleepy. He's painted up, but not wearing his hood for what seems to be a rather obvious reason. A pair of human-proportionate cat ears are sticking up out of his messy mop of brown hair, tilted back in irritation but not full-out flattened. He rubs at one eye, and it's clear that his hands have ( Read more... )

[ Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Kite is tapping the screen with the tip of his bloodied syringe, a bit of a luminescent red substance dribbling from his mouth. He stares with the now-familiar empty and glowing yellow eyes, head cocked to the side in curiosity. He's seen this device before. The technology, it feels -- no, wait, it's gone again, and the AI ( Read more... )