Return of the Guitar Practice

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

[It has to be said that when Espio decides to do something, he really does put the effort in and actually achieve some kind of result. Even when it's something that some might expect the lizard to find pointless - music, in this case.

Despite the fuss certain people had put up - ahem, Seifer - the last time he had tried this, the chameleon is currently practicing guitar in the Quad again. This time, he's producing something that actually sounds like music, though it does still consist entirely of chords.

He could probably have progressed further if he'd allocated more time to practice, but hey...

He's focusing pretty hard on the sheets of paper in front of him as he practices - it wouldn't take much to throw him off and annoy him.]

♛ 01 → [Action for the Cafeteria]

[notdusk.livejournal.com]

[Dawn had lost count of how many times she'd read the acceptance letter. Skimming through it once again, she made a neat crease and placed the letter in her bag, then sighed. Today was an odd day. Exciting, yes. It would have been nice if she was at least told she'd be transported to a different world and enrolled in a military academy, though.]

... Hm. Time compression. I have to wonder if this has anything to do with Dialga. But.. how could it? I thought I calmed it? I wouldn't think it would be angered again so soon.

[Dawn looks down at the lone pokeball in her hand. She hadn't opened it yet. She was scared of what might be in it... or what might not. She decided she'd do that later. Besides, if it was her drapion or another one of her large pokemon, it might destroy something. It'd be better to look later. For now, it'd be a good idea to find out what was going. That was always the best gambit when thrust into a new place.. right?]

Soul 003 || Info gathering part deux | action: the library

[xnotarunt.livejournal.com]

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So far, that's all you hear as you pass a certain table in the library. Here, you'd chance upon a certain reaper and her ermine pouring over books. Mountains of books, it seems and on almost every topic imaginable but mostly on the areas surrounding Balamb.

There isn't a word exchanged between reaper and scythe except for the occasional "You think this is it?" "I dunno" and "I think we're on to something". Ras seems to have a bit of a time, though, trying to keep his balance on his hind legs while propped on a chair. His tiny forepaws flip through a thick book earnestly best they can and he takes care not to rip any pages with his claws.

"Uh... Shin..." he suddenly mutters.
"Yeah?"

There is a crash as the ermine teeters off the books he was "sitting" on and falls to the ground.

case 09 | team Damian | mayhem and madness

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[Returning to Garden after the Ottoman Empire had been a blessing. Damian'd been able to get his bearings, focus on getting his school life back into gear, and maybe being grateful that Garden was actually somewhat modern and... not as bad as he made it out to be.

So when he feels that time hiccup and that dizzy feeling again? Damian can't help feeling ill--especially moreso when he stares at his surroundings. A fancy party? Immediately, he rushes to the window - ignoring the fancy suit he's in - and presses his hands to the windows. Neo-Gotham. It'd be ridiculous to mistake it for anywhere else.

... And there's his family at a table near Mr. Wayne and McGinnis. All of these people are familiar and yet not--Hajie, his kid sister, seems older than when he last saw her. Did Time Compression lie about "bringing you back to the moment in which you came?" Sure seems like it.]

This wasn't the homecoming I expected.

o1. ♌ action set in lobby

[moirailcompass]

[It had been a while since Nepeta had been brought to this world. In all honesty she was not sure she could say how long it had been, something bordering a month if she had to venture a guess. A month full of a lot of time spent in the hospital, recovering from the brutal beating that Gamzee had given her, a month spent trying and failing to come to terms with the death of her moirail, and a month full of questions and paperwork by humans urging her to come to this strange place.

It really was enough to send any troll's head reeling, especially one so young as her. She wanted to get back up on her feet, she wanted to try and move on and make the best of her situation, but it was so hard to do when she couldn't even get herself oriented. She had always been the cheerful one amongst her group, the one others came to when they needed to get something off their chest but that was because she had always had Equius by her side. It wasn't even so much as what he did, as was just his presence that helped her stay strong through all their troubles but now he was gone, she was mysteriously in some world inhabited by humans, and no other troll in sight.

She had just come from a meeting where she had been told the rules of this place, and where she would be staying, but after that she'd been left to her own devices. At first it had seemed like a refreshing idea, it seemed she had not been allowed much time for peace of mind since she arrived in this world but now as she stood awkwardly in the lobby, watching people walking to and fro from whatever destinations she had in mind it didn't seem quite so grand.]

((ooc; no one saw that...sob))

[BBS] 003 // [Semilocked Action]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

time compression pretty much sucks the most out of anything that has ever sucked before.
like more than betty crocker and peanuts and stupid imps combined.

...jade? dave?
are you guys still here? i
i think i really need to talk to you guys
okay?
i'm in room A213

-ectoBiologist


[And this is his room. This part is locked to Jade, Dave, Japan and maybe also Marco if he wants to visit John.

John who has just come into his room after using the computer terminal to make his message. He doesn't look like he's had a good week, specially with that huge stain of blood covering the front and back of his shirt.

He just kind of walks straight to his room and shuts the door.]