01 | Time Compression

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

[ To say that Luna is taking being thrown into an alternate dimension rather well is an understatement. At first it was a little alarming to find herself waking up to an enrollment of an entirely different education program after just leaving Hogwarts, to say the least. But after reading the letter sent by the Headmaster explaining the time compression - of course, it had to be time compression - Luna's thoughts were placed on the 'at ease' spectrum of panic.

Currently, she can be found wandering around in the quad area of the Gardens, Headmaster Cid's letter placed firmly in her hands and a quizzical if not vacant aspect to her stare. Anyone passing her will receive the following inquery: ]

Excuse me, but do you perhaps know where I might find some seeds?

action

[cpt-infrared.livejournal.com]

[Karkat is pacing the lobby, reading and rereading the letter clenched angrily in his hands with an ever-deepening scowl. Time compression. Cross-dimensional travel. This is such bullshit. He has important things to be getting on with! Never mind the fact that he'd pretty much just been assigned a mission quite obviously intended soley to get him out of his superiors' horns for a while – that detail is completely irrelevant to the fact that the Rebellion needs him.]

[He's not really looking where he's going, so chances are sooner or later he is going to bump into somebody. Not that he will accept any responsibility whatsoever for this inevitable occurrence. If anything he will appreciate the opportunity to yell at somebody.]

First Ring ♑ Action - Lobby

[silencesenshi.livejournal.com]

[Hotaru had arrived only a little while ago. However, she had been through plenty of strange things in her life--being a cyborg, rebirth, holding a second personality, the Dead Moon Circus, et cetera. So this? This isn't so completely out there that she panics. She takes it all in stride. And in fact, currently, she seems rather calm, hands resting on the directory and the twelve-year-old looks over it and memorizes it. Hotaru's eyes are wide with fascination as she takes note of just how big the Garden is.

She also takes note of the library. She'll definitely be perusing those books.]

1 ☣ arrival

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[Lunch is almost over, and cadets are just starting to filter (reluctantly or otherwise) back to their classes when a distinctive newcomer walks in from the front gate. Take your pick of what makes him so distinctive: the spiky black armor and huge sword slung across his back, the tense scowl, or the pointed ears. He moves slowly at first, with a tension-filled caution, but picks up speed as he makes his way into the lobby. In one hand he holds a course catalog--at a slight distance from his body, as if he finds it distasteful. He finally stops not far from the directory.]

Venhidis.

[The foreign word is spat out in a low and bitter voice like the swear it probably is. Then his hand tightens on the course catalog, the sharp claw-like fingers of his gauntlet puncturing it, and with a jerk of his arm he flings it off to the side. But none of the tension leaves his body, and when he strides forward to scan the directory, he continues to glower.]

They do not lie, I see. Their Garden even spreads out like a wheel, the better to crush the weak beneath it.

[Fenris is rarely in a good mood, but the past few days of acclimatizing to this new world, learning what goes on within it, and resigning himself to accompanying Balamb Garden in its travels have left him more bitter than ever. This is hell, and he is not out of it.]

[BBS] What's in a Date?

[fierybluebird]

Since we all come from various different backgrounds, I'm curious as to what everyone of age deems a good date?

Are there any cliches where you're from that you want to avoid? Or perhaps customs that are absolutely required? When you want to go formal, do you prefer big and splashy or something quiet and intimate? Of course generally it's best to tailor such a thing to the person you're dating, but what if they're not sure? Do you bring a gift, and what kind, or is that too over the top? Perhaps something from the heart is better.

Anyone got particular favorite date ideas they've been on or wish-dates to fulfill?

- Marco

second leaf [bbs/open action for training center]

[tortileghostwriter]

[First, a private message...]

( PM to Jade Strider )

[And then public.]

for better or for worse it seems ive been roped into this ridiculous date auction
while ill deal with the cause of the problem i suppose that while my presence as part of the proceedings is bothersome to say the least it cant hurt to entertain it
the banquet doesnt start until i enter the mead hall after all

on a much lighter note garden allow me to share a particular track with you all
it comes from the album that changed the face of drum and bass forever
ladies and gentlemen prepare
to hold
your
color

- tortileGhostwriter

[And then an audio embed, courtesy of a file transfer from the Hubtop...]

****

[After all of this, David can be found in the Training Center. As opposed to his standard saber, or the weapon with a remarkable resemblance to a lightsaber, he's holding something...different. A scimitar with a black blade, crackling with energy, looking less like it was there and more like a scar on the world, like dead pixels and is it shifting? A group of monsters is across from him. He holds the junctioning device in his offhand, looking at it for a moment. The name "YGGDRASIL" still stands out on the interface. Better to be sure...

He junctions her.]

Little solace comes...

[Summoning.]

To those who grieve...

[Darkness descends. The temperature in the room drops to precisely freezing.]

When thoughts keep drifting...

[The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room turn black. Featureless.]

As walls keep shifting...

[Vast endless corridors open up on the walls.]

And this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves...

[A spiral staircase forms behind him, leading down somewhere. Who knows where. A noise like a low growl becomes audible throughout the room.]

moments before the wind.

Yggdrasil.

[A sound comes, like the shifting of great tree limbs, like a great rustling of paper. A great hulking thing, vaguely human and female in shape but clearly monstrous, a face like a mask, bearing a smile like empty windows. A vast cloak of paper, long arms, with hands that were less hands now and more tentacle-like claws. A soft, definitely female voice, came almost like a whisper.]

David dear, don't be afraid...

[He dismissed her. Quickly. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he couldn't deal with her actually being present. The room swiftly returned to normal appearance and temperature, the light and heat returning. Now, to deal with the monsters.

Simple enough.]

[OOC note: Though it's a YouTube embed OOCly, for IC purposes, it's audio.]

[locked to AU-Karkat] GTFO, KARKAT =|

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

[With Espio's roommate gone, A105 has been pretty quiet lately. He's actually tidied up a little, but there's still random crap like root vegetables and Toby's sketchbooks lying around. Espio himself is studying on his bed, flipping through his Aerospace texts and snacking on an apple.

In a way, he likes the peace and quiet. It's been a long time since his room has been a private space, and he can't say he misses the big black horrible furry thing that used to inhabit half of the dorm with his roommate. Said roomie himself on the other hand...

Well, Espio's still hoping he comes back.]