Feb. 20th, 2011

[identity profile] thishealingwind.livejournal.com
Hello there, Death City~

[Aerith is waving happily at the screen for a moment, looking perfectly perky. Her hair is down today, cascading in long waves around her shoulders, her pink ribbon tied in a small bow on the side of her head. She looks excited about something, though perhaps it's just a bit manufactured. Maybe there's something else on her mind?]

So, I'm thinking about opening a little shop to sell flowers. Maybe some fresh produce, too. If I did, would anyone come? Where's the best place to start?

[She looks thoughtful for a moment before she claps her hands together lightly.]

Oh! And I'd need a name for it. Any suggestions?

[Filtered: Zack Fair]

[Her expression falls a bit from her brilliant smile. She might even look a little insecure. Just a little.]

Hey Zack? Is everything okay? You haven't come to see me for awhile.

[She pauses for a beat before her smile returns.]

I think I'm going to try and make spaghetti tonight if you're hungry after your shift.
[identity profile] der-geliebte.livejournal.com
[The image pans in on the table, briefly, where Seimei was apparently trying to do... something in terms of baking. The table is completely stacked with cupcakes.]

I think I need a few helping hands. I've been trying to remember an old cake recipe, but now I find myself with far too many cupcakes. If someone would like to come and put icing on some to take home, I would not be opposed.

I certainly wouldn't mind the company.

[Yes this is indeed the way Seimei has chosen to meet new people today.]
[identity profile] bl00d-elf.livejournal.com
[Feng Lan couldn't bring herself to go on video because she's been crying for a long time. Since Prince has a reputation to keep, she also thought it was best to go with a voice post, though if people listen to it carefully, there's a sniffle here and there that gives the fact away.]

I...I went to visit Mei-jiejie today.

She did not answer.

I tried to contact her, and there was no response.

Like last time, I thought that things were very wrong, and I made my way to her place a second time. All of her things have gone, as if she had not lived there at all.

Mei-jiejie has gone back where she came from.
[identity profile] thebadluckcat.livejournal.com
[Once all the excitement's died down a little, eventually Train slides into the network. As seems to be common when he deigns to appear on the network, he's seated at a desk surrounded by papers - something decidedly uncharacteristic for him.]

[Far more characteristic is the carton of milk in his hand and the curious look to his eyes. But his rarely-seen Business Face is on. For now. It remains to be seen how long that's gonna last.]


Heyyyy~ [Okay. Bad start. Cough.] So uh. It seems like a few guys I talked to last time disappeared, so... here I am. Asking again. [Coughing louder. Public addresses are hard. Right to the point...]

Is anybody interested in doing courier work? It should be pretty quick and easy, and it won't get in the way of other stuff. I'm looking to start up a business, so it'll be paid! Just lemme know if you're keen. [He pauses a beat, before remembering and adding:] Oh, and only partners please! I'm talking about outside-the-city stuff, that you'd have to go on missions for.

[He looks hesitant for just a second before adding the next bit.]

I know there's a couple of shooters I've met from training who are pretty good. Well... I need to think about getting out there myself. So if one of you wanna, we could go on a mission or something. [Train scratches the back of his head uneasily. He still has misgivings, but he needs to be useful. And it'll be cheaper if he does some of the work himself.]