012 | Vergil | Nov 5 | Video

[blue-darkslayer.livejournal.com]

[An image momentarily blips up of Vergil seated at home in his shared apartment at Fatality Condominiums. It disappears just as quickly though as he immediately applies the needed filters.]

[Short and sweet:]

[Filtered to: Koujurou]

Do you have a minute? I need to speak with you.

▣ IV [video]

[saynotoballs.livejournal.com]

[There is a lump of blankets on the communicator, wiggling around, feeling for the buttons, before it finally settles on video mode. It isn't hard to tell it's N, though. The fluffy tuft of green hair poking out from underneath the lump of blankets is a dead giveaway. There's a pair of legs, clad in train-patterned pajama pants, poking out from underneath the swath as well.

He takes a moment to orient himself, balancing the communicator on one knee before speaking up]

Ah-- Good evening, Death City. Recent events rendered me unable [or more, unwilling] to attend training or speak with others, but I hope you have all been well.

[The communicator tilts a bit, threatens to fall off his knee, but he grabs it and rights it]

I must apologize for my behavior on Halloween night - it is a mixed blessing that during the confusion, I was able to discover my weapon form.

[And then he pauses, one hand keeping the communicator balanced -- the other arm emerges from beneath the blankets, and after a moment's concentration on N's part, transforms into the blade of a sword, forged from equal parts black metal and white metal]

If there are any meisters who have proficiency with a sword, I would appreciate the chance to speak with them.

[Filtered to Kanaya and Rikku]

[The blanket lump sits there in silence for a while longer, and N lets his arm change back and pulls it back into his cocoon. After a moment he reemerges entirely, albeit shyly]

This is belated, however I owe you both apologies in particular. Are you both recovering well? Is there a way in which I can be of assistance?

[He shoves the blankets away, revealing two pillow cases worth of candy. It's N's haul from Halloween, counted and weighed and divided evenly, both by weight and variety of candy. N derived equations to determine how much candy went into each bag himself.]

At the very least, please accept this as my sincerest apologies. I did not foresee that I would...lose myself that completely.

004 | Video

[erostripperella.livejournal.com]

[Playing around with the SC during a conversation, Erotica ends up turning it on. You can see her talking to her boss.] I know it was my fault and I’m all to blame, however, I didn’t have a choice in the matter at the time. So I really don’t see why you’ve to fire me after that small incident.

Small? You punched a customer! Who wants a stripper that punches costumers, Erotica?!

A masochist? [boss crosses his arms] At least I’m physical? [Not amused boss stares at her and she coughs a little] You know I’m a great stripper, you’ve seen the customer’s faces every time I thrust my crotch in the air, shake my ass and stroke that pole! I can-

Yes, I got it. But the point is, the customers are afraid of you.

Why don’t I wear a wig? They were drunk, it was dark, and all they remember are my breast, ass and hair.

And your name!

Fine, don’t call for “Erotica Jones” on stage. Call for… Kathy… [sees lamp] Lamp… [sees chair] chair… [sees wall] wall… ner… stein.

“Kathy Lampchairwallnerstein”. [boss crosses arms with a “are you an idiot” look]

[STRIPP SIGHS AND DOES A WHY-YOU-MAKE-ME-DO-THIS LOOK] … Kathy Dildo?

…Perfect! You shall be the beautiful brunette “Kathy Dildo”. Welcome aboard again! Go undress. And get a brunette wig! [he leaves oh so very pleased]

[Stripp looks at her communicator now. OH SHI—it was on. She looks surprised there, but ends up simply sighing as in “fuck my life” sigh] Great stage name, isn't it? [turns feed off]

November 5 Evening [Video]

[daddyscythe]

[Are you tired of seeing this redhead’s face? Don’t worry, he has someone more refreshing with him this time! There is a young man with cat ears next to him. Spirit clears his throat.]

The recent Halloween attack has made it obvious that the kishin wavelengths can really affect our forces badly -- Shibusen’s staff, you guys, and our residents alike.

Because of this, we’ve been trying to find a way to help everyone improve their mental defenses against outside influences. Seimei-- [he gestures at the man next to him] -- is a teacher who’s worked with this sort of thing before and we had a talk a while ago about this. We’ve decided to let him give it a try. Seimei will be conducting mental training classes in the evenings to help people improve their mental resilience with Shibusen's support. We’ve given him a classroom to use for his classes.

We’d also like for everyone to give this a try, especially those particularly sensitive to the influence of the wavelengths. [Which is a polite way of saying if you are nuts, you should probably come. Seimei is also saying something!]

I look forward to meeting all of you. Of course, participation is voluntary! I will be applying the lessons I learned from my own world to teach all of you.

Feel free to ask me any questions.


[Filtered to the Hexed and Seimei]

These classes might benefit you guys in particular... So give it a try, all right? It might help you keep the Sway at bay. [Spirit won’t mention it, but the reason why he and Seimei are doing this is for the Hexed specifically.]

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[donttelldaddy.livejournal.com]

Hello, I suppose this marks my return to the world of the living!

[The screen is mostly just her face, smiling as usual.]

I'm out of the hospital and practically good as new. I'll have to take it easy for a few more days, which means no training, but I can start work. Speaking of which, I've been hired at the Deadly Pretty Maid Cafe.

[At which point she steps back a bit and shows off the uniform, blowing a kiss at the camera.]

Not the most glamorous work, but the uniform's cute, is it not? Come visit me, I promise that you'll get excellent service~