Jun. 12th, 2011

[identity profile] cake-and-dreams.livejournal.com
[D's never posted in text before, so this might come as a surprise to some, a sign that something is wrong. There's only one sentence:]

I need to talk to somebody about a relationship problem.
[identity profile] soulparadox.livejournal.com
I apologize for having escaped from the clinic. I did not mean to trouble anyone.

However, I am spending time with Altair.

He is teaching me to survive if I were to ever loose one arm. This is very important given where we are.

So I will remain with him until I am completely healed.

As such, do not worry for me.

Altair is a good pet.
[identity profile] stuporgenius.livejournal.com
[ This isn't cheating, right? No, it's not. Because he's not directly asking and Saralegui didn't say he couldn't use clever methods to weed out the demons. Clever is a term that's used loosely when it comes to Chris. ]

Hey, guys. Your resident supergenius Chris is here and has a favor to ask. I made a questionnaire that's related to my own personal research, so if you could fill it out for me -- I'd appreciate it. I might even give you a pat on the back or let you hang out with me sometime because that's a pretty great honor.

[ Pause. ]

And actually, while I got this open -- who do I talk to about scheduling a viewing of BREW? I don't know if you guys are still doing that since it was stolen and all, but after everything I read up about it...I'd like to see the thing in person if you don't mind?

I guess that's it. I'll post up the questions, and you guys can get right to answering them. Thanks in advance! [ He peace signs and then switches to text. ]


stupidly long survey is under the cut. )
[identity profile] electro-phoenix.livejournal.com
[There's Reno, in a very nice, new apartment. There's also Reno with his crutches nearby and a bottle of prescription painkillers on the table]

D'you know how fucking hard it is to move when your ankle's busted? Couldn't lift a damn thing.

[He glances at his painkillers before shaking his head and shrugging]

'Least I didn't have to move the furniture. Anyway, if you come lookin' for me at Communal, I ain't there.

[[Kadaj, Yazoo, Genesis, he specifically filtered it so you can't see this post. Otherwise, he just filtered it so people he knows and is on decent terms with (and accidentally forgot to take Haru off the list) can see it]]

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[identity profile] whatsatisfiesme.livejournal.com
[For once, Gilbert is foregoing video -- mostly because he couldn't quite work out the filtering options on his communicator. So, this seems like his next best hope for avoiding the more meddling types from back home.]

I was wondering if I could ask a question.

Someone was telling me a while ago that I ought to do a better job of entertaining myself in this city. Yet I'm at something of a loss. This place is unlike anywhere I've stayed before, and I hardly know my way around. The last time I was in a large city was


[There's a slight break and a pause here, before he quickly finishes:]

very different.

What I meant to ask, then, was what the other guests here would recommend, if one wanted to pass an evening doing something exciting. The sort of thing that would give you reason to stay out late into the morning.

Merci.
[identity profile] thirteenthace.livejournal.com
[Derp derp man its been a bit since Phoenix last posted here, huh. The man himself is surprised really, but hey. At least he's making a post now. No video because he doesn't want people to stare at his somewhat weakened state and the fact that he's in the clinic (not that this is a secret) - he's still recovering from the invasion and his exhaustion, and for once he can feel more at ease due to the Calming Wavelength around. Maybe he should just stay here for a while...]

I do hope everyone is recovering well after that whole kishin invasion thing. Its nice to know that we've managed to hold our ground in situations like these, not that I actively encourage them to happen every so often. [Small chuckle.] How is everybody faring, aside from the obvious? It doesn't seem like there are many people at the clinic now - or maybe everyone's just sneaking out because they don't like staying in such a stuffy place... [Not Phoenix though. He likes the clinic because its peaceful. In a manner of speaking.]

[Anyway!]
That aside, for those who have nothing better to do and happen to be listening to this at the moment, I just have a small question for those who wish to answer: what is it about your world that you miss the most? Or is there is nothing, what is it about your world that you hate the most. Any answers are fine, aside from the number forty-two. [Hahahaha.] If you wish, you can answer either one or both questions; I don't really mind.

[There is a pause here, almost one that is too long before:] Ah, and one last thing - I suppose there should be a 'welcome back' to all those who have returned after disappearing in some form or another, BREW-related or not.

[There we go. Now ending the post~]
[identity profile] notwaterjesus.livejournal.com
[Contrary to his normal calm, polite demeanor, Amiti seems to be a bit perturbed as he appears on the screen. Behind him, the TV is blaring and the computer seems to be on a screen saver.]

I do not know how these moving pictures of light appeared, but they have not given out yet. It is becoming quite irritating. Is there a way to put them out?
[identity profile] hatedriven.livejournal.com
[the feed clicks on to voice at first, the rustling sound of cloth as someone prepares to make a post. the voice that starts speaking is low, curt, businesslike and impatient.]

Are-

[however it doesn't get farther than that, and the video is unceremoniously clicked on as somebody flings open one of shibusen's doors. with way too much force. so much way that it smashes into the young man who had been about to make a post, and sends him staggering, falling onto his ass. it's a damn heavy door.]

Tch-

What the- OW! OWOWOWOWOW!

[that communicator, knocked clear of Sasuke's hands, smashes into Naruto's face before pinwheeling and landing a few paces to the side, giving a clear shot of two pairs of sandaled feet.]

What the hell-ttebay--!

[whatever was about to be said is cut off abruptly, a heavy silence falling into the space between the orange standing figure of Naruto and the prone figure of Sasuke. it's a moment before one of Naruto's feet scuffs backwards, his voice a shocked whisper]



-Sasuke?




ooc cut )