✖ fourth shadow | video | 12 december - evening

[imikojaganashi.livejournal.com]

[ The feed opens to what would probably be a typical evening scene, if the image wasn't a little skewed as if Hiei's communicator hadn't been tossed in irritation. Kurama (or wait, you all probably know him as Shuichi, don't you?), Kuwabara and Hiei sit around the little dining room table, clearly playing a game of 'go fish.' Or at least, trying. 

Thankfully Hiei's little fit of temper before spared the citizens of Death city the hilarity tooth pulling sensation of watching the two try to explain the simple card game to the fire demon, who is still royally confused about why the game's name involves fish and what the hell these matching cards have to do with the creatures he'd rather be eating right now than talking about.

Seriously - what the hell? Go fish? How about go to hell for calling this game something that ridiculous. 

The smaller demon looks perturbed, all but curled up on his kitchen chair, cards in hand and face sat in a determined line.] 

This game is stupid... [ The smallest of the group scratches at his forehead, revealed third eye squinting closed just a little as if even it finds the sensation satisfying. It seems he's earned a bit of a repraochful look from the other redhead, at which the fire demon balks a little.] 

What? This game doesn't even remotely involve fish or fishing - This is stupid. [ Kurama gives a little shake of his head. ] Fives, Hiei? 

... No.

Got any 4's, Hiei? [ ... ] Go die. [ Kuwabara placidly reaches into the pile of cards, near squirming in victory as he pulls out a card he apparently needed. ] 

Hey shrimpy, I got that six I needed, thanks buddy! Now I'm three cards ahead of you and Kurama! I told you I always win this, like I always win at rock paper scissors! [ Next thing the communicator goes flying along with the majority of what was in the middle of the table as Hiei slams his card down and just.. plays 52 pick up with Kuwabara and Kurama instead. ] 

Go fish now! [ And as he stomps away, Kuwabara inspects his team mate's hand, only to stand and stomp after him.]


HEY YOU LITTLE SHIT - YOU HAD TWO FOURS!


(OOC: Welcome to the circus that is Team Urameshi's "dynamic" - Red is Hiei, Orange is Kuwabara, Green is Kurama!) 

Mixed Media. December 12th, Evening.

[socialbutterfly]

[Private Text Request to Shibusen; CC'd to Naoto Shirogane]

Dear Shibusen,

For the last couple of weeks, the Mission Board has been empty of available one-star missions. Many of us have been checking the board daily in hope of new opportunities to help the people of your world. This is also the case for Naoto and myself. If at all possible, we would like to sign up early for any mission that takes us out of the city on the 23rd through 26th of December. Especially the 24th of December.

Please kindly look after this matter for me.

Yours sincerely,
Minato Arisato (One-Star Meister)

[Private Voice to Naoto Shirogane]

[Suspiciously eager.] Do you want to train more to prepare for a mission? If we improve, maybe we can take one of the available 3-star missions instead...

[Private Voice to Souji and Minako]

I'm ready to do lots of work for SEES. Leave all your heavy work to me. [Muted sigh.]

[Private Video to Junpei and TRIPLE A Staff]

[Big smile.] Let's go to other cities to look at the arcades there for ideas...

[Private Video to Yukari Takeba]

... Hey, Yukari.

[And because he says this to everyone who shows up. Not going to stop now.] You're late.

☆ zwei; 12 dec., early evening. [video]

[undevil]

Personally, I think the white top hats look quite stylish. ☆

[a grin; he makes no effort to hide his obvious bias, wearing a reasonably tall white hat himself.]

We certainly have great things to look forward to with the upcoming festivities. What a shame for all those who were chosen to return home just before the celebration!

Though, on the other hand, perhaps some of those departures may come as a relief to others-- I'm willing to bet that the grocer's candy supply has stopped mysteriously decreasing during the night. It must be much easier to properly keep track of inventory, and how fortunate, with the holiday shopping season in full swing!

[it's a strange thing to say, but he doesn't elaborate; he simply gives a little shrug and smiles.]

Well! For the many of us who remain, let's see to it that we enjoy ourselves!

three. ( text ) december 12.

[waitsforspring.livejournal.com]

[ hikaru is yet another person who refuses to be seen after a certain mission was accomplished. and it being winter, he has a tendency to get into a bit of a bad mood. though he's not anonymous, texting it out still feels better somehow. ]

You know, all the trouble I had to go through for that stupid "mission" was worth a hell of a lot more than this. Can we demand compensation for this kind of thing?

And I know time works differently and all, but it's a bit lonely not even being able to tell someone from home "Merry Christmas" at all. As if I needed any other reason to hate winter. I can't be the only one who's still a bit homesick though ...

December 12, afternoon // voice

[knitted-brows.livejournal.com]

[In the last days he's been here, Gwendal has gotten restless. Nothing here seems to mirror what he's used to back home in terms of war preparations. Aside from the strangers who informed him about partners and abilities upon his arrival, most discussions seem to be about a -- festival? Preposterous.]

[And he has no office in which to think (as if he ever got much privacy there) and so he's resorted to walking around, attempting to find some essential... supplies. Like yarn and needles. After a frustrating hour of no luck, he may as well try the strange communication device.]

Where do residents here obtain basic necessities? [His tone is even, but he wants to make it clear that yes, this is important.]

[video] december 12th | afternoon

[bearified.livejournal.com]

[here's a video of DCs resident bear. He seems really exhausted, even though he's shuffling about everywhere]

Oh man I am so tired! I got a job, but I can't stop...doing this.

[he looks and sounds really sad, which is a stark contrast to his movement]

Why Excalibur? Whyyy? I tried really hard to complete the quest, I really did! I don't want to dance any more.

[he sighs and smiles weakly]

At least I've got some money to buy everyone presents now!

[and then his shuffling causes him to trip on something, and he subsequently falls over]

WAAAAH!

01 [video?] - December 12, afternoon

[staysclassy.livejournal.com]

[The communicator turns on, revealing a devastatingly(???) beautiful man with dark hair and crimson-coloured eyes, and he stares without much of an expression. For a few seconds he only stares, then it clicks off. A moment later, it turns back on, the same man there with the same expression. Again, it turns off. And then again it is back on. If you look closely, his appears to be interested in whatever he is doing. A series of letters in no particular order flashes across your screen, a jumble of letters, numbers, and symbols. At least he didn’t shut it off this time. He finally opens his mouth.]

...

[Oh, just to sigh.]