29 May 2008 @ 06:36 pm
[And Jenny is making a sandcastle. Barefoot. YAY. And decorating it with glitter and seashells]

Ooh. This one is shiny. I like it. Maybe I can keep it and name it Fredbob. Good name for a shell.

((So. Because I'm all Sudaffed-ified, CHER IS BACK. This time in Jenny. :O Beware. SHE WILL EAT YOUR BRAINS--actually, she's pretty harmless. You know how it works.))
 
 
Current Mood: hyper
 
 
29 May 2008 @ 09:08 pm
[Romeo's standing on the Astral Plane, a tray in his hand which holds a plate with a big pile of cookies and some glasses of milk]

Anyone want some milk and homemade cookies? We kind of baked too many.

Oh, and I promise there's nothing wrong with them.
 
 
29 May 2008 @ 09:39 pm
 
I hardly think it's any of your business what I do in my personal time, and I'd rather like to stop these pointless meetings. ... Don't be silly, of course I'm not leaving the grounds. What reason would I have to--

[Lucy appears on the Plane in a large, comfortable chair, something akin to a psychiatrist's chair, and looks around in surprise to find herself no longer speaking with one of the 'doctors' at the estate, but instead empty air. shifts a bit and begins fixing her hair]

Well ... that was an effective way to get out of that.
 
 
29 May 2008 @ 10:04 pm
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[Allen collapses into the Astral Plane, covered in wounds and looking pretty much like if he doesn't take the time to recover here, he won't last long in his real world. He tries to move a little, but passes out after whispering]

Run, Lenalee...
 
 
Current Mood: sore
 
 
29 May 2008 @ 10:08 pm
[Lelouch sits himself down with a large pile of textbooks and starts to do his homework - catching up on all the work he has missed while running off to be Zero instead of his assignments.]

Convenient.
 
 
Current Mood: busy