[Aniki has been wandering, and found her way to Ammy's forest. She's in a deep part of the stream, where it forms a little basin-pool, her clothes hung on a branch at its edge for washing when she's finished with herself.

She's wearing her breastband and underwear this time at least, for the sake of whatever shy lad might come wandering by, but she's not really looking for company. The lampflowers throw odd spheres of light around themselves, turning the forest into a deep-hued patchwork punctuated by electric butterflies. The water where she is looks nearly black due to the strange play of light. Aniki rubs the back of her neck with a happy sigh and starts singing in a soft alto.]

Where I have been is a thousand tales,
where I'll go a thousand more--
I'll ne'er be your lady love
and ne'er your fancy's whore.

I cannae tell you where I'm wandering to.
It's just the compass call--
So you can follow me, my lad,
or follow not at all.

[there is a desk, and on that desk is a lamp, casting a dim, forlorn glow on the stained, scratched surface; on that surface is a stack of papers, and a stack of books, and a cold cup of coffee

Kate is reading and sketching and scribbling and, on occasion, muttering]

Still can't figure out what that demon was. Wonder if they have.

[she pauses, fighting the urge to close her eyes]

Wonder if they'll still be there when I get back.

[Amaterasu has decided to do something productive to take her mind off of Nippon. So what is she doing? She is trotting back and forth between her forest, the ballroom, the Astral Bar, the Astral Kitchen, the beach, the theater and the Colosseum, planting saplings as she goes. She pauses by each sapling to put a bit of sunlight into them, so that each one is glowing faintly. Now there are glowing pathways leading through the darkness to each place of refuge, and Ammy is almost finished--though she's visibly tired.]

So long as everyone is sure to light the lamps in those places, we will find each other yet...

[having been drawn out of his attempts to take apart some of the furniture to build a timey-wimey detector by the loud frigging BANG from the metal building falling, the Doctor steps out and looks around, surprised to find that he no longer needs his torch-screwdriver. He puts it out and walks around]

Did someone turn back on the lights?

[looks up]

No stars, though. Strange. Well! At least they managed to get rid of all the darkness. Was worried the screwdriver's batteries would wear out.





OOC: Sorry for the delay! Have the Doctor as the "Goddess" of Thieves! He can now see in the dark and steal things as a magical ability (except hearts, he just steals those by being the Doctor). He can also "steal" the truth from someone by demanding it. Let me know if we're playing and you don't want him to know something or obtain something. This is all in fun.

[IT IS WEDNESDAY, and the Muse of Song can be seen in the light of Ryotarou's train, throwing his MP3 player into the darkness. Then he sings:]

... Did thaat♪- ...

I guess noooot.

[Anybody speaking to him or around him will find themselves singing and unable to stop. The longer their conversation goes, the more compelled they will be to serenade their experiences, rock out their passions, and reveal their dark secrets in a melodious tune. Dancing is optional.]