21 September 2008 @ 12:43 am
[After almost a week of preparation, Deneb's dinner to celebrate Ryotarou's return is finished! Deneb shows up on the Plane in an apron, along with ZeroLiner's kitchen and an astonishingly large amount of food.]

I brought dinner! Or lunch, if that would be better. [And he's rather proud of it. There are loads of entree dishes (most of which have shiitake as a very important ingredient) as well as a punch bowl and several soup options.] It's very good, if you would like to try some!
 
 
Current Mood: accomplished!
 
 
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21 September 2008 @ 01:20 am
{Sure, there's already a beach on the plane, but it could use more water. So this time, the plane now has part of a lake, complete with an over-elaborate rich-person's dock. Diva and Ikki are in the water, but Hei is sitting on the dock with a mid-afternoon snack. He's just there because he doesn't trust either one of them to, you know, live. The three are all in attire for the occasion, thus wearing bathing suits}

{In the water, Diva is clinging pretty tightly to Ikki because her experiences with water haven't been the best} N-Ne, Ikki, this is fine, alright? Tell me if you let go or anything!

[Ikki, of course, has no problem with this. He places his hands on her shoulders, almost around them, as he tries to get her to float on her stomach better.] You're doing just fine, babe. Relax and kick your legs out a bit. Don't need to splash too much, I've got ya.

[Hei narrows his eyes at the scene, looking a bit exasperated.] No groping allowed, Ikki.

[Diva holds his hands tightly, but does relax enough to try and float a little better. It's not going exactly well, since she'll sink, panic a bit, be fine, and then repeat until she's mostly underwater]

[Ikki has no shame. But he does focus more on tugging her around the water.] Yo, whatever gets the job done. Diva, deep breaths, alright? If you're breathing all over the place you won't float. Kick, kick...

[After a few more attempts with taking his advice, she's at least above the water a little more, and smiling brightly] Ne, Ikki, like this? Ah, how neat, it's working!

Yeah, you got it! Now... pull your legs up toward your chest. I got ya, so you won't sink. And I want you to clasp your hands, like you're praying.

Ummm...Alright, if you say so. [It takes quite a bit for her to actually let go to do what he asked, but she does, if not very stiffly]

Great. Now, on the count of three, you're gonna stretch your arms in front of you and kick like a frog at the same time. You won't go anywhere yet 'cause I'm holding onto you. [Her hips. This could get dangerous.]

[She nods absently, concentrating on the task because she is taking it very seriously! Aw.]

[Ikki smiles winningly.] One... two... three!

[On three, she kicks forward, but a bit harder than she really intended. So suddenly, Ikki ends up holding her bikini bottom, and Diva is bottomless. She makes a noise of surprise, but still clings to Ikki because she doesn't want to be dropped.]

[It takes Ikki a moment to register that Diva isn't in his arms anymore. A bikini is. And she is clinging to him. And the bikini is not on Diva anymore.... And then he goes completely red. CUE DORKFACE.] I-I think I just passed into the afterlife.

[Hei, who has ben watching intently to make sure there are no fatalities or hijinks, flushes bright red as well. He covers his face with a hand, shaking his head.] We're going swimming, they said. Come with us, it'll be fun, they said. Ikki, only you are capable of something like this.
 
 
21 September 2008 @ 01:57 am
[Zuko sits on the top of the theater with his uneven gold gaze trained on the stars. Most of him has disappeared beneath a floor-length red robe with gold lining the hood. His knees are pulled to his chest, hands cradling some small, ornamental object. He doesn't know what the constellations mean. He doesn't care. All he knows is that his destiny is coming fast upon him, and he can't run anymore. Didn't he say he was going to stop running?

A soft sigh, and he draws into himself more, just pale skin and robe and frown.]


How can he tell me that and expect me to just... I can't... I'm not...

... Uncle... why does it have to be me?
 
 
21 September 2008 @ 03:15 am
[The swings seem to be the location of voice for upset little girls. Henrietta is kicking her feet absently, her violin case sitting, as it always does, close at hand. She pushes herself off a little, sees a constellation between her shoes.]

Orion...
 
 
21 September 2008 @ 03:19 pm
[Since Romeo and Juliet still aren't on speaking terms, and since his mother told him to stop laying around in bed all day like an angsty teenager and actually do something productive, Romeo is here, on your plane.

He's skating around, carrying with him a big piece of paper and a pen. He's making a map, drawing out all the big objects that are here and trying to make sure the map is accurate when it comes to distance between them.

It's always good to have a map of your territory.]
 
 
21 September 2008 @ 03:36 pm
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[Jolyne appears sitting on a bench from the exercise yard with a somewhat worn baseball glove on one hand. She's busy poking at the bandages wrapped around her midsection, but doesn't seem as if she'll be trying to take them off anytime soon... especially not since F.F. had practically demanded she let the bullet wounds heal already.]

...how long's it been and they still hurt like a mother. Augh. [She prods at the bandages again.] So damn itchy...!
 
 
[And onto the plane comes a brown-haired girl with big glasses wearing a high school uniform. She's got a tote bag slung over one should and a massive fountain soda in the other.]

Don't be stupid, it's right here. I just want to take a--

[She stops. Her grip on the tote bag tightens while, simultaneously, the soda drops from her hand. A quick skip backwards is all that keeps it from splattering over her shoes and white socks.]

Wh... Kanami? Alice? [She turns around--and takes a startled step backwards.] Wh-Where are you?! What's going on-- [She slips in spilled soda and falls on her butt in the mess, the tote back sliding off her shoulder and scattering school books, shonen manga, a wallet, and bits of paper that look like random notes in a pile over the plane.]



[[Misaki experiment start! It should be noted that she's from before the Gates ever showed up.]]