21 October 2008 @ 01:19 am
[See Isaac. See Isaac bundled under three or four extra layers of clothes. See Isaac shivering his toosh off despite his state of dress. See Isaac be miserable as he sits down and hugs himself in an attempt to warm up. Laugh.]
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 10:20 am
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[Juni is back to normal! And pacing, and looking not very happy with life… She’s also talking to herself softly; most of the words seem to be along the lines of “So, if I had turned out normal I would’ve been a idiot…”

Eventually she stops, places her hands on her hips and grunts
] If I was completely insane I’d thank Beranabus for taking me away from being such an idiot.

However, I am not.

[Grumbled] Although I was an idiot…
 
 
Current Mood: grumpy
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 03:06 pm
[Walking, clearly distracted and mumbling to himself. He doesn't seem to notice much of what's around him, and what he does take in seems oddly expected.]

Doors, doors, there're too many doors in this place! First forests I didn't plant, then monkeys I never commissioned to write Hamlet -- I wanted Winter's Tale, damnit, there's that great bit about the bear -- , and then cats trying to trap me in boxes, it's all a bit much, I think. [He looks around, perhaps just realising that this wasn't where he was headed.] Now what is this place. I'm fairly sure I didn't have any of this in the TARDIS before. That's very strange. Usually the cat has answers, but it seems like the curiosity got the better of him. Or I hope so. Unpleasant thing. But there's no voice here either. No voice, no cat. Nothing to guide my way, what, where or when ever that way is. How odd. No, I'm definitely sure this isn't anywhere in my TARDIS.

[Loudly] Hello? Is anyone here? I'm mad. And I need to find a way. Doesn't particularly matter which way, just a way would be fine.
 
 
[Mu and Misaki appear on the plane, Mu dressed in what passes for casual wear--not at all like his usual attire--Misaki in her work suit with a bullet proof vest slung over it. She looks--well. To say she looks displeased would be to say that a tsunami makes things somewhat damp.]

I told you to wait. I understand, I do, but you can't just wander around Tokyo!

I'm sorry, but I can't let something like this rest. Every moment that passes is a moment wasted.

I know that. But what if they had wanted to take you in for questioning? Or to test you, to see if they could stimulate an ability?

I am not incapable of pretending I cannot.

[She's about an inch from either smacking him or facepalming. She does neither, instead starting to pace.] We're narrowing our search area. You're not exactly inconspicuous. What if the gang spots you before any of us get close?

How do you think I came as far as I did and attracted no gawkers. It's quite easy for me to hide myself behind a Glamour Illusion.

That is not the point. [She turns away, stopping at a short distance with her back to him.]

Then what is, Misaki? I'm seeking my child, and you are seeking out yours. I happen to be far less likely to injure myself in the process of doing so.

[She takes a deep breath, sighs, rubs her face.] It makes my window of plausible deniability that much smaller if I'm seen with you again. Glamour or no, it's not worth the risk.

Your 'being seen with me' was your fault. You approached me, after all.

[Beginning to lose her temper] I'm trying to help! Maybe you're used to working alone, but you could at least try acting as part of a team!

 
 
Chris Halliwell
21 October 2008 @ 06:33 pm
[On the Plane appears a sparse desk. On the desk is a calendar (early December '04), a newspaper or two, some pens in a mug, a strange, metal Thermos with green highlights and a laptop. Chris sits at the desk, working on the laptop, every now and then looking to the notepad in his lap and writing something down.

At several points, the words 'DALV CO.' appear, along with the names of other companies or what seem like random numbers and figures. Names of CEOs or other bigwigs are also scrawled about, with brief pros/cons lists underneath. Looks like someone got a job. Now he's just checking to see if he can cheat and do all his work on the Plane so he won't have to waste time.]


(ooc: Yes, Dalv Co., as in Danny Phantom's antagonist's secret company. :D?)
 
 
Current Mood: working
 
 
[Oh, sibling rivalry. Zuko appears on the Plane with a table and two chairs and what looks like the game of Go— only being played with miniature red and black soldiers instead of black and white stones. Those with sharp eyes might notice the prevalence of red figures surrounding black ones on the grid. Remarkable craftsmanship, really, a lovely spoil from the Earth Kingdom...]

I don't get it! How am I supposed to keep him happy and impressed when she'sARRRGH!!

[Zuko swipes his arm across the board, and with it comes a rush of fire, incinerating the whole thing. No more fancy board game set. He glares at the ball of flaming wood, then kicks Azula's chair about twenty feet away for good measure.]

I can't let her get the best of me. I can't. I can't. She'll read me, she always does, and then she'll know. Stupid...!
 
 
Current Mood: aggravated
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 08:38 pm
 
[the Brigadier arrives on the plane during the middle of what, presumably, must be some sort of action scene! why is this? well, the fact he arrives mid-dive, and upon hidding the 'ground' lays there panting is one indication. another is the fact he's been shot in one of his shoulders, and said shoulder is being soaked with black blood - until it heals, anyway

a third thing is the futuristic gun he has with him, which to informed individuals is a laser rifle]




Didn't [a hiss of pain] expect the ambush. Damn.
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 08:46 pm
[Azi appears on the Plane cradling a cup of hot chocolate, dressed>much more casually than usual. The tie and jacket are gone, leaving him in nothing but a simple polo shirt and dress pants. He looks, not exactly miserable, just....bored really]

I never have been a fan of rainy weather.
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 09:59 pm
{Balalaika always liked to make flashy entrances. It's a really great way to let people know who's boss. In this case, Balalaika makes a quite literally flashy entrance. There's a few billows of flame in front of her as she wills herself onto the plane with them, but she has a twisted grin on her face, pleased with her handiwork.}

That's the second Kousa nightclub. Bando really didn't look into his client if he picked Hotel Moscow to settle his petty disputes over yakuza territory. We just blow them up.

{She blows a puff of smoke out of her cigar with a content sigh} We may intend to destroy all obstacles in our way, but it's still a damn fine way to start off the morning. Still, those flames reached a little farther than we expected. With any luck it won't catch another building on fire or those "good" policemen will be on our asses and we'll have to head back to Roanapur.

That'd be too bad. The fun's just getting started.
 
 
21 October 2008 @ 10:56 pm
[See high school girl. She is a newbie. Like all other newbies, she stands around and stares at everything in interest. See high school girl. Unlike most newbies. Watch as she gets TOTALLY OVERJOYED at this development!] This place... This place is amazing!

Is this what awaited me? I couldn't be happier! What a golden opportunity! I simply must know more about this place!

Hmm... Is anyone willing to volunteer?