[Guess who is back on the Plane again after being gone for a while? The Master has already seen the Twins and he's taken an egg away from all of that. He has also successfully left the Plane with it and come back a few times.

This time he is emptying his pockets.

He dumps out broken radio bits, a few damaged cell phones, odds and ends of wires and a mostly there pocket tool kit. What he pulls out of his hoodie pocket is the small something from the Twins.]


You can be for later. Lucky I'm not hungry just yet.

[Despite his threats to an egg that hasn't hatched yet with a cruel death by frying pan, he might seem a bit more in control of himself than other times he's shown up. That's cause the drums in his head aren't as bad as they were thanks to Nine and he's been able to focus on other things. Like fixing this faulty regeneration business. And eating. Lots of eating.

He takes a seat where he is to peruse the bits and bobs he's collected and classify them for usefulness. If he sets the egg in a fold of his hooded sweatshirt, it is not for its own safe keeping. It is for easy access should he wind up with a craving, that is all.]
 
 
[Tamaki is sitting on the Plane with two eggs. One is pink and flashy and sparkly and he doesn't seem to be paying too much attention to. The other one that has his attention has elegant patterns like those of the Ouran teacups, in all the colours of the Host Club's flowers. He is pouting staring at the egg and occasionally poking it, sighing every now and then as he waits for something to hatch from it.]
 
 
25 July 2010 @ 03:34 pm
[Naminé has been sitting with her egg -- a pale purple one with silvery patterings and tracings over it -- and watching it carefully for any signs that it may hatch. She has it wrapped in a bright pink blanket, situated on top of a large down pillow. It must have been the perfect setup, because pretty soon, it starts to crack open a bit... She gasps, eyes wide, and crawls toward it on her hands and knees in order to watch it from even closer up. When it wiggles enough to nearly topple over, she quickly picks it up and places it in her lap.

Slowly but surely, a lizard-like head pokes its way out, a bit of shell stuck on its snout. The creature is a white-silvery color with a lavender sheen to it when the light hits its scales a particular way. And, with a happy chirp, it opens its pale blue eyes and pops the rest of the way out to reveal a set of beautiful wings. ... and then it manages to roll onto the "floor".

Naminé giggles and bends down to remove the last bit of shell stuck to the little lizard's skin, smiling more than she has in a very long time.
]

It's so beautiful...!


((OoC: Nami gets a fire lizard, ala McCaffrey. Only not a McCaffrey color at all. XD! It's not going to get any bigger than like two feet from snout to tail, and really it's just there to be cute and mystical at the exact same time. ♥))
 
 
Current Mood: excited
 
 
[on one end of a swing set on the Plane, his hands gripping the chains so tight, his knuckles have turned white, sits Kaoru. he's in the suit he arrived in for his match against Remus, the trousers all one piece again like the shards of broken porcelain never cut the expensive material. the tea cup the Twins gave him lies empty on the ground nearby.

besides the lingering sensation of a drugged fog in his mind, he doesn't seem any different. everything is still in place--he still
feels like himself--but he wears a worried, frightened expression. he doesn't know how long he's been gone and worse still...he doesn't want to see what his blood looks like now.

his mind goes to Hikaru and he suddenly lets out a mournful little groan, his grip tightening on the chains as he slumps forward, his body wanting to curl in on itself. of all people, he doesn't want Hikaru to know what he did, even if he did it to protect the Hosts and Renge, because...no, he can't stand thinking about that possibility.]